Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Winning People Over with Beauty

I bought the last extra chapter for nothing, the writing is so messy

Why is this episode so weird?

It ended badly... I was caught off guard.

The author is so creative!

It was a palace drama before, but at the end, the extra story has the feel of a modern myth, which feels very abrupt.

I was originally planning to save two chapters, but I forgot about it, and then I finished it as soon as I saw it. It was so fast.

Hello book fans, I am conducting a survey. How many children did the hero and heroine in this novel have in total? What are the genders? For example, "I gave birth to three children in total, one was a boy and a girl, and the other was a girl." Your answers are very important, thank you~

Meng Wei Zhi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Poet: Bai Juyi At night, we travel hand in hand in dreams, and when we wake up in the morning, we can't hold back the tears. The old man in Zhangpu was ill for three times, and the grass in Xianyang returned to autumn for the eighth time. You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow. Ah Wei and Han Lang went there one after another. Do you know if Ye Tai knows? Translation I dream about playing with you hand in hand at night, and I wake up in the morning with tears streaming down my face and not wiping them away. I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and it has been eight years since the grass grew in Chang'an City. I think that after you passed away, your bones have turned into sand under the Nine Springs, while I still temporarily live in the world, with my head full of white hair. Ah Wei and Han Lang have passed away one after another. How can we know that Huang Quan is dim and dim? Appreciation This "Meng Wei Zhi" is a seven-character poem written by Bai Juyi nine years after Yuan Zhen's death. Among the neck couplets, "You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, and I sent them to the world with a head full of snow." Throughout the ages, I don't know how many people have been sad for it! In 801 AD, 30-year-old Bai Juyi met 23-year-old Yuan Zhen in Chang'an. They were deeply impressed by each other's literary talent. Politically, they both opposed the eunuchs' monopoly and advocated light corvee and low taxes. It's such a late meeting! In order to realize the grand ambition of ancient officials to stabilize the country and stabilize the country, the two of them took the official examination at the same time and became colonels at the same time. Although he is an idle official, he can still enjoy himself. Drinking wine, composing poems, admiring flowers and listening to books, what a romantic poet and drinker! Until Yuan Zhen offended the eunuchs due to the Fu Shuiyi incident and was demoted to the lower levels, Bai Juyi's death petition was invalid. In 815 AD, Yuan Zhen was demoted to the Sima of Tongzhou, and in the same year Bai Juyi was demoted to the Sima of Jiangzhou. They were both demoted from the end of the world! From then on, the two could only exchange letters and talk to each other! In 831 AD, the 60-year-old Bai Juyi was idle in Luoyang, the eastern capital. He was shocked to hear that Yuan Zhen died of illness in Wuchang, and he was extremely sad! When Yuan Zhen's coffin was transported back to his hometown of Xianyang, Shaanxi Province, he passed by Luoyang and Bai shed tears and wrote the memorial text. "When night comes, we travel hand in hand in dreams, and when we wake up in the morning, we can't hold back tears." In the dream, Lotte and Wei Zhi meet again, and the two travel together hand in hand. They may talk about the world's major events and the dawn of life in high spirits; they may denounce the turmoil in the officialdom and the dirty officialdom; they may laugh at the evil villain and the hypocritical gentleman... But the dream always wakes up! Tears wet Lotte's silk handkerchief, and I had no intention of wiping them away. At that time, Lotte was already an old man in his dying years. He remembered a poem that Yuan Zhen had written to him back then. There were two sentences in the poem: "I am now in a state of confusion due to illness. I only dream of idle people, not of you." Indeed, if we cannot see each other in life, dreaming can still comfort us, but not dreaming is sad! However, dreaming about old friends after death is even more heartbreaking! Knowing that we can't see each other again in this life, we still recall the passing time over and over again. Every time we recall it, we feel more helpless and sad than ever! Death cuts off all possible thoughts! "The old man in Zhangpu has been ill for three times, and the grass and trees in Xianyang have returned to autumn eight times." Letian said that he had been sick several times in Zhangpu, and it had been eight years since Chang'an City had grown grass. Time wasted youth, and after Yuan Zhen's death, Lotte's old bones could not rest in peace, and could only watch the grass growing in Chang'an City indifferently. It would be great if human life could grow like grass, just like "Farewell to Fude Ancient Grass" written by Lotte when he was 17 years old: "The wild fire will not burn out, but the spring breeze will grow again." It has been nine years since Lotte and Yuan Zhen were separated, and there will be several more nine years until Lotte also goes to hell. Yuan Zhen is no longer involved in Lotte's birth, old age, illness and death! "You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow." Yuan Zhen was buried under the Yellow Spring, and the mud was eroding his body. Perhaps it had already mixed with the mud and turned into dust, and Lotte was only temporarily living in the human world with his head full of white hair. Lotte is a thinker who "explains the profound things in a simple way": aloof, upright, aboveboard and magnanimous. This sentence is the expression of Bai's poem which seems simple in terms of literal and form, but has profound affection and connotation. I thought of my grandfather, who passed away recently. Many times, when our loved ones are alive, we are too shy to share the words of praise we have secretly written about them with others, especially not letting them see them in person. Now, my grandfather's soul has returned to the earth and is buried deep in the loess. His last place in the world is just a small urn under the cement stone monument. The family buried my grandfather together with my grandmother, who had been dead for 13 years. While writing these words, I remembered that my grandfather always gently wiped the sacrificial frames of my great-grandfather, great-grandmother and grandmother before and after the Qingming Festival, and looked at them in concentration as he wiped them. But now that he is buried deep in the ground, who will wipe his brand new sacrificial frame? I will never know anything about my grandfather again. Will his left leg, which was disabled due to work in his early years, still suffer from rheumatism? Huangquan should be a damp and cold place, right? I can't bear the thought of this. There is a cruel saying: "We will be dead for a long time." When Lotte wrote this poem, it was not that he was lacking friends or that he was surrounded by enemies. Rafat once said: "He who has no friends and no enemies is just a common man." Lotte happened to be not an ordinary person. He had many friends in his life, such as Li Shangyin, who was his friend for many years. It is precisely because of this that after nine years, Lotte's feeling of missing friends becomes even more precious! "Awei and Hanlang went there one after another, and I didn't know whether I knew it at night." Ah Wei is Yuan Zhen's youngest son, and Han Lang is Yuan Zhen's son-in-law. They all died one after another. Can the dim and dim underworld know this? Lotte, who lived a long life, witnessed the departure of his younger generations. On the one hand, the living want to know about the situation of the dead. On the other hand, the living always pray to the dead about the latest news in the world. Even though they know it is in vain, they still cherish this hope. There is a saying in "Nineteen Ancient Poems": "Those who leave will be separated every day, and those who come will be close to each other." When Lotte looks at those who have passed away over the years, and those who have come have also become gone, what a great inner desolation it is! It is enough to have a confidant in life, and this world should treat him with sympathy! After briefly reading "Meng Wei Zhi", I tasted that there is a true love in this world - mutual support!

Don't meet again in the next life, it's not true love

With it in hand, after a few lazy shakes, the author will start coding quickly! ! ! (Updated version)