I haven't posted in my Kids in Ancient China series in a while. Here's the last part of the story about Xuanzong. I've been reading a biography about CiXi, the empress of China in the late 1800s/early 1900s. I'm hoping to re-work on a children's biography about her later this year...and I hope to re-work a biography about either Fu Hao or Shao Kang (both from ancient Chinese history)...depending on how much time I have this year. We're moving sometime in May/June (not sure yet where), but it'll be a big move and adjustment. I enjoy writing, researching, and illustrating...hopefully I can do some of it this year in 2026. Until then, enjoy the last part of Xuanzong:
Part 4
When I was 14 years old I was finally given the gift of going outside! My family and I were allowed to leave the palace and it was amazing. I wanted to go everywhere all at once, but Goo Goo reminded me that I had my whole life ahead of me to see everything.
The first place we went to were the mountains. I had seem the mountains from a distance from the palace and always pictured what it would be like to see them up close. In fact, I often had dreams about them. When Goo Goo asked me where I’d like to go first, I said the mountains.
The weather was clear and the sky was blue. I had always pictured the mountains as being small little hills, but as we got closer I was fascinated with how big they were! The road going to the mountains had fields on both sides with little houses here and there. I asked Goo Goo what was growing there and she wasn’t so sure either but would always have a guess. I was so excited and wanted to get out of the carriage a few times on the way but Goo Goo always said no.
“Just wait. We’re not there yet. If we stop now we won’t ever make it there,” she would say.
“But I’m so excited and everything is so new to me! I want to see everything at one time!” I said.
I wondered why she wasn’t so excited about it like I was. I saw her smile from time to time but then remembered something my mom told me: “Older people don’t get excited about things as much as little kids do.”
“Are we there yet?” I asked her again. “Can we stop now? It looks like we’re already in the mountains!”
“Not yet. Remember, I said that we have a specific place we’re going to for our picnic. We’ll sit there for a while and you can walk around, then we’ll go back.”
We finally arrived. I ran off to climb a tree, something I loved to do. I had climbed every tree that I could’ve climbed in the palace gardens already a few times each. It was nice to have new trees to climb. From the top I could get a view of the city and the palace. The palace looked small. I could see the road that took us up into the mountains. This was my first time of really going somewhere high to get a view like this. It was amazing. Our city had two towers in it: The Little Goose Pagoda and the Big Goose Pagoda, which were places for the Buddhist monks to keep their books and other important Buddhist things. However, we were never allowed to go there because we had to stay only in the palace. I told myself that the next place I wanted to go to was the Big Goose Pagoda, and then the Little Goose Pagoda. I started a long list of places I wanted to see, something I still do even now.
Part 5
Last year was another big year in my life: my dad and uncle came back from exile! Before they came back, I went over and over in my mind the picture I had of them when they left. I asked Goo Goo if she thought that he would have grey hair by now. She didn’t think so. When he and my uncle came back, everyone was so happy. The reason they came back is because my grandmother was losing her mind. The other leaders of the country decided she couldn’t think clearly enough to rule the country so they had her give up the throne. They brought my uncle and my dad back so that my uncle could rule the country.
When my uncle came back from exile, it was the first time I had ever seen him. I also finally got to see my cousins! I became instant best friends with one of them who was a year older than me and taught me how to play the game Wei Qi. He told me that one of the first emperors of China had made up the game.
“Here, I’ll teach you how to play it. It’s a fun game. I play it with my dad all the time.,” he said. “You start by putting the black and white pieces like this here and here.”
“How do you win?” I asked.
“When someone either runs out of places to put their pieces on or when both sides agree that the game is over.”
“You won’t have to worry about that because I’m sure I’ll win this one!” I joked with him. I knew I wouldn’t win! This was my first time ever to play a game and it was so much fun. After this my cousin and I played Wei Qi at least once a week, sometimes twice a week if we could find time for it. We were both busy because I still had my art, history, and poetry classes that Goo Goo said I had to go to. He also had a lot of studying and things to learn as well.
Having my dad back with us was so nice! I forgot how he was like. I forgot that he was funny and loved to tell jokes! Many times he made us all laugh. However, I also realized that in many ways I was a “lesser” son than my half-brother was. His mom was my dad’s wife and my mom was just a servant. We both had the same dad, but having different moms made such a big difference. Still, I got to spend a whole afternoon or at least part of an afternoon a week with my dad. Goo Goo was still the one I was closest with and I was thankful that she was still in my life.
Back to my grandmother. After my dad, uncle, and his family came back, things changed even more for the good. It was great having them around. I still thought it would only be a short time and they’d be gone again. It surprised me every day for a long time when I’d see them walking around the palace that they were still there. I was thankful to have them around. My grandmother died a few months ago. I am now 21 years old. Looking back over my short life so far, this year has been the best one so far: I have a new best friend in my cousin, my dad came back, and my grandmother died.
Epilogue:
Li Longji (685-762) started ruling the country when he was 27 years old and ruled for 43 years. When he became emperor, he changed his name to Xuanzong. The influence of his aunt in making sure that he learned about Chinese culture, art, history, and poetry, followed him throughout his life. He’s known as one of the best (if not the best) emperors of the Tang Dynasty, and brought in a time when the arts and culture flourished in China.
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