Chapter 366: The First Hero Is Now Safe in the Bright Moon, Still Han Qiu
Chapter 366 The hero is here for the rest of his life, and the bright moon is still Han Qiu
Wang Lin hurried forward and surrounded him, climbing to the Tongque Platform.
In fact, the grand occasion is no longer there, it is just a ruin of the Three Kingdoms, which has gone through thousands of years of storms.
"Build the high gates and float on the two palaces to Taiqing. Set up the magnificent view of the middle sky, and connect the flying pavilions to the west city."
If we look at Cao Zhi's Tongquetai Fu, the current Tongquetai is compared with the palace pavilions and pavilions when his wife Cao was first built, but it is just an ordinary viewing pavilion in Songjiazhuang.
Perhaps only this two-story wooden loft is the remains of that year. It has been repaired by the Song family for several generations, and the side halls on both sides of the loft were built by the Song family.
But this place is still the highest point in the area of Linzhang or Yecheng ruins. Looking at the endless flowing Zhang River, looking back at the towering Taihang, the mountains and rivers are connected, which makes Wang Lin feel a bit majestic in Chinese beauty.
The red sun sets westward.
Wang Lin saw the beautiful scenery from afar and chatted with the generals and laughed. Song Pengran and the people of the Song family were serving the back with fear and fear.
As a powerful and gentry clan in Hebei, the Song family has accumulated a thousand years of true background. In fact, it is almost the same as the Lu family in Lu Junyi, but its reputation is not as great as the Lu family.
Otherwise, how could the Song family use Zhuang Ding and the villagers to build fortresses and trenches and fight against the Jin people to this day?
In Wang Lin's eyes, such a gentry as the Song family is one of the important components of the united front of the Anti-Jin Alliance and must be united.
Yue Fei smiled and said, "Master, it is about the Tongquetai. There are so many lyrics that have been recited by literati throughout the dynasties. But looking at it, there are almost no one who regulates verses beyond the 'Red Cliff' of the Tang Dynasty. However, in terms of lyrics or songs, it is still the same.
The bronze phoenix of Cao Zhi from the Three Kingdoms is the crown. The sea is flowing, the mountains and rivers are mutated, and future generations cannot be replaced."
Wang Lin nodded with a smile.
Among all the generals, Yue Fei is considered a man of both civil and military affairs, and is quite appreciative of poetry, songs and essays.
Otherwise, I would not be able to write the poem "Manjianghong" that is so enchanting.
All the generals under his command, Hua Rong, Han Shizhong, Lu Junyi, Dong Ping, etc., were also Confucian generals with both civil and military skills. The rest were mostly skilled in military preparations and were not very interested in these poems and writing.
For example, Li Kui Shi Jin came happily except for wine and meat.
Han Shizhong had a big heart and wanted to comment a few words, but then he realized that he had accidentally violated the "taboo" of Wang Lin's direct generals in the audience, so he was unwilling to be the first to be the first, so he stood far behind.
Watch the scenery.
At this moment, I heard the footsteps behind me, and everyone turned their heads and looked at them and saw six or seven men dressed in a Song civil servant, hurrying up onto the stage.
The leader had an empty left arm and a pale face, and he had obviously suffered a severe injury.
The six or seven people knelt down and bowed to the ground afterwards.
The leading one-armed man is about thirty years old, with bright eyes and a square nose and mouth, only haggard.
The man bowed loudly: "The magistrate of Xiangzhou, Huang Qishan——"
Then someone continued: "Xingzhou Zheng Tong, Tangyin County Magistrate Wang Enbo, Linzhang County Magistrate Zan Guo, Daming Prefecture Deputy Envoy Gong Liwei... Meet His Highness King Qi!"
Yue Fei leaned closer to Wang Lin's ear and whispered a few words.
Wang Lin nodded slowly. The six or seven people in front of him were all the leaders of the Hebei rebel army who heard that Fuhu Army defeated the Jin people in Xiangzhou and came to join him, and the in-service civil servants from various prefectures and counties in Hebei, the former Song Dynasty.
Although the chief officials of various states surrendered, it is impossible for all Hebei officials to become boneless traitors.
At the critical moment, a large Hebei region, a few middle and lower-level officials who stepped forward to lead the people to fight against the Jin Dynasty behind enemy lines were actually reasonable.
Wang Lin was clear and admired, and his eyes fell on Huang Qishan.
From the fifth-rank state magistrate, he is also considered an official of a high level.
This person was a civil official who was unable to tie a chicken, but he was able to lead more than a hundred people to break out at the critical moment of the surrender of the Xiangzhou chief official.
He also organized civilians to harass Jin soldiers in the countryside. He led the way before the battle and was beheaded by the Jin people.
The existence of these people can also interpret the ancient saying "Hebei is full of generous righteous men" and is not completely fictional.
Wang Lin stayed in Songjiazhuang and feasted at Tongquetai, and also had the intention of meeting everyone.
There is no doubt that these civil officials and capable officials who have been baptized and tested by war will be the most indispensable mainstay in the Song and Jin wars.
The rear baggage, logistics, military, stability... all need to rely on these people to work hard and take care of them.
Without a stable and continuous support and guaranteed rear, this war cannot be fought at all, let alone won.
As soon as he thought of this, Wang Lin looked gentle and leaned forward and helped Huang Qishan up. He nodded to Zheng Tong and others one by one, and ordered Yue Fei to help everyone up on his own.
"Sir, I am polite!" Wang Lin bowed to Huang Qishan and others.
Han Shizhong and other generals were a little surprised, and they didn't expect that Wang Lin would value these civil servants who had escaped from their posts so much.
Huang Qishan and others quickly returned the gift: "I dare not wait!"
Huang Qishan and others are actually a little nervous and worried that the court will hold the responsibility for losing the city.
Of course they are not the culprits.
But as deputy or important officials of the chief officer, they all bear the responsibility of defending the territory. When the city falls and the people in charge are slaughtered, how can they not be responsible?
Wang Lin said slowly: "The strong wind knows the strong grass, and the country is in chaos and knows loyal ministers. You can be in trouble in the face of danger and gather the villagers, resist the Jin soldiers, not afraid of life and death, and protect our country's fortunes. They are generous.
It's heroic!"
"From ancient times, Yan and Zhao have been so generous and tragic heroes, and all the lords should be like this!"
Wang Lin's words were loud and loud.
As soon as his words came out, it was equivalent to characterizing the behavior of Huang Qishan and others.
Not guilty, meritorious!
With Wang Lin's unshakable position in the Song Dynasty today, his words represent the Song Dynasty's court!
As soon as Wang Lin finished speaking, Huang Qishan and others faced Tokyo, knelt on the ground, and cried bitterly for a long time.
Since the Jin people invaded, they have been under great ideological pressure.
With their strong organizational ability and patience, they organized Hebei people who were unwilling to be slaves to be defeated and gathered troops to harass the Jin people. This is a key factor that Wanyan Zongwang has not really gained a foothold in Hebei so far.
If these resistance forces were not present, the Jin people would have been able to build a puppet regime of the "Yan Kingdom" in Hebei long ago.
Wang Lin knew this very well.
If it weren't for this, the Jin people in history wouldn't have supported two puppet emperors in the Song State.
The territory of the Song State was easy to occupy, but it was not easy to achieve long-term governance.
Wang Lin said lightly that he would make a decision about what they did in the past!
They are not rioters who fled their duties, but loyal ministers and righteous men!
Make contributions to the country, the people, and the country!
Wang Lin did not persuade Huang Qishan and others, and let them cry and vent their long-standing emotions.
After that, I had a calm conversation with them and asked about the situation in various places.
He didn't expect that Huang Qishan and others were all from Jinshi on both lists.
In modern terms, it is comparable to Peking University and Tsinghua University, with a good education.
In this year, it is well known that it is difficult for everyone to advance to the imperial examination. These people are obviously elites among the Song people.
Therefore, among the civil officials, there were people like Qin Hui and righteous men like Huang Qishan.
Wang Lin felt emotional that the most urgent task was to have more people like Huang Qishan, and to enrich them to positions at all levels of the Song Dynasty court, so that the battle with the Jin people would be considered as having no worries.
He had already had a mature arrangement in his mind.
Huang Qi Shanquan was the governor of Xiangzhou, Liyang, Huazhou, Tangyin, Linzhang... These prefectures and counties that had been restored all needed to be governed by civil officials, rectified the chaos and rebuilt after the war.
Wang Lin told Huang Qishan and others one by one. With the gratitude of everyone, he sent his memorial to the court in person in an urgent manner to the capital in an emergency.
There is no doubt that the court would respect Wang Lin's opinions after the war arrangements by local officials. In fact, Zhao Ji didn't care about these things at all. He only focused on whether Wang Lin won or lost.
If you lose, you will have the desire to escape again.
Seeing that Wang Lin and Huang Qishan and other civil officials were very excited and talked about the past and present, Han Shizhong, Zhang Jun, Liu Guangshi and other military generals looked at each other. Didn’t the prince hate these hypocritical civil officials in the court very much?
Everyone in the world knows that the gentry and civil officials were incompatible with Wang Lin because Wang Lin often killed civil officials.
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Huang Qishan bowed and said sincerely: "The prince's literary talent is famous all over the world. He has heard of many officials in Xiangzhou. Today, the officials and others pay homage to the prince at Tongquetai. The mountains and rivers are here. I don't know if the prince has excellent works, so I let the officials and others watch it.
And pass it on to the future generations?”
Wang Lin smiled bitterly in his heart.
Scholars are scholars, and they can never forget to write and write.
Even in today's situation, the heavy Jin soldiers were still sleeping soundly beside their pillows, and they were still keen on this.
But Wang Lin met Huang Qishan and others at Tongquetai today, which is already profound.
He nodded slightly and chuckled, "Please send someone to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"
The Song family set up a case in front of Tongque Tower, above the high platform, facing the river and behind the mountains.
The afterglow falls between mountains, rivers, heaven and earth. After the war, Linzhang City was solemn and desolate. The Zhang River water surging and flowing endlessly, while the mountains are majestic and scattered across thousands of miles.
The smoke curled under my feet, and there was peace.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and lifted his pen and wrote:
"On August 19, the second year of Xuanhe in the Song Dynasty, I raised my troops across the river, killed all the Jin captives, and chased them back to the Zhangzhou area.
I, along with my generals Yue Fei, Hua Rong, Yan Qing, Han Shizhong and others, and Huang Qishan, the chief judge of Xiangzhou... and dozens of righteous men including Hebei governors, gentry Song Pengran and other righteous men climbed the ancient bronze croaker platform and watched the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers. I nostalgic and have feelings."
After Wang Lin finished the title, everyone was very happy to see it, especially civil officials such as Huang Qishan burst into tears and bowed to thank him.
With Wang Lin's past talent and current reputation, as the mainstay of the Song Dynasty's strong tide, as long as his actions are quite different at this time, they will be passed down to the world, and these people will be famous in history.
The accountability that Huang Qishan was worried about and the infamous left in history no longer existed.
Not to mention Yue Fei and others, Dan Zhang Jun and Liu Guangshi were extremely envious and secretly glanced at Han Shizhong. Han Shizhong was also a little surprised and moved.
This shows that Han Shizhong has entered Wang Lin's vision and has become one of the direct generals he values and trusts.
The three of them came to Qingzhou to play together, and Han Shizhong, who was obviously the youngest and the lowest, walked faster than them.
Wang Lin smiled and picked up his pen to continue writing.
"The tree of Xiling was once a place where beauty sings and dances. When the king died, his eyebrows were haggard and his fragrance was gone.
Who would have sympathized with Wei Wu’s worries? The tile is empty and written in the Han Dynasty. The bronze bird hangs in the deep spring and the stone crane lies in the cold smoke in the desert.
The rise and fall of Yexia is now and now, and the sings of wild trees and apes are crying. The springs are long and the night is locked in ghosts. Who can pour wine on the soil under the platform?”
This is a poem about the Tongquetai by Zhou Xun of the Yuan Dynasty. At this time, it adds a bit of nostalgia and tragic.
Everyone praised each other incessantly.
Han Shizhong recited it silently, thinking to himself that King Qi is truly a talented person from heaven, with a prosperous martial arts and a literary talent. Who can reach it from ancient times to the present?
Huang Qi praised him from the heart and said, "The Tongquetai should be passed down through the ages with this poem. The prince's civil and military achievements can surpass Wei Wu, and he is the best in the world!"
Wang Lin sighed and said, "Gu has always regarded poetry as a minor path, and can entertain emotions, but he still has to uphold justice and the great way of governing the country. Although Gu has many poems, but those who are truly satisfied are the only ones who don't give it to Zhang Taiwei that day.
One verse…”
Huang Qishan said with a sigh: "Prince, is that song broken for a while?"
Wang Lin nodded.
Tangyin County Magistrate Wang Enbo said softly: "When you are drunk, you look at the sword with a lamp, and dream of blowing the horns and camp. You are divided into 800 miles of fire under your command, and you are fifty strings that turn the sound of the block outside. You are in autumn on the battlefield.
The horse made Lu Feifei, the bow was as fast as a thunderbolt. It was shocking. It eliminated the affairs of the king and won the reputation of his life. It happened poorly in vain!"
Zheng Tong and others sighed in unison: "This poem has been singularly eternal. Zhang Taiwei died in Huazhou for his death. His awesomeness makes us feel heartbroken!"
Wang Lin was silent, and suddenly shed tears.
As a time traveler, he has been a human being for two lifetimes, and there are not many people and things that can touch his heart... And Zhang Shuye is one!
He will never forget the weak back of this old man with a white hair and a cubby head who tried to win over the country with his tired body and repay his family, country and country with his life!
However, it was not recognized by the Song Dynasty court!
Wang Lin's mood was so sad that he was beyond words.
Everyone was moved.
After a long time, Wang Lin waved his hand, and then ordered someone to take the paper and lift the pen again.
"The copper sparrow is empty, the water flows in Taiwan and Zhangzhou, the clouds are horizontal, the smoke is broken and the hills are broken. The locks of thousands of doors are dark, and the wind and dust are dark, and the rivers and mountains are set and sunset. The articles of a talented man are at his peak, and the beauty is half a continent. The hero is here for a lifetime, and the bright moon is still Han autumn.
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After writing, Wang Lin threw his pen down and said with a sigh: "Today I will gather with you in the bronze bird platform. I will swear to expel the golden captains and return my mountains and rivers. This heart is clear, comparable to the sun and the moon!"
Everyone bowed and bowed: "We should fight to the death with the Jin people, and serve the country with death, and swear to death!"
Not far away, Han Shizhong bowed slowly, his heart surging.
He had been in the army for ten years and was in middle age. It was a blessing in his life to meet a hero like Wang Lin.
He knew that all the generals under Wang Lin were actually imitating the yellow robe of Emperor Taizu of Song Dynasty Zhao Kuangyin, and recommended Wang Lin to take the Song Dynasty and replace him.
In fact, there are quite a few people with such a mentality. Even among the people, as Wang Lin defeated the Jin people several times, he was afraid that more and more people would have such ideas.
He regarded Wang Lin as Wei Wu of the Three Kingdoms.
He took the emperor to command the princes.
He remembered what Wang Lin said to him just now, "I will not be Cao Gong." Based on this, Wang Lin would not usurp the Song Dynasty at this stage, because the foreign enemy is in front of the Song Dynasty, and both sides are in the defeat.
Han Shizhong didn't know that what Wang Lin said was a different meaning.