Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Seven North Captives and Southern Japanese
At the banquet, everyone talked loudly and exchanged glasses. After drinking too much, the topic broadened. Some people talked about the current problem of "Southern Japanese and Northern Japanese", and everyone with red faces and thick necks rushed to offer advice and suggestions for the country.
The southern Japanese and northern pirates were the two major foreign threats that the Ming Dynasty had to face since its establishment. The external threats in the Ming Dynasty mainly came from nomadic peoples such as the Mongolian Tatars and Oara tribes in the north, and mainly came from Japanese pirates on the southeast coast. At that time
It is called "Southern Japanese and Northern Japanese".
"If we had known that there were people in the Heavenly Kingdom, the Southern and Northern Japanese captives who sold horses and herded cattle, and the barbarians on the island, we might not have been so arrogant and arrogant." When talking about the issue of the Southern and Northern Japanese captives, some people couldn't help but
He said with a sigh of relief.
"Thirty thousand men with me will be able to tie up the enemy's chieftain with long tassels and return." A man who had drunk a lot of wine said arrogantly as he slapped the table with his tongue.
How many scholars have the dream of being a wolf and living in Xu, how many scholars have the confidence that they can save the world by abandoning their pens and joining the army. Therefore, as soon as this man said this, he attracted a group of people's applause.
"Hua Changgong has great ambition, and it should be revealed." People cheered and raised their glasses to drink together.
People are like this. Once they are drunk, they have nothing to brag about. In the eyes of these excited people, the Southern Japanese and Northern Japanese are just a disease, as if they can solve it as soon as they take action.
People are still very interested in talking about it on paper.
"Throughout our dynasty, those who gather for romantic gatherings take the affairs of their family and country as their own responsibility like us. The poems and songs used for gatherings have always been romantic. Why don't we compose a poem with the title of Iron Horse War as a souvenir for us in the future?
It will inspire us to dedicate ourselves to our country and die." When the discussion was in full swing, Luo Longwen stood up and suggested.
Then it got unanimous approval from everyone.
While Zhu Ping'an was nibbling the shark's fin on the plate, he heard everyone suggesting composing a poem. He paused slightly while chewing. Why is it that every banquet requires composing poems? What a shame! But seeing Comrade Ouyang's excitement
Jin. They knew that Luo Longwen's proposal had been in their plans for a long time. Comrade Ouyang probably had already written several good poems.
Yes, after all, one of the themes of today's banquet is to make Comrade Ouyang famous.
In response to this, Zhu Ping'an just paused for a moment, and then continued to be a quiet foodie. This is Comrade Ouyang's home field, and he was called here to be a stepping stone, so he should do his duty, not to be in the spotlight.
Leave it to Comrade Ouyang who has prepared it long ago.
Comrade Ouyang did not disappoint Zhu Pingan, let alone Yan Shifan and others.
In the beginning, there were two people who wrote poems first, but they were not very good. Maybe they were used to being romantic, or maybe they did it on purpose. Anyway, the poems were just like that and very average.
After these two people finished, someone suggested that Comrade Ouyang write a poem. Comrade Ouyang declined twice, but he couldn't bear the enthusiasm of the crowd. "With no choice", he got up and wrote a poem:
"Out of the Barrier"
The white armor is stained with frost and the cold weather comes out, and Hu Feng keeps coming to Chang'an.
The top of the city is covered by a western mountain moon, and many soldiers are waiting to see it.
This poem by Comrade Ouyang is quite good. Zhu Ping'an chewed it while appreciating this poem by Comrade Ouyang. The full text of the poem has sonorous rhyme and powerful momentum, which is quite reminiscent of the frontier fortress poems of the Tang Dynasty.
The soldiers' armors were all covered with frost. But the soldiers still braved the frosty cold to travel outside the Great Wall. The aliens on the northeastern border invaded the border, and the alarm smoke was lit one by one on the continuous beacon towers. They reached the capital. Yuanmei Travel
At that time, it was dawn. A cold moon hanging in the west hung diagonally above the city. After dawn, a fierce battle would break out on the front line. The soldiers guarding the border had not yet taken off their clothes and their horses had not yet taken off their saddles. They were anxious.
Are you eagerly waiting for Beijing's decision, or are you missing your family in Beijing?
No matter how you look at it, this poem by Comrade Ouyang is a superior work, especially when compared with the humble works of the two people in front of it, it stands out from the crowd.
I have to say that this little comrade Ouyang is still very good, no matter how long he prepared in advance.
As soon as Comrade Ouyang's poem came out, there was naturally a lot of applause. Even the neutrals were full of praise for Comrade Ouyang's poem "Out of the Barrier". Even those who were dissatisfied with Yan Shifan were not satisfied with Comrade Ouyang's poem.
I also enjoyed the song "Out of the Fortress" endlessly.
While everyone was cheering, Comrade Ouyang once again wrote and wrote:
"Reward the Generals"
The wind blows in the third month of the Tianshan Mountains, and the soldiers gallop and the horses fly.
The sudden cavalry relies on white horse generals, who bend their bows and shoot the eagles.
In the past, Jincheng was used to hoard the country, but now it is facing the sea to kill Japanese pirates.
After Ji Erxi gave up Ji Hao, he also prayed for Qian Yu Ge Zhu Yi.
Compared with the previous poem, this poem more clearly shows the power of the war and the power of the general. The eagle-shooting children in the poem refer to the northern captives, because the northern captives often boast that their children can shoot with bows.
The word "Japanese pirates" refers to Japanese pirates. Killing Japanese pirates from the north and the south ties the whole poem together with the topic just now.
He wrote two poems in one breath, and the level was so high that everyone was naturally full of praise. In a short time, Comrade Ouyang's reputation spread throughout the banquet.
In addition to Comrade Ouyang, several others also wrote poems, and Luo Longwen also wrote one. However, because Comrade Ouyang's poems were not there, their poems were much inferior.
Some people in the neutral camp also got up and wrote a poem, two of which were also recognized by many people at the banquet. Two of them were, "When I heard that the general wanted to kill his horse, several people really returned in their corpses." However, because of this,
The two lines of the poem are somewhat similar to the predecessor's poem "Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?" However, compared to Comrade Ouyang's poem, there is still some gap.
Zhu Ping'an just watched the crowd silently, and I went on stage after singing, quietly being a foodie.
But sometimes, if you don't look for trouble, trouble will find you on the pole. Just when Zhu Pingan chose to be a quiet foodie, the flames of war still quietly ignited him.
"Huiyuan Lang has a really good appetite. Is it possible that the poems written by so many of us are not as attractive as what you have on your plate?"
The one who spoke again was Luo Longwen, who didn't like Zhu Pingan. He looked at Zhu Pingan coldly and asked with a sneer.
"How is that possible? Pingan listened carefully." Zhu Pingan raised his head and smiled, showing his standard eight teeth.
"Listen carefully? I just saw you eating carefully." Luo Longwen mocked, "You can do two things with one mind. If the army is marching and strategizing with two purposes like you, wouldn't it be like talking on paper and being fooled by the enemy?
If you break it, you will end up harming others and yourself."
"That's right." As soon as Luo Longwen said this, several people agreed, alluding to Zhu Ping'an.
I'm talking on paper? It's you who are talking on paper, okay? Zhu Ping'an cursed, but he smiled along with it.
"Oh, don't you know how to be a Yuanlang? Why don't you also take the lead and have a look." Someone looked at Zhu Ping'an and suggested.
"That's it, let's see what kind of masterpiece Hui Yuanlang can do."
"If you don't do it, then you are looking down on us?!"
The proposal was unanimously responded to by everyone. Everyone did not think that Zhu Pingan's poems written in a hurry could surpass Comrade Ouyang, so they all agreed with him, using both soft and hard tactics, so that Zhu Pingan could not refuse even if he wanted to.
Oh, the food is not delicious, right? This is the rhythm that makes me turn from a stepping stone to a stumbling block. I don’t want to pretend to be a b, but you forced me to do this. I don’t cause trouble, but I am not afraid of trouble. You guys
If you want me to pretend, then I can only satisfy you.
Under the urging of everyone, Zhu Pingan had no choice but to stand up and pick up the brush. After thinking for a moment, he wrote down the ink:
"loyalty"
How does it feel to be beheaded today? Serving the country is difficult and involves many battles.
Here we go to Quantai to recruit the old troops and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners.
This is one of the three chapters of Mei Ling written by Commander Chen, but Zhu Pingan used it here.
How do you feel about today's beheading? Didn't you just say that I am single-minded in harming others and myself? Then I directly raised the issue of death at the beginning of my poem, letting you know that I, Zhu Ping'an, serve the country loyally and fearless of death. Life has only one meaning for life.
Once, when facing beheading, no matter who you are, some thoughts will immediately pour into your mind. At this moment, what did I think of? To serve the country with loyalty, even if I die, I must summon the old troops to kill Yama. This question
As soon as he answered the question, he asked the question frankly and brightly, and the answer was generous and heroic. He immediately regarded himself as if he were dead. The image of a hero who was willing to go through fire and water for the revolution stood in front of everyone, which made people's hearts beat.
Here we go to Quantai to recruit the old troops and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners.
What kind of spirit is this? What kind of poetry will not be overshadowed by this kind of spirit! As for Comrade Ouyang's poems, although they are good, they will also be overshadowed by this kind of spirit.
After finishing this poem, everyone around them changed their faces, and looked at Zhu Ping'an differently from before. Huiyuan, indeed Huiyuan. (To be continued...)