Chapter 254: Saving the common people in a shocking sea
Mr. Yao Qianzhi shook his hand violently, and a drop of ink as big as a bean fell heavily on the snowy gold-sprinkled rice paper.
But a gentleman says that a horse is hard to catch, so he was so aggressive that he asked Jia Lian to write a poem, thinking that he could not resist him. In the end, he would only admit that he was incompetent, which could be regarded as winning back a victory for the official who was born in Kejia.
Who would have expected that this young man would be able to take action and stab his own "weak spot" with a knife?
"Even if the article shocks the world, it will only save the people on paper?"
Alas - ask yourself, what is the purpose of being so knowledgeable and having written all the articles in the world?
The young Jia Lian gave the answer directly in the poem:
Common people! Common people! Common people!
Common people are all people!
No matter how many poems you write or how many articles you write, shouldn’t it all come down to “how many things you have done for the people of the world” in the end?
At that time, I had also come from his age. At that time, I was very high-spirited, read countless poems, and said countless principles of "ordering the family to govern the country and bring peace to the world", but what happened later?
Make a fuss!
Just make interesting articles!
In order to be promoted and receive awards, how many beautiful articles have you written and presented to your immediate boss?
In order to win against your colleagues, how many good or bad tricks have you written in front of and behind others?
I wrote a good calligraphy, made a bunch of good poems, sang countless hymns, and said countless truths, but in the end? Is it true that as this young man said, his talents have only been exhausted in this precious thing?
Sprinkled gold on rice paper?
Where are the common people? Where are all the people?
What I have always been proud of is that I am a good official who has never been corrupt, but one of Jia Lian's poems is like an enlightenment and ice water showering my head:
Is he a "good official" who can be proud of his whole life if he is not corrupt? How much thought do you have and how much time do you spend on what you want to do for the people of the world?
Just now I was brazen enough to say that "poetry expresses aspirations and words express emotions". Didn't my ambition to serve the world now only consist of lakes, mountains, setting clouds and setting sun?
It turns out that I am really decadent and old.
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The slump in his head made Yao Qianzhi sway, almost unsteady:
"I am just yesterday's flower, not as good as the newcomer.
As we age, we are no longer useful."
Jia Lian hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man who shook his head and sighed:
"Mr. Yao, this junior also has a poem. Can you please record it for me?"
Yao Qianzhi looked ashamed, and he didn't know how serious a blow this young man's next poem would bring to his heart, but he still said:
"You might as well read it."
Jia Lian said in a deep voice:
"The sun is setting in the day when I am about to leave, and I sing my whip and point to the east to reach the end of the world.
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers."
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Not only did this young man speak well, but he immediately promoted himself to a higher level. At the same time, he also implicitly expressed his desire to "protect" himself.
Yao Qianzhi was stunned for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh, raised his thumb and praised loudly:
"Oh! Such a literary thought, such talent, such a mind!
I am amazed! I am amazed!"
Although Luan Lin was not as knowledgeable as Yao Qianzhi, and his qualifications were slightly lower when he was in the court, he was much more pragmatic than the old number one scholar Yao Qianzhi when he was co-managing military aircraft and advising on government affairs.
He originally didn't care whether Jia Lian was educated or not. He only heard about what he did in Yangzhou and already had a good impression of this bold and shrewd young man.
At this time, listening to the two poems read by Jia Lian, I was quite satisfied with my taste. I clapped my hands and said with a smile:
"Mr. Shuyou really knows people with his big eyes! This little friend is interesting, very interesting!"
Yao Qianzhi lowered his head and read it twice:
"Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers."
Suddenly he rushed to the table, holding the pen in his hand, and wrote the two poems that Jia Lian had just read on the rice paper that had just been dripped with ink. The writing was so hearty and vivid that it had never been seen before.
Mr. Shuyou looked at Yao Qianzhi as agile as a flying dragon, with desolate ink marks in his handsomeness, and praised him repeatedly:
"Oh my, it's been a long time since I've seen brother Ting Yi's writings so full and full of charm!
This calligraphy must be a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation."
Yao Qian finished in one breath. After writing the last stroke, he used up all his strength and threw the pen away.
His body softened and he fell down on a chair nearby, waving his hands and saying:
"It's closed! It's closed!
From now on, I will never write again, and I will never be able to write anything better than this."
Luan Lin laughed and said:
"Bring the wine quickly!
If you don’t drink at this time, all the wine you drink in this life will be in vain!”
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The three of them raised their glasses and drank heavily.
Yao Qianzhi said with a little regret:
"Young friend Yongbi has lofty ambitions and has such extraordinary talents. If he was willing to take the imperial examination and become an official, wouldn't it be logical to change his name?
Nowadays, from being a donor to becoming an official, I have always had a reputation as a 'different path'. It is inevitable that there are many taboos when getting promoted, which is a pity."
Jia Lian has long heard that compared with officials from Zhengtu Kejia, officials from Zhanna can only reach the third rank, and are not allowed to serve in the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Rites, or to hold teaching positions.
For example, in the post of magistrate that I hold now, according to the normal practice, the officials who donate can only serve in dangerous, remote, complex, tiring, and difficult places. A complicated position with heavy responsibilities like Shuntian Prefecture should not fall on me.
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But he is Jia Lian after rebirth, and he knows that he has twenty lifetimes of wealth, and things like "breaking the rules" will definitely happen to him again and again in the future.
So Jia Lian smiled and said:
"It is gold that shines wherever it goes.
I was unable to take part in the imperial examination and focused on studying miscellaneous studies. However, I was able to realize some truths and learn some skills to benefit the people of the world.
Come to think of it, it should be regarded as ‘saving the country through curves’.”
Before Yao Qianzhi could speak, Mr. Shuyou asked first:
"I wonder what benefits Yongbi wants to bring to the people of the world? How to persuade farmers and mulberry trees? What kind of benevolent policies should be implemented?"
Jia Lian frowned and said:
"Encouraging teachers to teach farmers and mulberry trees and spreading benevolent policies only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.
From ancient times to the present, no dynasty can maintain long-term peace and stability.
As glorious as the Tang Dynasty, many people who were born in the Zhenguan period did not expect to die in the Anshi Rebellion.
The rise and fall of every dynasty is the process of a ruling system from its inception to its demise, just like life and death, without exception.
But the reason why no one in the dynasty was spared is because their privileged class will continue to expand, and sooner or later it will expand to the point where they take the "suffering of the common people" as a matter of course, until the common people in the world are overwhelmed and unable to survive. A centipede will never die. In a huge country like China, where the people are kind, hard-working and obedient, as long as there is no uncontrollable privileged class, any invasion of aliens or natural disasters will not harm the foundation.
As long as people can live and work in peace and contentment, it is natural to do something big.
In my humble opinion, as long as we conscientiously manage all the privileged classes and rely on the hard work and kindness of our people, the country will naturally prosper. There is no need to pretend to be the people's 'parents' every day and teach them around like sons and grandsons.
Of course, we should not use the common people as cattle, horses, pigs and sheep to be driven and slaughtered at will."
When Jia Lian finished speaking, Mr. Shuyou had already applauded:
"Listening to your words is better than ten years of reading."
Luan Lin patted Jia Lian on the shoulder and said:
"Extraordinary knowledge! I will become a great person in the future, and I would like to have a 'friend whom I have never forgotten' like you!"
Yao Qianzhi bowed his head in silence for a while, then suddenly stood up and strode over. He picked up the wine bottle, poured a full glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, then put the glass on the table.
He made a big move and said solemnly:
"I must submit this recommendation!
Young friend Yongbi is such a capable minister in governing the world. We cannot let the country fail because he did not participate in the imperial examination."