At the banquet, everyone talked loudly, drank a lot, and the topics started to widen. Some people talked about the current problem of "Southern Japanese and Northern Japanese", and everyone rushed to offer advice and suggestions for the country.
The southern Japanese and northern invaders were the two major foreign invasions that the Ming Dynasty had to face since its establishment. In the Ming Dynasty, external threats mainly came from nomadic peoples such as the Mongolian Tatars and Oara tribes in the north, and Japanese pirates along the southeastern coast. At that time, it was 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 were selling horses and herding cattle, and the barbarians on the island, we might not be 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 chieftains with long tassels and return." A drunk man said coaxingly as he slapped the table with his tongue.
How many scholars have the dream of being a wolf and living in Xu, and 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's words came out, a group of people cheered.
"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 drink too much, 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, there are many people who gather for romance, like us, who take matters of family and country as their own responsibility. The poems and songs at gatherings have always been about romance, why don't we compose a poem with the title of Iron Horse War, as a souvenir, and in the future It might also inspire us to devote ourselves to our country and our country until death." When the conversation was in full swing, Luo Longwen stood up and suggested.
Then he got unanimous approval from everyone.
When Zhu Ping'an was nibbling the shark's fin on the plate, he heard everyone suggesting composing a poem, and his chewing movements paused slightly. How come every banquet is indispensable for composing poems! What a bloody mess! But seeing Comrade Ouyang's excitement, we knew that Luo Longwen's proposal had long been in their plans. Comrade Ouyang must have written several good poems long ago.
Yes, after all, it is one of the themes of today’s banquet. It is to make Comrade Ouyang famous.
In response, Zhu Ping'an just paused slightly, 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. Then just do your duty and leave the limelight to Comrade Ouyang, who has been prepared for it for a long time.
Comrade Ouyang did not disappoint Zhu Pingan, let alone Yan Shifan and others.
In the beginning, two people took the lead in writing poems, but they were not very good. Maybe it's because I'm used to being romantic, or maybe it's intentional. Anyway, the poems are just like that and very ordinary.
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, so he got up and wrote a poem out of desperation:
"Out of the Barrier"
The white armor is stained with frost and the weather is cold. Hu Feng continues to meet 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 Pingan appreciated this poem by Comrade Ouyang while chewing it. The full text of the poem has sonorous rhyme and powerful momentum, which is quite reminiscent of the frontier fortress poetry of the Tang Dynasty.
The soldiers' armors were all covered with frost, but the soldiers still braved the frosty cold to travel outside the fortress. The aliens on the northeastern border invaded the border, and the alarm smoke was lit one by one on the continuous beacon towers, all the way to the capital. When Yuan Mei was traveling, it was just dawn, and a cold moon hanging in the west hung diagonally above the city. After dawn, a fierce battle will break out on the front line again. The soldiers guarding the border had not yet taken off their clothes and their horses had not yet taken off their saddles. Are they anxiously waiting for the capital's decision, or are they missing their families in the capital.
No matter how you look at it, this poem by Comrade Ouyang is a superior work, especially when set against the humble works of the two previous people. It's like standing out from the crowd.
I have to say that this little comrade Ouyang is still very good, no matter how long he has been preparing 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 "Out of the Barrier", even those who were dissatisfied with Yan Shifan. I also admire Comrade Ouyang's song "Out of the Barrier".
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 have already bent their bows to shoot the eagles.
In the past, Jincheng was used to hoard the country, but now it is facing the sea to kill Japanese bandits.
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 demonstrates the power of the military and the general's power. In the poem, the eagle-shooting children refer to the northern captives, because the northern captives often brag that their children can shoot eagles with bows, and the Japanese pirates refer to the Japanese pirates. Kill the northern captives and the southern Japanese, which connects the whole poem with the topic just now. together.
I wrote two poems in one breath, and the level was so high, so naturally everyone was full of praise. For a time, Comrade Ouyang's reputation spread at 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 was about to kill his horse, several people were really shrouded in 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?". Compared with the poem of Comrade Ouyang, there is still some gap.
Zhu Ping'an just watched the crowd silently, you sing and then I go on stage, 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? Listen carefully to Pingan." Zhu Pingan raised his head and smiled, showing his standard eight teeth.
"Listen carefully? I just saw you eating carefully..." Luo Longwen laughed and said, "You can do two things with one mind. If the army is marching and strategizing, it can be as multi-purpose as you, wouldn't it? It's like talking on paper and being defeated by the enemy, it 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 Yuan Lang? Why don't you also take the lead and have a look." Someone looked at Zhu Pingan 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 received a unanimous response from 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 will turn me from a stepping stone to a stumbling block. I didn’t want to pretend to be bad, but...you guys forced me to do this. I don’t cause trouble, but I’m not afraid of it. 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 do you feel about being beheaded today? Serving the country is difficult and involves many battles.
Go to Quantai to recruit old troops, and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners.
This is one of the three chapters of Commander Chen's Meiling, but Zhu Ping'an used it here.
How do you feel about being beheaded today? Didn't you just say that I am only half-hearted 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 am not afraid of death. Life is only once. When facing beheading, anyone will have some thoughts immediately pouring into their mind. At this moment, what do I think of? To serve the country with loyalty, even if I die, I must summon my old troops to kill Yama. The question and answer were frank and bright, 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.
Go to Quantai to recruit 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 are overshadowed by this kind of courage.
After writing this poem, everyone around him changed his face, and looked at Zhu Ping'an differently from before. Huiyuan, indeed Huiyuan. (To be continued.)
