The people who caused trouble for Yang Ji were not only the descendants of the five surnames and seven sects, but also the descendants of the slaves who had conquered the Northern Qi Dynasty.
During the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Shandong gentry headed by the Five Surnames and Seven Sects met Emperor Xiaowen, who was fully Sinicized. Therefore, they stood at the top of the era. However, during the Heyin Incident, the Xianbei army chiefs represented by Er Zhurong led Shandong in the Northern Wei Dynasty. The gentry were all slaughtered, causing all the famous Shandong gentry families to suffer heavy losses, and their vitality has not recovered to this day. After the split of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the loyal objects of the Shandong gentry were the powerful Eastern Wei and the Northern Qi. After the Northern Zhou Dynasty destroyed the Northern Qi, they built the Sui Dynasty on behalf of the Zhou Dynasty. Yang Jian needed the support of the Guanlong nobles to unify the world and fight against the Turkic Khanate. In addition, he did not trust these old enemies, so naturally he would not reuse the Shandong nobles who regarded the Guanlong nobles as their enemies.
Emperor Yang Jian's distrust and the exclusion and hatred of the Guanlong nobles left the Shandong gentry with no place in the center of the Sui Dynasty. After they lost the power to rule the center, they naturally did not find their own reasons and would only blame Yang Jian and Guanlong. On the heads of nobles. Therefore, at the beginning of the founding of the Sui Dynasty, they adopted "non-violent non-cooperation actions" against the imperial court. On the one hand, they used their influence to encourage the people in their hometown of Northern Qi to disobey the imperial decree and even engage in small rebellions from time to time.
On the other hand, it is to hide the population and defraud the old and the small. In short, it is to encourage the people not to register, not to be official citizens, to be slaves and tenant farmers of famous families, and to be black households that can evade taxes. Or they are registered as official, but young people in their thirties often register themselves as children of four or five years old, or as seventy-year-olds or eighty-year-olds. Why do they do this? Of course they are to avoid taxes.
Because the tax system of the Sui Dynasty was based on Ding, the country gave equal land to the people, and then taxed Ding men and sent them labor. Only after the land was divided, the court would charge rent and payment for male talents, but the old and young did not need to pay rent, payment, or service. As for the black households, you don’t have to pay anything.
Their approach finally made Yang Jian angry. Under Gao Jiong's suggestion, they successively implemented the "big search for appearance" and "registration loss" laws. First, they strictly ordered local officials to conduct a population census, and based on people's appearance, appearance, and characteristics. Check the household registration based on age to check whether people are lying about their age or cheating on their age. If there is any untruth, all officials at the five levels of the General Office/Xingtai Province, prefecture, county, township, and li will be severely punished, and it is stipulated that all relationships between cousins must establish separate household registrations to prevent concealment. This is the "big clue" "Mao Yue", local officials were under pressure at all levels, and no one dared to be careless. In just three years after the founding of the emperor, the number of registered people in the old areas of Northern Qi increased by hundreds of thousands, and a total of 443,000 strong men were found. There are more than 1.64 million people in the country, with a total population of 1.64 million.
But this was not enough. Gao Jiong considered that "there is a fixed score for the human class, and it is collected every year, but there are always many notes. The senior officials are unruly (for personal gain and fraud), the clerk's account is in and out, and there is no fixed registration, so it is difficult to promote the school." In the fifth year of Emperor Kaihuang's reign, Yang Jian petitioned for the promulgation of the "Programs for Losing Citizenship". Yang Jian adopted his suggestion and stipulated that the county magistrate would send out people to check on the fifth day of the first lunar month every year, and order five parties (five hundred families) or three parties (three hundred families) to the people. Households) were grouped into a group, and the households were divided up and down according to the fixed standards, and the precession service and tax payable were newly stipulated and written in a fixed book. Using this method, we continued to dig out hidden black households across the country. Not only did we dig out more people every year, but we also effectively resisted the current situation of the gentry occupying the population, thereby increasing fiscal revenue, strengthening centralization, and laying the foundation for the prosperity of the Sui Dynasty. foundation.
The first to fall under these two policies were the Shandong nobles who had old grievances with the Guanlong nobles. However, the Guanlong nobles could not be happy for long. When the Sui Dynasty unified the world, Yang Jian appointed a large number of Nanchen people as officials, which made these and the People with enemies from the Guanlong nobles came to investigate the old Northern Zhou territories. At the same time, people from Northern Qi who had enemies with Nanchen were sent to the south to do so.
Yang Jian's courage to challenge the family members is unprecedented.
But no matter what, the Guanlong nobles at this time were still very arrogant and arrogant, and they had no temper to suppress the Shandong nobles and the southern nobles. The only thing that made the Shandong nobles and the southern nobles proud was the genealogy that was enough to be collected as an antique. Every time they count a certain senior master, they are countless levels higher than the Guanlong nobles, and they denounce the Guanlong nobles as the nouveau riche who have succeeded in villainy. But in fact, in their hearts, they despise the nouveau riche, but on the other hand, they He was so envious that he knelt down and licked the Guanlong nobles in order to get the status he wanted.
Take the Taiyuan Wang family for example. They are willing to kneel down and lick Li Yuan, and Li Yuan is also happy to do so. However, if they want to take advantage of the Li family and use them as spearmen, the Taiyuan Wang family will think highly of themselves.
There was no way, the status of the Shandong nobles during the Sui Dynasty was so low. Who made them associate with the wrong person, and they were self-righteous and the enemy of the courageous Yang Jian?
Yang Jian did not kill them all, which was benevolent enough.
As for these Shandong nobles who were trying to find a sense of presence in Yang Wenhui, a descendant of the "Daxing Yang Family", they were afraid of causing Yang Lihua's displeasure, and of course they did not dare to "make friends with force", so Wang Sichun bowed towards the Furong Tower due east, and then Of course he said to Yang Ji: "It's not that we don't want to use force to make friends, but today is the princess's birthday. If we use force, wouldn't it ruin the scenery? I have heard that the princess likes elegance. In my opinion, it is better to use literature. It’s good to have friends.”
Yang Ji smiled coldly and directly exposed their intentions: "You have been taught by learned people since childhood, you have been associated with classics and meanings all day long, and you have also been immersed in poetry for more than ten or twenty years. It is expected that my literary attainments are not as good as yours. You want to use your own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses, and then step on my face to feel complacent. Your approach is not only boring and boring, but also shameless. In this case, why not go out of Furong Garden and find Bibi, an illiterate trafficker and lackey ?In this case, it will better show your profound knowledge."
Their confrontation here attracted the attention of the group of people in the pavilion next door. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, people sit in groups. The children of the Guanlong nobles sitting there, but these people have a lower status in the family and cannot enter. The realm of Furong House.
They are no strangers to the descendants of the Shandong gentry, because the Shandong gentry have always regarded themselves as Han orthodox. There is not a Hufu or a Hu stool in their homes. No matter where they are, their clothes, crowns, shoes, and belts are all ancient style, this kind of attire is particularly prominent in the land of Guanzhong.
But they didn't know Yang Ji either. After all, Daxing City was too big, and Yang Ji didn't hang out in the Pingkangfang red-light district where aristocratic children hung out, so it wasn't surprising that they didn't know Yang Ji. At this time, they saw these sons of Shandong nobles surrounding a young man and woman, and they immediately came over to watch.
As soon as these people moved, people from far and near followed curiously.
Wang Sichun was exposed by Yang Ji's words, and he barely concealed his embarrassment and said: "Brother Yang, you are too worried. We just want to share poetry with you. As for the traders and lackeys in Daxing City, hehe, they don't regard poetry as a good thing." Sir, it’s okay not to say anything.”
Yang Ji chuckled and looked at Xiao Ying, whose face was greased and her eyes were as charming as drunkenness: "Yang has beauty on her side, and her beauty is delicious. She doesn't need boring poems and wine to entertain her."
Wang Sichun said displeasedly: "Why are poems and songs so boring?"
Surrounded by dozens of descendants of Guanlong nobles and Shandong gentry, Yang Ji, who had commanded thousands of troops, was not afraid at all. He sat on the bench without any intention of getting up to say hello, just with a smile on his face. He said with a smile: "Zi Sheng Cangjie created the characters just to record events; and the compositions of the pre-Qin sages also recorded the events at that time. After reflection, many thought-provoking thoughts and theories that enlightened the people's wisdom were derived. These are all real. Practical learning and the principles of life have been interpreted, evolved and carried forward by later generations. The learning of saints has affected every family and everyone in every era; thousands of articles on ideological doctrines are composed of words one by one. This That’s where the value of words lies. Ever since the Ci and Han poems came out, words have been ruined by the so-called poets and poets, causing the words created by Zi Sheng to fall into the lower realms. And you’re just reciting poems and composing poems all day long. It’s simply aiding the evildoer.”
"Brother Yang's words are wrong. Poetry is also the study of saints. How can it be said that it has fallen behind the lower level. Wang once wrote a poem about lotuses: 'After grinding all the rice, water lotuses emerge, and they spread out proudly in the wind. The empty branches are not spreading. Qingpengque, eighteen jade pieces of long-lasting love. Brother Yang, don't you think this poem about lotus can add interest to it?"
These wealthy and well-off family members usually had nothing to do and gathered together to study poetry. They were very proud of their profound attainments. Now that they saw Yang Ji's clever refusal, they thought that Yang Ji did not understand poetry and started to shrink back. So Wang Sichun directly read it. On.
However, although these people are good at poetry, they do not have Cao Zhi's ability to compose a poem in seven steps, so Wang Sichun read old works that were carefully considered and revised repeatedly.
"Brother Yang, what do you think of Wang's poem? Please feel free to correct me." Wang Sichun raised his hand.
"Good, very good, very good." Yang Ji finished applauding and said in a completely opposite tone.
Everyone could tell that Yang Ji was disapproving and had completely opposite meanings, and Wang Sichun was no exception. He asked with a dark face: "But I don't know what Brother Yang thinks is good about it?"
Yang Ji looked at Wang Sichun, who was as arrogant as a big rooster, and said seriously: "As long as you are happy."
As soon as these words came out, laughter broke out everywhere.
This is not a strong insult, but it is extremely hurtful. It is countless times more hurtful than directly saying that Wang Sichun's poems are not good.
Amidst the laughter of everyone, Wang Sichun's pupils were filled with blood in an instant, and his blood vessels almost burst with anger! But he didn’t dare to rush up and teach this bastard a lesson. He wasn’t stupid, and he didn’t have any weapons. However, the other party had already taken the surprisingly big broad sword in his hand and was playing with it. If he really picked up his fist and went up to fight, he would definitely be the unlucky one. .
Behind the crowd, Yang Lihua and Pei Shuying had been here for a long time. They happened to hear Yang Ji's last two sentences, which made Pei Shuying couldn't help but cover her mouth in laughter. This sentence, "As long as you are happy," is the same as what she said to Gao Ling, "Thank you for not marrying me." "The grace of "has different approaches but the same effect.
Yang Lihua, who was wearing a curtain, looked at Yang Ji who was playing with the sword and frowned inadvertently. She began to feel a little worried.
"Brother Yang, you're polite!" Cui Gu of Qinghe didn't mean to reject Yang Ji, but Yang Ji's disdain for poetry made him feel unhappy. He cupped his hands and said, "The battle of Datong City between the Sui Dynasty and the Turks made Cui quite unhappy. Feeling, now everyone talks about the heroic deeds of Datong City, but what I see are the numerous bones inside and outside the city. I once wrote a poem and asked Brother Yang to appreciate it!"
He pondered for a while, then slowly said: "It was a bloody battle just for the wall, so why not let him be three feet tall? The Great Wall is still there today, but Qin Shihuang is nowhere to be seen."
Everyone was shocked. Although poetry was just for entertainment and the Sui Dynasty did not judge crimes based on speech, Cui Gu's poem not only denied the merits of the Sui soldiers, but actually asked the Sui Dynasty to make the Turks "three feet" ?
Although my original intention was to pity the soldiers and civilians of the Sui Dynasty who died in battle, was this a bit too much?
If the Sui soldiers really gave up the "three feet" of the Turkic city wall, the consequences would be disastrous. To put it more seriously, they would be betraying their country for glory and survival.
"Isn't this poem inappropriate?" Yang Ji glanced at Cui Gu coldly: "Datong City is the first and last line of defense in Ganzhou. Once this city falls into the hands of the Turks, Ganzhou and Guazhou will be destroyed." , Liangzhou had no danger to defend, and at least it was killed by hundreds of thousands of Turkic cavalry, leaving corpses strewn across the fields and rivers of blood; more seriously, the Turks and Tuyuhun were united into one, causing the northern, northwest, and western parts of the Sui Dynasty to suffer long-term attacks from the Turks and Tuyuhun. Harassment. But you advocate the idea of retreat, and even satirize and deny the soldiers and civilians who sacrificed their lives for the Sui Dynasty. The Northern Qi Dynasty deserves to be destroyed if people like you are valued. If people like you become high-ranking officials, it will be a disaster for the Sui Dynasty. .”
After Cui Gu heard Yang Ji's words, he smiled contemptuously: "It's your business to listen or not. It's my right to say it or not."
Yang Ji somewhat understood the feelings of Ge Shuhan who was slandered by Li Bai. In order to win the strategic high ground of Shibao City, Ge Shuhan did not hesitate to sacrifice his life. However, in Li Bai's writing, he became "You can't imitate Ge Shu and run rampant in Qinghai." Wear a knife at night and slaughter the stone fort in the west to get the purple robe."
This is not a nice thing to say, but it means that Ge Shuhan sent countless Tang Army soldiers to die for his own selfish purposes.
Yang Ji didn't know how Ge Shuhan felt when he heard that poem, but at this moment, he really wanted to kill someone.
The pens and mouths of literati are sometimes really abominable. They do not ask the truth of the matter or consider the foresight of those in power. They will only speak and write rashly according to their own preferences, without thinking about their own affairs at all. How much trouble a pen or a poem can cause to heroes, leading to some heroes being so blackmailed that they cannot see anyone.
But trolls like Li Bai are not aware of the harm they have caused to others. They just catch someone and spray them to death.
Yang Ji took a deep breath, resisted the urge to kill, and asked Cui Gu, "How long did it take you to write this poem?"
Cui Gu was stunned, no one had ever asked him this question, but after thinking about it, he still said very frankly: "When Cui wrote this poem, it took him more than half an hour. Later, he carefully considered every word and sentence, and changed it one after another. Some words took half a month to write."
Yang Ji shook his head and sneered: "I am from the Cui family of Qinghe, and my living and learning conditions are countless times higher than others. I have no worries about food and clothing. I have been taught by famous teachers since then. But it still takes half a month to write a poem." . If you spend this half month doing real things, you can definitely do a lot of things that benefit the people. However, you don’t want to make progress and spend your good time on small things. It’s such a waste of time and people. regret!"
Cui Gu didn't expect that Yang Ji would act like an elder, lectured him arrogantly, and said angrily: "That's nonsense! Confucius once said: 'If you don't learn poetry, you can't speak; if you don't learn etiquette, you can't speak. To establish'. Cui writes poems carefully and thoughtfully, which is a responsibility and an attitude. Who said it is a wasted time?"
"That's what I said!" Yang Ji slapped the railing fiercely, stood up suddenly and said, "I said you wasted your life in this life, you wasted your time in this life, and you..." Yang Ji pointed his sword at Wang Sichun, "You can never step on this road in your life. Even if you are halfway through your official career, even gods can’t save you.”
Wang Sichun said disdainfully: "Why?"
"Why?" Yang Jitu said daggers: "I am Yang Ji and Yang Wenhui, descendants of the Yang family in Daxing."
"Yang Ji?..." Wang Sichun, Cui Gu and others all had horrified looks on their faces.
They didn't know what the Daxing Yang family was, nor what Yang Wenhui was, but the name "Yang Ji" had long been famous all over the world. Of course they knew it. Now, comparing them one by one, they finally understood the so-called "Daxing Yang family". "They are clearly the royal family of the Sui Dynasty.
No matter what happened in the past or in the future, for now, the "Daxing Yang Family" is the exclusive family clan, let alone one or two family clans, it is the three major political interest alliances of the Guanlong nobles, the Shandong nobles, and the southern nobles. , are all intimidated and shy away from others.
Although the five surnames and seven sects are exposed to the outside world as a whole, the competition among the seven sects is quite fierce, otherwise the Taiyuan Wang family would not cling to Li Yuan, a "broken household" attached to the Longxi Li family; and the various branches within the sect also have undercurrents Surging, as long as what happened today is revealed, other branches will definitely take the opportunity to suppress them.
The key is that they have angered Yang Ji, who has great military achievements, and there is also the "anti-poetry" and traitorous poem as evidence. The family may have the intention to kill them, so how can they still recommend them?
The consequences were more serious than they imagined. Each of them was so frightened that their faces turned pale. How could they still have the arrogance they had just now?
"There are also Xingyang Zheng Yuanxun, Boling Cui Hao, Fan Yang Lu Mingyue, Fan Yang Lu Mingliang, Fan Yang Lu Mingxing, Fan Yang Lu Mingchen!" Yang Ji glanced at the six people with earth-colored faces, and said coldly: "I have given you a chance. I have said all my good words and made it clear that I can’t write poetry. However, instead of retreating, you are aggressive and force me to write poetry. Since you like to commit suicide so much, let’s waste your time together and don’t enter the Sui Dynasty official career in the future. ”
Yang Ji naturally knew that the Guanlong aristocratic clans, the five surnames and seven clans, and the southern gentry were full of internal conflicts. The leaders of each clan wanted to be the "prince" of their clan. The intensity of the secret fight was not much lower than that of the princes competing for the heir apparent.
It didn't matter that these people offended him, but the key point was that the poem advocating appeasement policy and satirizing the military and civilians made him extremely unhappy, but he couldn't kill people, so he took advantage of their internal conflicts to create opportunities for the opposition, and ultimately achieved the purpose of killing people with a borrowed knife.
To kill someone, you don't necessarily have to do it yourself; the best strategy is to use your strength and take advantage of the situation to kill the enemy.
"Poetry is just a way to cultivate sentiments. It can help you enjoy traveling, drinking, and having fun. Its role is nothing more than that. It does not help the country or the people at all. When you chew words and carefully consider each sentence, you will know that I have already served the court and the country. , How many things have you done for the people of the world?"
Yang Ji looked disdainfully at these Shandong scholars who bullied good and feared evil, and continued: "Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and songs are just pastimes for the warriors after they return in triumph and the literati benefit the country and the people. Who is the wise king in the past? Can a country be strengthened by poetry? Who of the famous ministers and marshals of the past dynasties have made great achievements with poetry? Who of the good local officials have helped the people to eat and clothe themselves with poetry? Instead of court officials, they are your elders. Who would waste half a month on useless poetry? middle?"
Speaking of this as if lecturing a grandson, Yang Ji specifically said to Cui Gu: "For the great rivers and mountains of the Sui Dynasty, countless heroes and warriors threw their heads and shed blood on the battlefield, and countless heroic souls were buried on the vast land. It can be said that It's an inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood, a pinch of hot soil, and a pinch of soul. And you, a coward, actually come to him so lightly as to say, "It's not a big deal to give him three feet"? Go back and tell your 'master' that although the territory of the Sui Dynasty is large, not even an inch is extra."
These words resonated with many noble children of Guanlong, and they all supported Yang Ji.
"It's a good saying, 'Although the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty is large, not an inch is redundant'. In order to defend an inch of territory, what does it matter to me, the Great Sui Erlang, even if I have an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood?"
"Yes, I also think that a real man should either perform meritorious service on the battlefield, or take charge of the government and benefit the people. Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poems and songs are just things for dispatch. In fact, they have no use. If you devote all your energy to this, then you are not doing your real job. ”
"..."
The Shandong gentry, represented by the Five Surnames and Seven Sects, advocated Confucianism and always regarded themselves as pure people. Naturally, they were very outstanding in culture and education.
The Guanlong nobles have been living in the midst of wars and divisions. In order to survive, the Guanlong nobles only respected military affairs and despised Confucianism. Although they all had certain attainments in reading and poetry, their overall level was far inferior to that of the other nobles. Shandong gentry.
In addition, the Guanlong nobles advocated force and had the same views on poetry as Yang Ji. They usually competed openly and covertly with the Shandong gentry disciples in Daxing City, but they couldn't defeat them. They often took action, but after all, they were defeated by the inferiors. , won the fight, but lost the argument. At this time, Yang Ji came forward and trained the children of the "subjugated slaves" like grandsons. They all excitedly ran out to help and beat up the drowned dogs.
But those Shandong scholars who were not banned by Yang Ji were also very smart and showed verbal counterattacks.
In an instant, the scene turned into a war of words between the sons of the Guanlong nobles and the sons of the Shandong gentry. Both sides pointed fingers and cursed until their faces turned red and their necks were thick. The polite and gentle demeanor they had maintained for most of the day was wiped out.
Everyone’s true nature is revealed.
On the contrary, Yang Ji became an outsider, hiding aside with Xiao Ying, drinking and watching the battle with relish.
Yang Lihua, who was also watching the battle, couldn't help but said: "This vajra slave is so good at causing trouble."
Pei Shuying saw Guan Long and the Shandong disciples arguing and swearing, and it was about to turn into a fight. She couldn't bear to blink. She heard the words and said with a smile: "Princess, the ones causing trouble are those King Lu Zheng and Cui. And it was their aggressiveness that angered King Wei. As for King Wei who was forced to fight back, every word he said made sense."
Yang Lihua glanced at Pei Shuying in surprise. Although this girl was gentle and kind, she was also very independent and calm. It was not easy to make her lively. Now this girl actually looked at the rogue and bully Yang Ji in a different light. It's really weird.
Although Yang Lihua has rich experience, there are still many things in the world that she cannot figure out. For example, things like eye rims are things that she, a "giant baby", cannot understand.
Just when Yang Lihua was about to send someone to stop her, Yang Ji banged the pavilion pillar with his sword scabbard. Seeing everyone looking over, he said, "Today is Princess Leping's birthday. It's enough for everyone."
"Yes!" Everyone agreed obediently.
Yang Ji's right hand holding the fan shook, and with a "swish" sound, the fan opened instantly.
With the opening and waving of the folding fan, Yang Ji's temperament in everyone's eyes changed.
Before, he was lazy and cunning.
But at this time, he was fresh and refined, rich and handsome, and exuded a rich and unrestrained air. The image of a handsome young man in troubled times violently hit the hearts of the women present.
A weird fan!
It actually has the charm of changing a person's temperament?
In the past, they thought that men, whether they were using round fans or palace fans, were sissies, and brown fans were too old-fashioned, so when young men went out, no matter how hot the weather was, they didn’t have one to call their own. fan.
But now——
Yang Ji's weird fan made them feel that they had found the right fan for them.
"Your Majesty, what is the name of this fan?" someone asked.
"Folding fan!" Yang Ji fanned it coquettishly a few times, and then like an autumn official, he easily closed it with one hand and said: "When it is opened, the general can carry millions of troops and kill the enemies and invaders; when it is folded, it is the civil servants and officials who govern the world. , so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment; a folding fan represents a family, and what is unfolded is the husband's majestic pride, and what is folded is the wife's sleepless love; a folding fan is the two emotions of a warrior, and when it is unfolded, it is a bloody battlefield, The pride that spans thousands of miles, when folded, is to caress the corpses of comrades and cry in mourning..."
After Yang Ji finished speaking, he took Xiao Ying out and recited one sentence step by step, and two five-character poems blurted out:
"The beacon light shines on Xijing, and I feel uneasy in my heart.
Yazhang bid farewell to Fengque, and the iron cavalry circled Dragon City.
The flags and paintings are hidden in the snow, and the wind is full of sounds of drums.
It is better to be a centurion than a scholar. "
"It snows in the mountains in May, but there are no flowers, only cold.
I hear broken willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery.
Fight with the golden drum at dawn, sleep with the jade saddle in your arms at night.
I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan. "
Quiet, very quiet.
Listening to these two poems, everyone was dumbfounded.
The previous verse and the last line "It's better to be a centurion than a scholar" not only show contempt for the children of Shandong gentry, but also advise everyone: A man would rather be a centurion than learn these things behind closed doors. Polishing the useless poems; the latter one shows the heroic ambition of the Sui soldiers to serve the country in a difficult environment, as well as the indomitable fighting spirit, which is also related to Yang Ji's experience of leading his army to raid the Great Lakes region Very consistent.
It is not easy to compose a poem in such a short period of time, and it is even more difficult to compose a masterpiece. However, Yang Ji has repeatedly shown his disdain for poetry before, and it is obvious that he did not expend any effort on it. Then he Composing two masterpieces in one go is a testament to his skill and talent.
Some of them also witnessed Yang Ji's performance at Fengming Tower, but the light was not good at night and the distance was far away, so they could not see his face clearly. Although there was a fierce and epic pipa song "Ambush from Flying Daggers", And a long and short sentence, but the former is music, while the latter is almost obscene/poetry-like, so everyone thinks that Yang Ji has not achieved anything in poetry, so he shirks it when provocative by the Shandong nobles; but now he writes casually The release of two classic masterpieces that are relatively suitable for the occasion shows that the obscene/poetic long and short sentences are just a joke, and the previous refusal to write poetry was not a show of pretense, but a genuine contempt for poetry.
This strong contrast between the attitude towards poetry and outstanding achievements is the most amazing and shocking.
Pei Shuying's eyes suddenly flashed with wonder, and she said to Yang Lihua: "Princess, it's really unexpected that King Wei has such profound attainments in poetry."
Yang Lihua was not interested and said unsurprisingly: "He has been like this since he was a child. He can speak out a lot of good sentences casually, but he is too lazy and too immoral."
"Lazy? Unserious?" Pei Shuying became even more curious.
"Yes." Yang Lihua said regretfully: "The reason for laziness is that after he said a certain good sentence, if someone interrupted him, he would never finish it again, and he would blame everyone for the murder. When I finally asked him, He had forgotten what he had said in the past few days. He didn’t put his mind on it at all, he only focused on fighting and fighting, and these two complete poems are quite rare poems.”
"As for being unruly, on the one hand, he likes to misinterpret ancient texts in weird and frivolous ways. Many sentences that are highly praised by people will completely change when they come into his mouth. Sometimes even the great scholars and masters in the palace are attracted by him. He went astray, and even agreed with his fallacies. The most typical one is 'A gentleman hides his weapons...' Cough!" Yang Lihua coughed dryly, ignored it, and then continued under Pei Shuying's questioning eyes: "Another On the one hand, he likes to write crooked poems, such as 'Spring Dawn'."
Pei Shuying, who was still wondering what the misinterpretation of "A gentleman hides his treasures in his body" means, heard the title of the poem and couldn't help but said: "The title of the poem is very good and has a lot of artistic conception."
"The title of the poem is good, but the verses are not necessarily good." Yang Lihua couldn't help laughing as she recited: "I don't know the dawn of spring sleep, mosquito bites are everywhere; a slap in the face, I don't know how many people will die."
"Pfft!"
After hearing such a poem, Pei Shuying laughed out loud.
Yang Lihua seemed to be interested, and smiled and shared interesting things about her family with her friends who had forgotten the past: "Another time, my mother-in-law was angry with Aye. Aye was very anxious, but there was nothing he could do. So Vajra Nu gave him an idea. , and wrote a long and short poem called "Wo Chun", and asked Aye to read it to his mother-in-law. In fact, the homonym of the poem's title is "I am stupid", and the poem keeps saying that he is a big stupid donkey; Aye was superficially I was deceived by the words on it, and I didn’t realize the hidden meaning behind the words at all. But people who have never seen the words can hear it clearly and clearly. After listening to it once, my mother was out of breath laughing. Angry... Ah Ye didn’t know why Grandma was laughing, so he read it to Ah? again. After listening to Ah?, he realized that he was scolding himself."
"Then what?"
"Ah? He was beaten up."
"..."
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