The smoke rises and the country looks north
The dragon flag rolls, the horse neighs, the sword air is like frost
My heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River
Who can resist in twenty years...
When Chen Zilong and others were struggling with good poetry, a soaring singing voice shocked them inside and out.
When he looked closely, he noticed a large group of soldiers coming towards him.
These soldiers lined up neatly, and even the feet they moved were exactly the same.
They sang loudly as they walked. The singing was something Chen Zilong and others had never heard before.
But just listening to the lyrics, they immediately understood the meaning.
Especially the last sentence, "The great China wants to congratulate all parties..." made their blood boil with enthusiasm and their depression disappear.
"This...what kind of music is this?"
Xu Erjue really knew because he had been shocked before.
"Zhongheng said that this is called a military song."
Xia Yunyi high-fived and praised.
"These voices are heroic and generous, and the hearts of the world are all in them. If all the warriors in the world are like this, why worry that the Eastern captives will not be destroyed and the world will be unrest?"
In this era, poetry, lyrics, and music are basically independent of each other. Literati who understand poetry must have high attainments in folk art.
Song Zhengyu became interested in exploring.
"The singing method of this piece is very strange, but it is simpler than singing. Although the technique seems to be insufficient, the effect of expressing one's feelings is far beyond that of singing."
Everyone said yes, and their attention couldn't help but be attracted by the soldiers coming towards them.
But Xu Erjue quickly called out: "Everyone, give way quickly."
Yang Tingshu asked strangely: "Why let him?"
Xu Erjue explained: "Zhongheng has rules. The army must give way when marching. If there is any violation, he will be severely punished."
Wan Shouqi smiled proudly.
"Haha, we are not his soldiers, so naturally we don't need to abide by his rules."
Xu Erjue looked over leisurely.
"The last one did this, the body probably hasn't cooled down yet."
Everyone was shocked and all obeyed.
In fact, it was impossible not to give in. The sound of uniform footsteps was too shocking to people. It is difficult for these weak scholars to win over them.
Walking at the end of the group of soldiers, there were two soldiers who were discussing something in low voices, so Xu Erjue, Chen Zilong and others were not seen.
But seeing the appearance of these two people, everyone was stunned.
Of these two soldiers, one is one-armed. The other one is even more exaggerated and is actually a woman.
Xu Erjue was not surprised and said hello.
"Taichong, Minister Wang!"
The one-armed soldier heard the sound and looked over, it was Huang Zongxi. The person talking to him was Wang Xiuqin.
Chen Zilong and others originally thought that the woman was wearing a military robe because she was afraid of some lewdness. However, when the woman looked up and saw people like them, she was so generous and did not hide away.
After Xu Erjue greeted him, the woman even raised her hands to her eyebrows, returning a strange courtesy.
Huang Zongxi looked over and found that Chen Zilong and others looked strange, so he asked: "What are you..."
Xu Erjue introduced enthusiastically.
"If people want to read my ancestor's manuscripts, I will take them to the library."
However, when Chen Zilong and others learned Huang Zongxi's identity, they were so excited that they gathered around him.
"Years ago, I heard that Brother Huang acupunctured Xu Xianchun, and we all admired him very much. If all the scholars in the world are like Brother Huang, why worry about the unrest in the court?"
Huang Zongxi didn't have any special feelings about these young leaders in the south of the Yangtze River.
"In the entanglement of interests in the court, you can't make a difference just by relying on passion and moral criticism. Young people, I would like to give you a piece of advice. It is best not to enter the court in this life. It is nothing if you can do nothing. I am afraid that you will live in the same world. Stained with depravity.”
After speaking, he did not stop. After signaling to a few people, he went away with Wang Xiuqin.
Chen Zilong and others had long been famous in Jiangnan, so they were inevitably angry when they saw Huang Zongxi being so cold.
"Anong Huang and Bai were originally members of our generation, respected by scholars. Unexpectedly, his son is so aloof and arrogant that he disdains being associated with us."
Seeing that they had misunderstood, Xu Erjue said quickly: "Taichong is busy with military affairs now, and he has no skills at all. He never likes empty talk. This is not deliberately disrespectful."
"Military affairs?"
Yang Tingshu muttered for a while before remembering that Huang Zongxi was wearing a military uniform.
This puzzled him even more.
"The origins of Huang Bai'an's family education, the literary talent of Huang Huimu (Huang Zongyan) and Huang Zewang (Huang Zonghui), we have long heard about it when we were in Jiangnan. Why did such a great talent fall down and do what a martial artist did?"
He didn't mean to mention it, but it made Xu Erjue frown.
"During the Battle of Qingshui Pass, Taichong was in the army. Even with his arm broken, he killed eight Tatars with his own hands. Everyone, when it comes to saving the world, Taichong is far ahead of me."
Chen Zilong and others were shocked to hear that Huang Zongxi, a scholar, actually fought against Hou Jin himself and killed eight of them.
Yang Tingshu's face suddenly turned red and ashamed.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly ran towards Huang Zongxi who was walking away. After catching up, I didn't know what he said. I just saw him bowing repeatedly, which caught Huang Zongxi off guard.
After a while, Yang Tingshu came back satisfied, his face glowing red.
"Everyone, today you will know what the grace of a celebrity is. We have always prided ourselves on being romantic, but when compared with Huang Taichong, it is like the light of a firefly compared to the brightness of the bright moon."
If it were normal, these people would not feel inferior at all.
Especially Chen Zilong, he was even more arrogant.
In the first year of Chongzhen, Chen Zilong and the famous scholar Ai Nanying had a debate in Wang Shizhen's Danyuan Garden. Because Ai Nanying accused him of being young and ignorant, Chen Zilong actually took action directly.
He is very good at physical persuasion.
But compared with Huang Zongxi, who inherited Huang Zunsu's ambition, beat eunuchs, and went into battle to kill enemies, no matter how proud they were, they knew they were far inferior.
For a moment, several scholars looked at Huang Zongxi who was almost out of sight, and they all wanted to pay him a visit later.
Li Wen thought of something and asked: "Who is the woman next to Huang Taichong? Why is she also wearing warrior clothes? This goes against the rules..."
Xu Erjue was startled and said quickly: "Shu Zhang can't talk nonsense."
He also carefully looked around to make sure that he would not be overheard, and then said: "This place is different from other places. Women here are just like men. They can join the army or become officials. The woman just now is Zhongheng Senior officials in the military. Anyone who dares to be disrespectful will be severely punished."
But his words made several scholars unable to bear it.
Chen Zilong even snorted: "Is this really true? There are differences between men and women. This is what the sages said. But that General Zuo allowed a woman to appear in public, how could he behave like this?"
Xu Erjue was unhappy again.
But before he could say anything, a girl's voice came from beside him.
"What's wrong with women? You guys are like little chickens, gibbering here, looking for a beating, right?"
Everyone looked around and saw another little girl in military uniform. He was very young, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and was surrounded by a group of soldiers.
Song Zhengyu instantly thought of some evil scenes and couldn't help showing contempt.
"Hmph, Si Chen, the hen, is the only source of family. Just..."
The girl raised her eyebrows coldly and shouted: "Speak humanly."
Song Zhengyu couldn't hold his breath until he died, and he became even more angry.
"As the saying goes, men are at home and men are at home. Men and women are different. This has been taught since ancient times..."
The girl interrupted him again.
"But you can pull me down. You are like a loser. Why don't you return to the throne? What can you do? There are not enough people to kill you even on the battlefield."
The soldiers around the girl burst into laughter. They kept looking at the thin appearance of the soldiers and tutted and shook their heads.
This is the second time today that I have been looked down upon by others, and I am still a little girl. How can Chen Zilong and others tolerate this?
Xia Yunyi stepped forward and said loudly: "We have read the books of sages and have righteousness in our hearts, so we are worthy men. What important things in the world do you, a girl, know?"
The girl didn't even bother to look at him.
"You said that you are like this, you can't lift it with your hands, you can't carry it with your shoulders, you can't carry it all day long. Can you kill Huang Taiji?"
Xia Yunyi only felt that this girl was being unreasonable.
"What we have learned is the way to build a country. If we are allowed to show what we have learned, why should we worry about being destroyed by the Eastern captives?"
The girl laughed and pointed at them.
"You learn how to build a country, and he learns how to build a country. No matter how well you learn, who will go into battle to kill the enemy? Hiding here and making sarcastic remarks, everyone sounds better than the other. When fighting, he will faint at the sight of blood. I really think I am a green onion. "
When had Chen Zilong been so angry, he said angrily: "Even if we go to the battlefield, we will definitely be able to kill the enemy bravely."
When he said this, all the soldiers staggered with laughter, as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world.
Chen Zilong only felt that he had been greatly insulted, his eyes were burning, and he must regain his place.
"I also learned martial arts from famous teachers, so why not give it a try in a fight, I will definitely make you feel ashamed."
The girl finally stopped laughing and did not agree. Instead, he pointed at a soldier casually and said: "Forget it about the martial arts competition. I'll tear your little arms and legs apart for you. We won't bully you, it's better than running. On this school field in front of you, running Ten laps, if you can win, we will apologize to you."
