Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

Zhang Shikang wanted to write a poem, and all the girls became interested.

The reason why they are famous in Qinhuai River is not just because of their opera, they also need talent.

But it must be said that no one, including Liu Rushi and Chen Yuanyuan, thought that Zhang Shikang could write poetry.

Chen Yuanyuan obediently ground ink for Zhang Shikang, while Liu Rushi spread rice paper for Zhang Shikang and weighed it down with a paperweight.

"Well, you write and I'll just recite." Zhang Shikang said seriously.

Kou Baimen laughed secretly again, and Zhang Shikang finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey, I've tolerated you for so long!

Didn't you say that I can't write poetry? Do you dare to make a bet with me?

If I write a good poem, you lose.

dare? "

Zhang Shikang looked at Kou Baimen provocatively. He was so white.

"Why not?" Kou Baimen raised his snow-white neck and said unconvincedly.

"Well, if you win, you will sleep with me tonight." After saying that, Zhang Shikang looked at Kou Baimen leisurely.

Kou Baimen's face suddenly turned red, and the whiteness was rosy.

But Zhang Shikang had already put her up, and she couldn't get down, so she gritted her teeth and decided to take the gamble.

"Okay, but what if you lose?" After saying this, Kou Baimen suddenly felt confident again.

This man is so vulgar, it would be strange if he could write poetry. If she wins, let this man let her go.

I just don't know if this guy will get really angry. I heard that he kills hundreds or even thousands of people a day.

But he doesn't look that ferocious, more like those playboys in Nanjing.

That’s not right. He is more interesting than those playboys. Oh, why am I thinking so much? Anyway, I want to leave here.

"Since you lost, I will sleep with you!" Zhang Shikang said with a wicked smile.

All the people in Kou Baimen were stunned.

How can someone be so shameless?

"It's just a joke. If you lose, I will agree to one of your requests. However, I will never lose." Zhang Shikang vowed.

"It's not enough to just write a poem. You said you wanted to write a good poem. But is it so easy to write a good poem?" Kou Baimen said unconvinced.

"Since you are so talented, why don't you judge it?"

After saying this, Kou Baimen finally felt that she had won the game. Otherwise, if Zhang Shikang just wrote a random poem and he claimed it was a good one, then they would really be helpless.

After saying this, Zhang Shikang began to walk back and forth in the living room.

Everyone thought he was composing poetry, but Zhang Shikang was actually using the great memory restoration technique to try to retrieve a poem from his limited reserve of poems.

"Got it!" Zhang Shikang said proudly.

After he said that, Liu Rushi couldn't help but smile and picked up the brush to write it down for Zhang Shikang.

"Fei Guang, Fei Guang, let me offer you a glass of wine.

I don’t know that the blue sky is high and the yellow earth is thick.

I only see the cold moon and warm sun, which are used to burn people's lives. "

"No, no, this is a poem by Li He from the Tang Dynasty. You are cheating!" Kou Baimen said and laughed with her hand covering her mouth. She didn't expect to win so easily.

"Oh, sorry, I got sidetracked.

What are you so proud of? I can just write another one. Isn't that a piece of cake?"

Zhang Shikang was so shameless that Kou Baimen could only curl his lips.

So Zhang Shikang continued to walk around the living room, as if he was really composing a poem.

After a long while, he finally remembered a poem:

"The vitality of the Nine Provinces depends on wind and thunder, it is a pity that all the horses are silent."

Zhang Shikang chanted the first sentence, and just one sentence revealed the situation of the Ming Dynasty before.

Only the tremendous force of a thunderous explosion can make this land full of vitality. However, the political situation in the court was lifeless before, which was ultimately a tragedy.

Liu Rushi and others were all talented women. This poem is not difficult to read. Combined with the national policies implemented by Zhang Shikang in the Ming Dynasty, we can understand Zhang Shikang's ambitions.

He was looking at the devastated land and lamenting the darkness and corruption in the court, which had led to the miserable lives of the people.

The huge force that was like a loud explosion that he talked about must have been the killing and killing of his army that he led from north to south.

Simple and crude, but Liu Rushi had been thinking about this problem for a long time.

Returning the people's land to the people is such a simple thing, but no one can do it.

But the man in front of him, who was not even his age, was doing it and was likely to do it.

After Liu Rushi finished writing the first two sentences, she dipped the brush in the inkstone, and when she looked at Zhang Shikang again, she was already smiling slightly.

Zhang Shikang knew that the ancients had to think before composing poems. Although he had already thought of the last two lines, he still walked around twice more.

It was not until Kou Baimen could no longer wait that he spoke:

"I advise the God to shake himself up again."

"Relegate talented people regardless of their style!"

I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain standards so that he can send down more talents to my Ming Dynasty.

These two sentences are not difficult to understand at all, and are even quite concise and straightforward.

But who says that poetry must be deliberately written so that people cannot understand it?

Now, I have plowed the fields for a year and killed all who could be killed. The court is empty, and the offices of prefects, prefects, and counties everywhere are also empty.

Oh, God, please give me more officials!

I promise not to kill them.

Of course, this is Zhang Shikang's perspective.

But from the perspective of Liu Rushi and the other women, there is another layer of filter.

Now that corrupt officials have been punished and the people are about to get their land, the court has a lot of work to do and needs more talent from heaven.

The words and sentences are neat and concise, and the upper and lower stanzas echo each other, expressing not only the author's determination to change the current situation and his sincere desire to serve the country, but also his sincerity in seeking talents.

Of course, the women knew that the imperial court was extremely short of talent at the moment. Not to mention other places, it was said that there was no one left in the six ministries in Nanjing.

"How is it? Is it a good poem?" After Zhang Shikang said this, he put on an arrogant look as if asking for praise.

As soon as he sat there, Chen Yuanyuan quickly brought him a cup of tea.

“My Lord, this is certainly a good poem, especially the second half.

I persuade Tiangong to be vigorous and to cast down talents in an eclectic manner.

It is more than enough to call it a famous quote for all time." Liu Rushi praised it generously.

It has to be said that Liu Rushi was still very surprised that Zhang Shikang could write such a poem.

She had been in the Qinhuai River for several years, but had never seen such heroic and sincere poetry.

Moreover, this poem is completely consistent with the situation before the Ming Dynasty, the current situation of the Ming Dynasty, and the future need for more talents by the Ming Dynasty.

What's more, the style of this poem seems to be consistent with her guess of Zhang Shikang's personality. This is a real person.

He is a man who works seriously and does not like to hide anything. Even though he knows that such killing will bring him a bad reputation, he still does it.

Simply because it is the most efficient way to do so.

I would rather bear a bad reputation than move forward.

Liu Ru couldn't help but reveal a look of admiration.

"What's that? I can even compose Song Dynasty poems. I wrote one before. You must have never heard of it.

I will sing it to you.”

Pretending to be cool makes people feel comfortable, and pretending to be cool in front of such a group of talented women makes people feel even more comfortable.

At this time, Zhang Shikang was very grateful for the nine years of compulsory education. Nine years of compulsory education was good.

"If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan."

"It is easy to change an old person's heart, but it is said that an old person's heart is easy to change."

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"How lucky I am to be a man in fine clothes. I wish I could have the same wings and branches."