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

This... is actually a poem describing love.

Liu Rushi looked at Zhang Shikang as if he were a monster.

She racked her brains, but she never expected that this man could have such delicate feelings.

This poem naturally has deep meaning, and it is written in an extremely heart-wrenching way. Among the many poems Liu Rushi had seen in the Ming Dynasty, none of them could surpass the artistic conception of this poem.

This man.

Liu Rushi was a little confused again.

But Zhang Shikang's next words left her speechless again.

"Look at me? Ru is the one with the greatest talent for poetry among you.

She said they were all good poems and lyrics, and I even wrote two of them.

Xiaobai, you must accept defeat!" Zhang Shikang was very proud.

He still doesn't know what Kou Baimen is called, but this doesn't affect Zhang Shikang's interest.

Kou Baimen completely turned into a little celebrity, even his ears turned red.

Hehe, it seems that I do have some talent in picking up girls, Zhang Shikang couldn't help but boast.

"Go on, go on. What's your name?" Zhang Shikang pointed casually.

"I am Li Xiangjun, and I like... I like music." Li Xiangjun was still a little nervous.

After all, he was only eighteen years old, and Zhang Shikang was different from those literati who would kill people at will.

"Music! Music is good and can cultivate one's sentiments. Can you play a song for me?" Zhang Shikang said leisurely.

Li Xiangjun did not dare to disobey and immediately took a handful of loquats from behind her.

"What does your Excellency want to hear?" Li Xiangjun said softly.

"It's up to you. Oh, just play a song that suits your current mood." Zhang Shikang said casually.

Li Xiangjun closed her eyes and began to play. The sound of the pipa was full of desolation. Although the strings were gentle, they were particularly sad.

The desolation is accompanied by confusion, hopelessness, fear and anxiety.

Even though Zhang Shikang didn't like the tune, he still forced himself to listen carefully.

Only after the song ended did Li Xiangjun open her eyes.

Zhang Shikang looked at Li Xiangjun and said seriously:

"From your song, I hear sadness, confusion, fear and anxiety. Let me guess."

Zhang Shikang stood up.

"I killed so many scholars in Nanjing that the once prosperous Qinhuai River and Nanjing became desolate and lifeless.

I must have killed a lot of people you were familiar with, and caused you to lose some friends. You don’t know what happened to the court and why it was like this, so you feel confused.

As for me, I have imprisoned you here and asked you to sleep with me, and you feel frightened and uneasy because of this."

Zhang Shikang looked at Li Xiangjun's expression every time he spoke, and by the end of his speech, Li Xiangjun's eyes were red.

"To be honest, I don't like your song." Zhang Shikang sat down again.

“Although it has spirituality, it is just like Yuan Yuan’s previous music style, and always carries so much melancholy.

Let me ask you, where do all your sorrows come from?

Are you too idle?

I am so busy every day that I have no time to worry." Zhang Shikang joked.

“Nanjing City is indeed a bit desolate now, but believe it or not, within three years, Nanjing City will be more prosperous than before.

Xiangjun, do you dare to bet?"

Zhang Shikang smiled lewdly again.

He has this confidence, and next he will encourage his brother Chongzhen to continue to promote reforms and break the shackles that need to be broken.

For example, reforming the household registration system, abolishing road permits, merchant permits, and boat permits, abandoning the previous idea of emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce, and abolishing the backward rules that the sons of a craftsman can only be craftsmen, and the sons of a merchant can only be merchants.

Many things need to be changed, and you may take the wrong path, but as long as the general direction is right, you can just change it step by step.

In the end, Li Xiangjun did not dare to bet with Zhang Shikang because Zhang Shikang was too confident. She did not want to lose as badly as Kou Baimen.

"If you don't dare, then you have to be obedient and stop being sentimental. I rarely bully people. Just ask Yuanyuan and you'll know."

Chen Yuanyuan blushed immediately, thinking that he was bullying people every day and never stopped.

"Eh? Yuanyuan, didn't I teach you a song before?

Come, play it for them and teach them what happiness is. "Zhang Shikang ordered.

Chen Yuanyuan had no choice but to play the song that Zhang Shikang taught her on the pipa.

It is the most dazzling folk style song.

The songs of Phoenix Legend always have a kind of magic. At first you may think the lyrics are old-fashioned, but as you listen, you can’t stop.

The poem is earthy yet elegant, especially the one about Madam Shexiang. Zhang Shikang used to play it on repeat endlessly when he was delivering takeout, as if he was delivering food to Madam Shexiang.

Liu Rushi, Li Xiangjun and other women were a little surprised. They never expected that Zhang Shikang could compose music.

"Speaking of music, I sometimes feel a little sad.

But my sorrow is different from yours, I will sing it to you."

With so many beautiful girls suddenly appearing in his house, Zhang Shikang was in a really good mood.

Seeing that Zhang Shikang was about to start showing off again, the girls all sat beside him and listened attentively.

It must be said that this man was very interesting and different from anyone they had ever met.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky."

Zhang Shikang’s singing is pretty good, and he rarely goes out of tune.

"The evening wind blows the willow flute and the sound of the willow flute fades, and the sun sets outside the mountains."

"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends."

……

"A pot of muddy wine to end my remaining joy, don't dream of the cold tonight."

Zhang Shikang missed his friends, Xiaowen, Erbo, Shuige...

No one thinks that delivering food is decent, but this job not only allows him to have enough food and clothing, but also allows him to make many good friends.

But he could never go back.

Of course, he also had a bunch of new friends, including Sun Dasheng, Xu Wenyuan, Wang Jingduo...

There are also Brother Chongzhen, Uncle Sun Weifan, and Uncle Lu...

This is life.

It has twists and turns, so it is worth lamenting, and it is destined not to be smooth sailing.

The lyrics are good, the music is good, there is nothing much to say.

At this moment, little stars began to appear in the girls' eyes.

A magnolia song, a poem seeking talents, and a farewell poem.

Zhang Shikang was adept at writing poetry and songs. He was able to drive out the Tartars and suppress the rebels, and he was also merciful to the people and bring benefits to all living beings.

Get whatever you want.

We can't say he's handsome, we can only say he's elegant and graceful.

Except it's a little dark.

But that was all caused by years of fighting outside.

But I have to say, under the filter, this kind of black also makes some women feel that this is what a real man should be like.

Li Xiangjun and Chen Yuanyuan took out the pipa again, imitating the tune that Zhang Shikang had just played, and improvised the farewell song on the pipa again. Both of them were masters of musical instruments, and they even played a duet.

"Come on, stop being so sentimental all the time.

You are all so young!" Zhang Shikang waved his hand.

He only occasionally thought of his old friends, but that was the past after all.

Let the past be the past.

How can one live in remembrance every day when there are so many people who are worthy of your love!

"Also, don't be obsessed with me. I'm just a legend." Zhang Shikang raised his eyebrows at the girls.

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PS: Let me complain on your behalf, the last joke is so tacky.