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Text 329 [A Scholar with Nothing Useful]

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    There is a mailbox at the gate of the General Military Mansion.

    Anyone can post letters in it, and officials are not allowed to open it. Zhao Han will personally open it every ten days.

    There were a lot of messy letters, basically, Zhao Han just glanced at them, and then threw them into the trash can for recycling.  The paper-making materials for military tickets and official tickets are mulberry paper plus official document waste paper, and the waste paper of government offices in various places must be collected uniformly.

    Occasionally, for letters with something to say, Zhao Han will ask the secretary to come over, properly record the contents of the letter, and then hand it over to the relevant yamen for processing.

    Zheng Sen has come back and is sitting next to him to help open the letter: "The deposed North Korean ruler of Jeju Island, his eyes were covered with lime, he is almost completely blind, and his health is not good. Hu (Hu Dinggui) and Wang (Wang Yaochen)  The general said that when the Shanghai navy is ready, they can go to Ganghwa Island to rob the deposed son of Joseon."

    "That has to wait. Training the navy is not something that happens overnight." Zhao Han scanned a letter in two seconds and threw it into the trash can.

    Zheng Sen also said: "The horses in Jeju Island are too short, and they can barely be ridden, but on the battlefield, they will definitely not be able to outrun the tall horses. Two generals, please collect high-quality horse breeds as soon as possible."

    "For the time being, we can only make do with it." Zhao Han expressed helplessness.

    Zhao Han is already collecting horse breeds. Governments around the world are willing to buy horses with a shoulder height of more than 1.3 meters at a high price.  Although it is very short, at least it is taller than a Jeju horse, which is better than nothing.

    It is pure nonsense to say that among ten horses, only one or two can be war horses.

    All horses can be war horses as long as their shoulder height reaches a certain standard.  But it must be carefully fed, and a large amount of concentrate must be fed. This feeding method is too extravagant for poor horses.

    Therefore, when there are enough horses, the best ones are selected to take good care of them, and the rest of the horses are fed as rough horses.

    In the situation of extreme shortage of horses, it is even possible to fight on mules Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng have done it. Some old soldiers marched on mules, and they had to rest for a while after riding for a while.

    Zhao Han chatted with Zheng Sen while reading the letter, but suddenly he stopped talking while holding the letter.

    Zheng Sen didn't peek at it either, just lowered his head and continued to open the letter.

    Zhao Han read the poem mourning Yu Qian, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, Liu Rushi's poems were clearly in transition.

    Eleven years before Chongzhen, Liu Rushi's poems did not escape the stereotype of traditional courtesans.

    However, as the current situation became more and more corrupt, Liu Rushi's poems became more and more exciting, and it can even be said to become resentful and heroic.

    "There are many heroes in the world, but my generation is not ordinary. Songyang sword energy is also difficult to obtain, and Zhongtiao's career is slim I want to take advantage of this cloud and watch the five lakes proudly with you."

    "Excellent and undisciplined, generous and unrestrained king. Talking about the affairs of the world, I have been hurt all the time Reading and hunting, disdain to barbarians. It is a pity that this promise will not be promoted for ten years. When you meet the king's green weapon, it is often endless  Hidden. It's hard to pay a confidant, and Zhong Ye is always unhappy"

    "Your words are upright and uncommon, and people don't know what to look forward to. He was quite a hero back then, and he is still as fierce as this. I smell the dance and sigh, and all the colors of the rivers and lakes are galloping. That is to say, there are so many rains today, and the emperor treats Yan Si very much."

    "The husband will be easy to meet, and the long-handed halberd will be difficult to do. Once pulled up, he looks like a dragon, handsome and secluded, and supports the wind. With a big feather in his waist and an arrow in his hand, his skill is so high that he can leap on a horse and be called a master Qianqiu will hang down  The name of the name is due to the strife for the heart of the world. Alas, the phoenix is ??all over the wild, and sometimes people don¡¯t know it like a mountain.¡±

    "Your family's Beihai Rao has a different strategy, and Tu Si knows it is very handsome. Once the heart is hidden, there will be no suspicion in the world for three years The king, Xiao Zhuang, will hold his wrists, and the city will beat drums and birds will cry at night. Great men and heroes are not easy to come by. Great men and heroes are hard to come by.  It¡¯s not easy to get, and it¡¯s not my disciples who get it.¡±

    Just looking at these verses, can you guess that it was written by a courtesan?

    In another time and space, the mountains and rivers are broken, the seas are flowing, and the lives of the people are in dire straits.  When Liu Rushi wrote these verses, he probably fantasized that he was a man, carrying a bow and leaping on a horse to personally go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

    It's a pity that she is just a famous prostitute, and there are no heroes and warriors around her, only a literary master who is too cold.

    After Zhao Han finished reading the poem in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

    I am afraid that Liu Rushi in this time and space will not write such passionate poems, because they are all forced out by violent social turmoil.

    Better not have it!

    Zhao Han thought it was very interesting, so he could copy a few poems to answer, and by the way, through Liu Rushi's hand, he used poems to convey his expectations for literati.

    The previous two poems were not copied by Zhao Han casually, and they both contained certain deep meanings.

    Sealed in a blank envelope, Zhao Han handed it to Zheng Sen and said, "Give it to Liu Yin, the official of the Propaganda and Education Section of the Luling County Government."

    Zheng Sen immediately went to run errands, he showed his badge and cameI just want Qian Qianyi to think too much.

    Wu Wenli said: "Zongzhen is a real poet. The two poems before were not bad. What poems did you write this time?"

    Lin Xue took out what she had copied: "Please watch it, gentlemen."

    Xie Sanbin took it over, and recited: "Gift to the Monarchs": Immortals and Buddhas have not yet been completed, and only know that the lonely night is not peaceful.  One is a scholar. Don't worry about poems and scrolls, and spring birds and autumn insects make their own voices."

    After all the scholars listened, the audience fell silent for an instant.

    ?Including Qian Qianyi, all of them were deeply touched by this poem and thought of their own circumstances in these years.

    "A hundred useless is a scholar, a hundred useless is a scholar"

    Wu Wenli pondered over and over again, thinking of his mother, Cheng Shi, who was widowed at a young age and raised him carefully.  When I was young, I was a scholar, and all the villagers praised the child prodigy.  Later, he failed in many trials, failed in the imperial examination, and bumped into walls everywhere and was looked down upon by others.  After winning the imperial examination, he was respected somehow, but he couldn't pass the Jinshi examination, and he couldn't fulfill his ambitions as an official.

    The world is in chaos, the country is overthrown, and I can only watch. Isn't it a scholar who is useless?

    The wind is full of elegiac air, and the mud is stained with Bo Xingming. These two sentences are more like a portrayal of his half life, as if this poem is written by himself!

    Wu Wenli stood up tragically: "The general town knows me, and I should know the general town. Please leave, I have returned to my hometown as an official, so I don't deserve you to waste time here."

    "Farewell!"

    A few more scholars got up, and they didn't participate in the literary meeting. They all chose to go back to their hometowns to do things.

    It is useless to explain the truth to these people, a poem is enough to make them empathize.

    After reading this poem, those who still refuse to leave are purely stubborn people!

    Qian Qianyi's focus was on the relationship between Zhao Han and Liu Rushi.  He is not afraid of not being an official, but he is afraid that he will offend Zhao Han, and it is not worth it for a woman.
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