Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 329 Northern captive and southern Japanese

  At the banquet, everyone talked high-spiritedly, drinking wine and wine, and the topic became more open after drinking too much. Some people talked about the current "Southern Japanese and Northern Captives" issue, and all the blushing and thick-necked people rushed to offer advice and suggestions for the country.

  Southern Japanese and northern captives have always been two problems that the Ming Dynasty had to face, from the establishment of the dynasty until now. The Southern Japanese refers to the group of Japanese pirates and pirates on the southeast coast, and the Northern Japanese refers to the nomadic peoples in the north, such as the Mongolian Tatars and Oala tribes who ravaged Yingzong. In the Ming Dynasty, these two issues were collectively referred to as "Southern Japanese and Northern Prisoners".

"I am waiting for the kingdom of heaven, the people who sell horses and herd cows in the south and the north, and the barbarians in Miner Island. If I know that there are people in the heaven, I may not be so arrogant." When talking about the issue of the South and the North Said with a mouth full of alcohol.

   "With my 30,000 strong soldiers, you will return with a long tassel to bind the enemy chieftain." A man who was too drunk slapped the table with his tongue and said arrogantly.

  How many scholars have the dream of enslaving wolves and living in Xuxu, and how many scholars have the confidence that they can save the world by abandoning their pens and joining the army, so as soon as this man said this, a group of people applauded.

   "Hua Changgong has ambition, and he should make it clear." People applauded endlessly, and drank together.

  People are like this. Once they drink too much, they don’t dare to brag. In the eyes of these emotional people, the southern Japanese and northern captives are just a disease, as if they can handle it as soon as they go out.

  Everyone is still very interested in talking about military affairs on paper.

"Looking at my dynasty, there are many people who gather for romantic affairs, like us, who take the affairs of the family and the country as their own responsibility. Poems and songs for gatherings have always been romantic, so why don't we compose a poem on the theme of iron horses and wars today, as a souvenir, and in the future It also encourages us to devote ourselves to our country and die." Luo Longwen got up and suggested when the discussion was in full swing.

   And then got the unanimous approval of everyone.

  When Zhu Ping'an was gnawing on the shark's fin on the plate, he heard people suggesting to write a poem. The movement of chewing on the mouth paused slightly, why every banquet must be composed of poems! It's bloody! But seeing Comrade Ouyang's excitement. They knew that Luo Longwen's proposal had long been in their plans, and Comrade Ouyang probably had already written several good poems.

   Yes, after all, one of the themes of today's banquet is to make Comrade Ouyang famous.

   Regarding this, Zhu Ping'an only paused for a while, and then continued to be a quiet foodie. This is Comrade Ouyang's home field, and he was called to be a stepping stone, so he should do his duty, and get in the limelight or something. Leave it to Comrade Ouyang who has already prepared.

  Comrade Ouyang did not disappoint Zhu Pingan, let alone Yan Shifan and others.

  At the beginning, two people were the first to write poems, but they were not very good. It may be that they are used to doing romantic things, or it may be intentional. Anyway, the poems are just so ordinary.

  After the two finished, someone suggested that Comrade Ouyang write poetry. Comrade Ouyang declined twice, but couldn't bear the enthusiasm of everyone. "Under desperation", I got up and wrote a poem:

   "Out of the Fortress"

  White armor dyed with frost came out of Saihan, Hu Feng continued to pick up Chang'an.

  The head of the city is covered with a western mountain moon, how many recruiters will see it immediately.

  Comrade Ouyang's poem is quite good, Zhu Pingan appreciates Comrade Ouyang's poem while chewing. This poem is very imposing, both **** and emotional, it belongs to the excellent work among frontier poems, and it will not be inferior to Tang poems.

  The weather was very cold, and the armor of the soldiers was frosted, and the black armor was dyed white, showing how cold it was outside. However, even though it was so cold, the soldiers went out desperately. The reason was that the Hu Rong invaded the border, and the beacon fire of the police had already reached Chang'an, and the homeland was behind us. How could we stay in our warm home. On a cold morning, we set off, and the moon was still hanging over the city. The armor is complete, and they are on horses, but why do the soldiers all look up at the top of the city? Are they waiting for the capital's decision, or do they miss their families when they see the moon?

  The scene blends together, no matter how you look at it, this poem by Comrade Ouyang is a superb work, especially against the backdrop of the two previous humble works, it stands out from the crowd.

   I have to say that Comrade Ouyang is still very good, no matter how long he prepared in advance.

As soon as Comrade Ouyang's poem came out, there were naturally a lot of applause. Even the neutrals praised Comrade Ouyang's "Out of the Frontier". "I also appreciate it.

  While everyone was applauding, Comrade Ouyang once again wrote and wrote:

   "Reward the generals"

  The wind blows on the first day of March in the Tianshan Mountains, and the soldiers gallop like flying horses.

  Sudden cavalry depends entirely on the general of the white horse, and the bow is already dead to shoot the eagle.

  Jincheng once hoarded the country, and now it faces the sea and kills Japanese thieves.

  After Shu Erxi quit Ji Hao, he also prayed for Yuge Zhuyi.

  Compared to the reserved and introverted previous poem, this poem is completely full of enthusiasm, the knife is drawn out of its sheath and stained with blood, and the sword is returned after cutting its throat. In the poem, shooting the eagles refers to the northern captives, because the northern captives often boast that their children can shoot eagles with bows, and the Japanese pirates refer to the Japanese pirates. They killed the northern captives and the southern Japanese. The topics of the two are linked together, sweeping away the northern captives and the southern Japanese!

  Comrade Ouyang wrote two poems in one breath, both of which are of such a high level, naturally arousing the praise of everyone. For a while, Comrade Ouyang's reputation spread at the banquet.

  In addition to Comrade Ouyang, several people also wrote poems, and Luo Longwen also wrote a poem, but because of Comrade Ouyang's poems, their poems are much inferior.

Some people from the neutral faction got up and wrote a poem, two of which were also approved by many people at the banquet, and two of them were "I heard that the general is in the midst of horse leather, and the few people are really shrouded in corpses." But because of this The two poems are somewhat similar to the predecessors' "Drunk lying on the battlefield, Lord Mo Xiao, how many people fought back in ancient times?" There is still a gap between Comrade Ouyang's poems.

  Zhu Ping'an just watched the crowd silently. You sing and I go on stage, quietly being a foodie.

  But sometimes, if you don't look for trouble, trouble will find you on the pole. Just when Zhu Pingan chose to be a quiet foodie, the flames of war still ignited himself quietly.

   "Hui Yuanlang has a really good appetite. Could it be that the poems of so many of us are not as attractive as the ones on your plate?"

  The one who spoke was Luo Longwen who disliked Zhu Pingan again. This guy looked at Zhu Pingan coldly and asked with a sneer.

   "Why, Ping'an listened carefully." Zhu Ping'an raised his head and smiled slightly, showing the standard eight teeth.

"Listen carefully? I saw you eating carefully just now." Luo Longwen sneered, "If you can't do two things with one mind, if the army is marching and strategizing, it will be like you. What is broken will end up harming others and oneself.”

   "Exactly." As soon as Luo Longwen said this, several people agreed, alluding to Zhu Ping'an.

  I am talking on paper? Are you guys talking on paper? Zhu Pingan slandered, but there was a smile on his face.

   "Oh, don't you know Yuanlang, why don't you take a look as well." Someone looked at Zhu Ping'an and suggested.

   "That's right, let's see what kind of masterpiece Huiyuanlang can do."

   "If you don't do it, you will look down on us?!"

  The proposal received a unanimous response from everyone. Everyone didn’t think that Zhu Pingan’s hastily composed poems could surpass Comrade Ouyang, so they echoed it all, and Zhu Pingan couldn’t refuse it even if he wanted to.

  Oh, the rice is not delicious, right? This is the rhythm that makes me change from a stepping stone to a stumbling block. I didn't want to pretend to be b, alas. You forced me to do this. I don't cause trouble, but I am not afraid of trouble. You want me to pretend, then I can only satisfy you.

  Under the urging of everyone, Zhu Pingan had no choice but to stand up and pick up the brush, and after a moment of deep thought, he dropped the ink:

"loyalty"

  How does decapitation feel today? Serving the country is difficult.

  Here I go to Quantai to recruit the old department, and kill Yan Luo with a hundred thousand flags.

   This is one of the three chapters of Meiling written by Commander Chen, but Zhu Pinganhua used it here and took it. The antisense of entrepreneurship was changed to serve the country, implying to wipe out the Japanese pirates and wipe out the northern captives.

How do you feel about cutting off your head today? Didn’t you just say that I was only thinking about harming others and myself? Didn’t I say that I harmed others and myself by talking about war on paper? Then I directly raised the issue of death at the beginning of my poem to let you know that I, Zhu Ping’an, is loyal Serve the country without fear of death. What's wrong with death, I live to wipe out the Japanese pirates and wipe out the northern captives, and it's the same when I'm dead. I have dedicated myself to the country while alive, and I will also serve the country and the people when I am dead. What does it mean to do your best before you die, what does it mean to be righteous, this is, I am not afraid of death, and I am willing to smash myself to pieces for my family and country. Even if you die, you must continue to fight for your country.

  Here I go to Quantai to recruit the old department, and kill Yan Luo with a hundred thousand flags.

   What kind of spirit is this, under this kind of spirit, what kind of poetry is not overshadowed! As for Comrade Ouyang's poems, although they are good, they are also eclipsed by this kind of spirit.

  After writing this poem, everyone around them changed their faces, and they looked at Zhu Pingan differently from before. Huiyuan, indeed Huiyuan, this kind of courage is not something ordinary people can have.

  Ordinary people are just loyal during their lifetime. If someone was loyal during their lifetime, they will remain loyal after death. Who can compare with that!

  (end of this chapter)