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"Nice poem!"

Chen Zilong immediately understood and praised: "The poet's entrusted feelings are also the ambitions of last resort. This ambition is not only for oneself, but also for the far-reaching!"

This is not only a precise flattering, but also Chen Zilong's true thoughts.

He believes that poetry expresses aspirations, not only to express personal emotions, but also to reflect society and the times.In later generations, he was known as the "Ming Dynasty Poetry Army".

Liu Rushi recited Zhao Han's poem, and Chen Zilong elaborated two more sentences, immediately setting the tone of the new dynasty's poetry creation: care for the suffering of the people!

In other words, don't worry about spring and autumn all day long.

Zhao Han smiled and said, "Don't think too much, gentlemen. Poems and articles are also very good to express your feelings. I especially like Zongzi's "Looking at the Snow in the Lake Heart Pavilion."

All the scholars envied Chen Zilong before, and now they envy Zhang Dai, and they are the ones who are simple in the king's heart.

Zhang Dai cupped his hands and said: "The humorous prose is easy to laugh at."

Zhao Han was quite emotional, and said to Zhang Dai: "December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, you went to the West Lake to enjoy the snow... In that year, I first proposed "Geweilun", which offended many Taoists. Master, lured me to the county government to arrest me and put me in jail."

There have been many rumors about Zhao Han's life experience, and no one can figure out which one is true.

Lu Xiangguan couldn't help asking: "Is the general town really setting fire to the county government?"

Zhao Han said with a smile: "At that time, I was young and frivolous, and I couldn't bear the bird's temper. So I killed my master and Dian Shi, burned down the county government office, and wandered around with my teacher."

"But Mr. Pang from the General Military Mansion?" Chen Qianji couldn't help asking.

Zhao Han nodded and said, "It's Mr. Pang. Mr. Pang is a scholar of Liaodong General. His whole family was killed by Mandarin slaves, and was ostracized by Ming officials. He said he wanted to rebel, and I said I wanted to rebel. They hit it off and rebelled." . Haha, it’s a chance meeting.”

While everyone sighed, they were also fascinated and could imagine the scene.

A young man who was about to be framed and imprisoned single-handedly killed officials and burned the government office. With his half-blind teacher, he wandered around the rivers and lakes and embarked on the road of rebellion. In a few years, he broke into a huge career.

In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, due to political corruption and fierce social conflicts, heroism was highly respected.

While they despise generals, they like heroes at the same time. Zhao Han and Pang Chunlai are undoubtedly heroes.

Liu Rushi was sure that Zhao Han was good at poetry, and took the opportunity to say: "Today's winter solstice, famous people gather, why don't the general town compose a poem? To encourage scholars all over the world."

Zhao Han glanced at Liu Rushi, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Liu wants me to be the Emperor of Poetry?"

"Don't dare." Liu Rushi hastily lowered his eyebrows.

Xia Yunyi cupped his hands and said: "I also ask the general town to give me some advice."

Zhao Han said with a smile: "Since it's the winter solstice, let's come up with a song related to the winter solstice. Creation is speechless but has feelings, and every time it is cold, it feels spring. There are thousands of reds and purples arranged, just waiting for the first sound of the new thunder."

"The general town is full of pride, I admire it!" All the scholars praised.

A very ordinary poem, combined with Zhao Han's identity, instantly appeared extremely heroic and magnificent.

It can be understood that the world is in peril, and it is like a severe winter. Zhao Han raised his troops in the face of adversity, just like a new thunderbolt, bringing the hope of spring to the people.

It can also be understood that everything is bleak and people's livelihood is dying. Zhao Han is determined to help the world, and he raises his arms, and everyone responds.

"Headquarters, there are two people outside the camp asking to see you."

"Bring them in."

But it was Qian Qianyi, Xie Sanbin, and Xu Xiake who came in a hurry, and their fields were all divided.

The Qian family has nine scholars, so they are naturally a super landlord.However, the family had already been separated many times. Qian Qianyi only had more than 2000 mu of land in his hands, and each member of the family kept 20 mu of land, and only more than 1600 mu of land was taken away.

Qian Qianyi still has many shops in his hand, and they have sold them in various ways in the past few years, and exchanged them for money to collect books.

Xie Sanbin is from a rich family in Ningbo, and someone in his family engages in sea trade smuggling.

Xu Xiake came from a large family in Jiangyin, with a lot of land, and also engaged in textile factories.

After the land was divided, they were forced to separate the family due to the large number of people. They have been busy with the division of family property in the past few months.After straightening out the family property, the three of them gathered together and decided to do business together.

Xie Sanbin's family owned several sea-going ships, and he got several 10 taels of silver from bandits in Shandong.He pays for the ship and people, Xu Xiake and Qian Qianyi are responsible for collecting and distributing the goods, and jointly do sea trade business in the newly built Shanghai Port!

After the cooperation matters were sorted out, they were handed over to the family to take care of them, and they came to Jiangxi together.

"This is Jun Liu?"

Qian Qianyi and Xie Sanbin, two veteran critics, had heard of Liu Rushi's name for a long time, and had read Liu Rushi's poems and works.

At this moment Liu Rushi was not wearing official uniforms, but a Confucian jacket, with her hair raised in a bun to look like a man.Dressing up as a man, still can't conceal her beauty and charm, but adds a bit of chic and neutral beauty.

Although they didn't lose their composure, they glanced at Liu Rushi from time to time.

When everyone left the military camp, Qian Qianyi, a self-proclaimed leader in the literary world, followed Zhao Han closely, and it was not easy for others to grab their seats.

"Since ancient times, it has been said that agriculture should be emphasized and commerce should be suppressed, but the general town is emphasizing agriculture and promoting commerce," Qian Qianyi said flatteringly, "No agriculture is unstable, and no business is not rich. Contact Xiangsan and Zhenzhi, the three established a joint venture and obtained a trading license in Shanghai."

Zhao Han was a little surprised: "Mr. Yu Shan is also in business?"

Qian Qianyi smiled and said: "The old man is just building the framework, and the business is managed by his family."

Zhao Han glanced at the three of them, thinking that the business would probably fail, and there might be some equity disputes in the future.

Xu Xiake suddenly asked: "I heard that there is a prospecting team in the town?"

Zhao Han nodded and said, "I'm prospecting in Hunan."

"Old man may join." Xu Xiake was scared by the bandits, and wanted to join the prospecting team, and write a diary while traveling in the mountains and rivers.

Zhao Han smiled and said, "Go to the General Military Mansion to get a sign."

A foreign devil was caught in Macau, and he was said to be an explorer of the East India Company.Zhao Han ordered the formation of a prospecting team, with the foreign devil as his deputy, but it turned out that the foreign devil was a parallel importer.

In other words, the prospecting experts in Europe at this time are all parallel importers, and their technology and theory are not as good as those of Ming Dynasty.

Today, the prospecting team is in Yiyang, Hunan.

Since the Tang and Song Dynasties, dog head gold has often been found in the south of Yiyang, but no large gold deposits have always been found.That place is amazing. Several decades after the founding of New China, dog's head gold was occasionally found, and a piece of dog's head gold can weigh about ten catties.

The officials of Ming Dynasty also went to investigate, mobilizing tens of thousands of people to excavate in several counties, and the gold mined in the end was not fucking enough for labor.

Of course, there are bureaucratic reasons as well.

When the emperor heard that gold and silver came out, he sent people to explore and mine.When the mine envoys of the central government arrived in the local area, they immediately ordered the local officials to recruit laborers to mine without distinction.

For example, during the Wanli period, it was known in Suichang that the silver mines had been exhausted, and the grade of the remaining silver mines was very low.The eunuch actually falsely reported 73 silver pits and asked Tang Xianzu, the county magistrate, to dig them immediately.

Tang Xianzu dug for a year and resigned directly because the mining cost was too high.The production of silver is not enough to cover the expenses, but it delays agricultural production.

Alas, I don't know whether Zhao Han's prospecting team can find a large gold mine in Yiyang.

Anyway, according to modern exploration, there are more than 150 gold veins in Yiyang.Zhao Han doesn't understand mineral exploration, and he doesn't know why the dog's head gold comes out frequently, but he can't find rich mines in Yiyang in the past dynasties.

The scholars dispersed separately, and Zhao Han returned to the General Military Mansion.

"People, do you know where Liu Jun lives?" Qian Qianyi went to find Chen Zilong in private.

Chen Zilong wanted to kick it very much, and said with a smile, "I don't know."

Qian Qianyi went to ask other scholars again, but still couldn't find out, so he finally wrote a letter to the county government, and had someone deliver the letter to Liu Rushi's work unit the next day.

Liu Rushi not only received a letter from Qian Qianyi, but also a letter from Xie Sanbin, saying that she would organize a literary club in Bailuzhou and invite her to discuss literature and art.

"What do they mean?" Back at the residence, Liu Rushi asked Lin Xue.

Lin Xue said with a smile: "They thought it was the old dynasty, and they only regarded women as playthings. But they didn't think carefully, my sister is an official of the county government, how can she marry them as a concubine? Isn't it a slap in the face of the general town! My sister met them before?"

Liu Rushi shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it once."

"Then don't pay attention to it," Lin Xue said, "I'm a good woman, and I should keep my body clean."

After receiving the letters from Qian Qianyi and Xie Sanbin, Liu Rushi was baffled.But while she was sitting in the room, she suddenly wanted to write a letter to Zhao Han, and immediately wrote a love poem to express her secret love.

After the love poem was written, Liu Rushi read it silently by herself. She blushed as she read it, fearing that Zhao Han would think the poem was too frivolous.

After much deliberation, he simply copied an old work and sent it to ask Zhao Han for comments.

This is a poem in memory of Yu Qian, written last year when you visited Shaobao Temple in Hangzhou.

The gift of this poem is also a faint expression of reverence for Zhao Han: "Shao Bao is a peerless man, and his fame is sent to Liao Kuo... Since the public replaced Ling, several people are called Luo Zhuo. So hikers, weep for Bawanglue."

Chapter 329 [A Scholar Who Is Useless]

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 a letter with something to say, Zhao Han would ask the secretary to come over and record the contents of the letter properly, 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."

"You have to wait. Training the navy doesn't happen overnight." Zhao Han finished scanning 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 must not be able to outrun the tall horses. The 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 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 that among ten horses, only one or two can be war horses.

As long as the shoulder height reaches a certain standard, all horses can be used as war horses.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, you can even fight on mules... Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng have done it. Some old soldiers marched on mules, and they had to let the mules rest 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 take a peek, but 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 and works did not escape the stereotype of traditional courtesans.

But 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 ride on this cloud and look at 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 how to look around. He was quite a hero back then, but he is still as fierce as ever. I smell the dance and sigh, and all the colors of the rivers and lakes are galloping. Even if there are so many things going on today, 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.”

"Jun's Beihai Rao has a different strategy, and Tu Si knows it is very beautiful. Once the heart is hidden, there will be no doubts 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 the violent social turmoil.

Better not!

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 could use poems to convey his expectations for literati.

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

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

Zheng Sen immediately went to run errands. He showed his badge and went to the county government office, asking, "Who is Liu Yin?"

"Inside." A little official followed along with his fingers.

female?

When Zheng Sen went out with the army, Liu Rushi was just an intern, so naturally he didn't know that there was a strange woman in Luling County.

"But Liu Yin?" Zheng Sen went over and asked.

Liu Rushi stood up and said, "Exactly."

Zheng Sen handed over the letter and said in a low voice, "Letter from the general town."

"Thank you." Liu Rushi was quite happy.

When I opened it and read it, I was stunned at first, and then smiled.

Zhao Han changed the name of the original poem, and the style of the whole poem changed drastically immediately.