Iron tycoon in late Ming Dynasty 1883. A wise man will not fall in love, a bastard will not eat the weight of the scale, and the resentment will repeat the same mistakes.
1883. A wise man will not fall in love, a bastard will not eat the weight of the scale, and the resentment will repeat the same mistakes.
Taozi admired the gift sent by her lover. She was very happy and felt much better.
In this hazy snowy day, looking at the goose feathers falling on the lake, my hesitant mood improved.
"By the way, when you go to Shangguo this time, have you heard about Yang Jun's new works?" Tao Zi ate a piece of sweet persimmon. This fiery red persimmon produced in Yanshan was very delicious. She
She asked with satisfied eyes.
The female elder Shiina said with a smile: "Recently, Yang Jun went on an expedition again. He was ordered by the emperor to send Master Dahai to Zang. After arriving in Qinghai, he was blocked by Chotu Khan of the Khalkha tribe. Zangba Khan and Kham District
Chief Baili also prevented Yang Jun from completing his mission. Yang Jun was worried about the king's affairs, so not many of his recent works have been circulated."
Taozi sneered and said: "Then Chotu Khan was the loser in the Khalkha struggle. The defeated general was not brave enough. He really didn't know how to live or die. He dared to block the car with his arms."
The female elder Shiina said with a smile: "I heard that when Yang Jun was blocked in Xining City, he wrote a limerick to mock Quetu Khan."
Tao Zi was stunned for a moment, it was so novel that Yang Jun actually wrote limericks.
"Yang Jun's poems reveal true feelings and can arouse strong resonance. I didn't expect that he would also write humorous limericks. How did he write it?"
The female elder Shiina said with a smile: "Mr. Yang is sarcastic about Que Tuhan. Wise men don't fall in love. Bastards don't eat weights. Resentment will make the same mistakes again."
"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard!" Taozi laughed so hard that her stomach ached.
"I heard that Quetu Khan had a falling out with the Great Khan because of women. In the end, he could no longer stand in Khalkha and was forced to move to Qinghai with his tribe. Now he can't see the situation clearly. The bastard is eating the iron.
If he deliberately goes against Yang Jun, I'm afraid he will make the same mistake again. This time, he won't have another Qinghai to escape to."
The female elder Shiina said with a smile: "Madam, she can see thousands of miles away without leaving her boudoir, and can know the affairs of the world. According to the latest news, Quetu Khan has been defeated by Yang Jun. Yang Jun has annexed one hundred thousand of his tribesmen.
The nobles and officers surrendered with their families and are currently said to be placed in Yang Jun's territory in Luzon Mansion."
Tao Zi picked up a very rare Northern Song Dynasty Tianmu kiln porcelain cup, regarded as a national treasure by Japan, and took a sip of plum wine. He said with a smile: "That's really what he deserves. It's just that he doesn't understand current affairs."
"Did you copy Yang Junxin's poems when I went to Shangguo this time?" Taozi asked expectantly. Every time I sent someone to Daming, besides work, there was a special task, which was to collect Yang Fan's poems, because my wife liked it
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The female elder Shiina took out a small book from her arms and said: "Mr. Yang went on an expedition, and Mrs. Tushan and other female family members took a special train to see him off. They had already arrived in the Western Regions. I heard that they would play in Tianshan for a few days and then return to the new city. So.
Yang Jun seemed to be very busy during this period and did not have much time to write poems. He only collected a few poems."
Taozi's eyes showed an expression of envy.
She recalled the day before last when she took her retainers and soldiers to pretend to be pirates and fight alongside Yang Jun.
She wished she could stay with Yang Jun and go to Tianshan Mountain at this time.
It's a pity that she is just Yang Jun's concubine.
Moreover, as a woman with political talents, she was reluctant to part with this inheritance.
Her little hand gently caressed her belly, where a little life was being gestated. It was the fruit of her love with Yang Jun. It was also the heir to her inheritance.
Taozi's eyes were bright, and she immediately asked the maid to bring her the "Collected Works of Dingyuan Marquis of the Ming Dynasty" which she had handwritten and bound. Now Taozi has accumulated five thread-bound poetry collections.
She sat up cross-legged, and the maid immediately moved a small table with a wink and presented her with pen and ink.
Peach on printed paper in vertical format, ready for copying.
The female elder Shiina opened her copybook and read softly:
"There is no sorrow in the mountains, because my hair is white because of the snow. I sigh that time is like water, and it is hard to stay."
Spring flowers fade easily, but autumn leaves are difficult to harvest.
I miss the old people, old things, and old buildings.”
Taozi's slightly red face recalled the three days Yang Jun and she spent together in the Golden Pavilion when she came to Nagasaki last time. Those were the happiest three days in her life.
Although it was as short-lived as a shooting star, it illuminated her dark and lonely life.
She used elegant calligraphy to copy down the poem Xing Xiangzi's Shangque.
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"These poems are also well done," the female elder Shiina said in praise.
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I also picked red beans in the South, and the westerly winds blew begonias several times.
Where will my beautiful dreams go tonight? I will put on my evening makeup on my beautiful face.
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Yang Jun's poems are so beautiful, Tao Zi choked up while holding her pen, and she was actually a little crazy.
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After thousands of years of mourning and hatred, a few people sang the song of the great wind.
When to forge a heart as strong as iron, and then sharpen the sword again and again.
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She likes Yang Jun, who is full of male heroic spirit. This poem has a strong Yang Fan style, low and tragic, melancholy and beautiful, and it is moving to read.
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In the dream, the moon is in the heart of frost and snow, and smoke rises above the mountains and rivers outside the clouds.
A few pages of joy and sorrow are left with words, and a hundred-year cycle hangs in the sky.
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Is this written for Mrs. Tushan? It seems that Lin Yueru also has the character "月" in her name. Taozi thought dreamily.
The female elder Shiina continued: "The following poem is interesting. It should be some of Yang Jun's views on the current situation in the country."
"In the fifteen southeastern states of Jinfen, thousands of grievances and grievances belong to celebrities.
It's all about having sex with guests in the prison basin, but the only ones who can enjoy the group fan are at the top.
I avoid the banquet and fear the literary prison, and write books for the sake of rice.
Tian Heng's five hundred people are safe, how can they return and rule out all the princes?"
"Literary prison, what is this? Is this a satire on those people in Jiangnan Donglin?" Taozi asked in confusion.
The female elder Shiina sighed and said, "Madam, have you heard that there is a man named Zhang Tianru in the south of the Yangtze River?"
"Zhang Tianru has such a great reputation, of course I know it," Taozi said.
"He published a newspaper called "Su Bao". By the way, I brought some back. It is currently stored in the dock warehouse. I will send it to my wife tomorrow. This newspaper now has tens of thousands of subscriptions, and is widely used in the Huaihe River and beyond.
Nan has great influence.
It seems that the emperor's taboo has been violated recently. The emperor planned to close down the "Su Bao" and asked Luo Yangxing to send Jinyi guards to the south of the Yangtze River to arrest people. Arrest the authors who wrote the articles. Now they are so scared that they are hiding in Tibet and don't dare to
I’ve written an article.”
This was the first time Taozi heard about these things. She asked: "Has Zhang Tianru been imprisoned by the emperor?"
The female elder Shiina shook her head and said very puzzledly: "Normally, when the emperor arrests people, he should be able to get them at hand. But Zhang Tianru ran away from home and disappeared. The Soviet newspaper could not be sealed at all. Even though the newspaper was sealed by the Jin Yiwei.
But there are still reports from the Soviet Union that keep appearing. It’s not affected at all.”
"Thousands of subscribers can still receive Soviet newspapers thrown in from outside the wall, hung on the door, and stuffed into people's arms on the road. It's really strange."
It can still be like this, this Tianru is so amazing.
"The latest news is that Suzhou has rioted again. It's the same as the last time we arrested Wei Gong. At that time, didn't Zhang Tianru write the "Tombstone Story of Five People" afterwards. This time, Luo Yangxing sent to arrest people.
The Jinyiwei were once again attacked by a group of gentry and common people in Suzhou. He Kui and Zhao Shen of the Jinyiwei family were killed, and 17 people below the general banner were injured or killed. They fled Suzhou in embarrassment."
"Ah!, this is too unbelievable." Taozi opened her mouth.