The Red Chamber: Hang Qin Keqing at the start

Chapter 87 [087] There are five rainbows lying on the body, and a dragon piercing under the feet.

Hearing Zhang Lao's exclamation, Huang Lao read the poem and recited:

"Nian Nujiao. Spring returns

Spring comes and winter goes, the sky is warm.

Retire as much as possible and wrap in thousands of layers.

Beside the Fangcao Pavilion, pear blossoms are falling, and green willow twigs are sprouting.

The face is bathed in the sun, the wind is blowing, and the young swallows are dancing.

Among the clouds and green pines, it is hard to hide the fragrance of crabapple.

Looking back at last year's Aomei, the cold and heavy frost invaded again, the cuckoo quips, the larks chanted softly, and in an instant, they were surrounded by crowds listening to the tits.

Laughing as a child, running and releasing paper kites, the wild path is brilliant.

All things are dreaming, and there is no rest. "

"Miaozai, Miaozai, what a good poem!" Huang Lao let out a heartfelt exclamation.

Elder Zhang also nodded and praised:
"The words are simple and easy to understand, yet graceful and delicate. As a manly man, he can be strong yet soft, and write soft and beautiful poems. It can be called a combination of hardness and softness, and the harmony of yin and yang."

Qi Jiguang also echoed:
"What Mr. Huang and Mr. Zhang said is true. Mr. Jia's poem has already entered the public house. With everyone's demeanor, if it is spread out, it will definitely be praised as a famous poem through the ages!"

Hearing the three people's compliments, the corners of Jia Zhen's mouth almost reached her ears.

Although Jia Qiang's true identity is the prince, he is also the son of Jia Zhen's sister, and he can be regarded as a descendant of the Jia family.

Now, Jia Qiang shines in front of His Majesty, Lord Shoufu, and the famous anti-Japanese general Qi Jiguang, which can be regarded as glorifying the lintel of the Jia family and making Jia Zhen, the patriarch, feel very honored.

Just as Qi Jiguang finished speaking, Jia Qiang's second poem was also finished.

This time, before Huang Lao opened his mouth to chant, Zhang Lao read out first:

"Crimson lips. Spring stay together

The thin snow is near the lake, and the sad wind blows to the trees in the world.

The former residence is empty on Linzhong Road.

Fog floods the river city, but there are still plum blossoms.

Do you know, the old flowers fly away, and it is spring again. "

After reading the last word, there was a burst of applause from around.

Everyone nodded in appreciation.

However, Jia Qiang did not stop writing at this point, but found another blank Xuelang paper, and said with a smile:

"Today is full of guests, I am very happy, and my poems are full of enthusiasm. Since Mr. Zhang wants me to write two poems, then I will write two more poems on the basis of the two poems, to help everyone feel elegant."

After all, he continued to splash ink and wrote two more poems:
"Qinyuanchun. The world of mortals is endless
"Cup, come before you.

When the wine is not sober, secretly tell the drunken words:

When I first met, I tasted bitterness, why now, the beer is white, red and yellow, all sweet?
Turn the cup, shake your head, what does it have to do with me, how was the new wine drunk in the past.

Even now, who can live in vain, how many times the cold and heat!

But you don't have to sigh when you go to sleep, even the emperor once wet his green shirt.

And slow down your steps, drink up the wine, the world of mortals is endless, and things are more complicated than stars.

Drunk with you and said: "I have met in this life, or there was a good relationship in the previous life." '

Cup smiled and said, "Just know it by heart, don't tell it to the outside world." '"

"Water Tune Getou. Crossing the River and Roaring the Blue Sky

"The river travels for thousands of miles, and the silver man falls into the world.

Thousands of troops are heading east, and the heart is wide at this time.

Hundreds of boats calm the wind and waves, the tide roars, and the setting sun returns at night.

There are five rainbows lying on the body, and dragons wearing one under the feet.

No Wang Xie, shoot the Six Kingdoms, embrace Zhongshan.

By the stone city, flowers and plants in Wu Dian sing peace.

The palace in front of the Confucius Temple, the wind and moon at the top of the building in Mingyuan, never abandoned Wenxuan.

After crossing the Yangtze River today, chasing the sun and screaming at the blue sky. "

When Jia Qiang finished writing the last word with a silver hook, and put down the brush calmly, everyone was amazed and amazed.

Qi Jiguang was a little worried. In Jia Qiang's poem "Qinyuanchun. The Red Dust Endless", the word "emperor" was mentioned, which was a taboo.In Daming, except for His Majesty the Emperor, no one else could write words like emperor in their poems.

Although there is no explicit provision in the Great Ming Law, this can be regarded as an unspoken rule, and no one has the guts to violate this taboo.

But Jia Qiang wrote the word "Emperor" in the poem in front of Emperor Wanli. If His Majesty's heavenly power is offended, Jia Qiang and even the entire Jia family will suffer the thunder and wrath of the emperor and suffer annihilation .

In the second poem, there is also a sentence that violates a taboo, and it is a huge taboo, offending His Majesty's Long Wei.

This sentence is "dragon wears under one's feet". There is a dragon character in this sentence. This dragon character is the same as the word emperor just now. It is a taboo word. Except for His Majesty, no one else dare to use it. .

But this is only second, and what is more serious is that the sentence written by Jia Qiang turned out to be "a dragon wears under one's feet".

How could this dragon pass under his feet?

Doesn't that mean that you have to step on the dragon?

This is disrespect to the dragon.

It is also disrespectful to His Majesty.

If you think about it carefully, it's even more serious.

"Dragon piercing under one's feet" literally means a dragon passing under the feet, but after a little thought, one can realize that the real meaning of this sentence actually means that the dragon passes through the crotch.

In the last years of the Great Qin Dynasty, Han Xin was once humiliated under the crotch. This kind of humiliation is to put human dignity on the ground and step on it.

The sentence written by Jia Qiang, if you study it deeply, is a humiliation to the dragon.

It is also a humiliation and disrespect to His Majesty!

If His Majesty is furious, then Jia Qiang and the entire Jia family will die without a place to bury them!

At this time, Jia Zhen who was on the side was already so frightened that her legs became weak.

Although he usually flies like an eagle and walks a dog, looking for flowers and willows, but he has read books for several years, so he can naturally see that there are taboo and wild words in these two poems.

But now he can only watch helplessly, because Jia Qiang has already written it, and he has no time to remind Jia Qiang, so he can only resign himself to fate.

Unexpectedly, Huang Lao did not show any displeasure, but praised with a smile on his face:
"Qiang'er's poems are better than the last one. It's really a natural writing, and I got it by chance. Qiang'er's talent is amazing, and her writing is quick. If there is a divine help in writing, it really makes my old age feel relieved!"

Hearing Huang Lao's praise, Zhang Lao also sighed and sighed:
"Qiang'er is really Dongpo's rebirth, and You'an's rebirth. She can compose four poems in one breath. This is really an eye-opener for me, and I am ashamed of myself!"

Hearing this, Huang Laolong was overjoyed. As the chief assistant of the court, Zhang Lao was naturally talented in writing. Qiang'er can get such a high evaluation from Zhang Lao, which shows that Qiang'er is indeed a great talent.

I am naturally very happy to have such an outstanding Qilin'er.

Huang Lao caught a glimpse of Qi Jiguang at the side, his eyes suddenly lit up, and asked Jia Qiang:
"Aside from archery, does Qiang'er know other martial arts?"

Jia Qiang smiled lightly and said:

"I can also shoot and halberd."

Huang Lao smiled with great interest and said:

"General Qi is very skilled in martial arts. He created his own set of Qi family's marksmanship. He once killed the Japanese pirates with fear. He has rarely met an opponent in the battlefield. Since Qiang'er also knows marksmanship, why don't you compete with General Qi?"

Qi Jiguang clasped his fists and saluted:

"Of course I agree, it depends on whether Mr. Jia is willing?"

Jia Qiang smiled lightly and said:

"I have also admired the great reputation of the Qi family's marksmanship for a long time. If I can compete with General Qi today, it will be a great joy in my life!"

Huang Lao clapped his hands and laughed loudly:

"Okay, Qiang'er's bold words and heroic spirit make me feel very relieved. As the saying goes, when two tigers fight, one will be wounded. It's better for you two not to compete with real guns.

You can ask someone to chop two moso bamboos of the same length and thickness to replace the spears, wrap one end of the moso bamboos with a coarse cloth, and dip some lime in it. Both Qiang'er and General Qi put on black clothes and black trousers.

After the competition is over, how about counting who has fewer lime ideas, and whoever wins?

(End of this chapter)