Ji Tang

"Good good!"

"A good man should stay in the sun, ready for battle."

"In time, I'm afraid this guy will become one of the most famous poets in the Tang Dynasty!"

Li Shimin was very excited when he thought about it, but it was no wonder that the martial arts of the Tang Dynasty were extremely prosperous and invincible in all corners of the world. Although the "Zhenguan Grand Ceremony" was published, it did not make much achievements in civil affairs.

"Zhenguan Dadian" only summarizes the wisdom of the predecessors. Although it can be remembered for generations, it is somewhat inferior to the real literary masters.

For a long time, Ji Song's existence was not only his achievements in martial arts, but also his achievements in poetry, which made him a benchmark in the Tang Dynasty.Although many poems have appeared over the years, they are only eye-catching and do not have many outstanding features, let alone masterpieces that have been passed down through the ages.

But today, the song "Battle to the South" breaks this restriction. Finally, there is a poet in the Tang Dynasty who can rival Ji Song.Although there is only one song and he is not very old, it is precisely because of this that he is so valuable!

Then he looked at Ji Song and said with a smile: "Ziyi, what do you think of this poem? Maybe it caught your eye?"

"I'm ashamed. This poem is impeccable both in terms of artistic conception and wording. What's more valuable is that the allusions are used just right. It's not difficult to see that this poem is indeed good!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone raised eyebrows. Is this an admission?
Cheng Yaojin laughed wildly and said proudly: "That's my nephew, hehe!"

The faces of the Lu family officials turned dark instantly, but at this moment they had to pinch their noses to admit it. Who made this old man famous for the children of the Lu family today?This favor must be recognized!

Ji Song shook his head, looked at Ji Xiancheng, and said with a smile: "Xiancheng, I'm afraid this disciple will have no choice but to shirk it, and I can't do anything about it!"

Ji Xiancheng: "."

"Hahaha~ Ziyi, don't act like a good boy when you get an advantage. What if you don't want me to take advantage of you? Being able to find talented people and educate them is really a great joy in life!"

Fang Xuanling stood up and spoke out at some point. To be honest, he was really tempted. A few children were useless. If he could teach a disciple, he would be able to gain some face for the Fang family in the future.

"Okay, we are already half buried in the ground, so don't delay others." Cheng Yaojin looked disgusted and Fang Xuanling almost choked to death. He pointed at this bastard and was speechless!

"Okay, okay, it's not like you don't know about him? It's just a mallet. Why are you angry with him? You have nothing to do!" Du Ruhui couldn't stand it anymore, so he glared at the old man and quickly grabbed his old friend.

"Hmph, I don't have the same experience as you, bah! What a common man!"

Cheng Yaojin didn't care either. He came out on top tonight and was so angry with these old guys that they kept saying that he was a disgrace to all officials and that the poems he wrote were unpalatable?
Hum, I can’t do it, but my nephew can!
Li Shimin held his forehead and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He really had no way to deal with this bastard, so he could only glare at him and tell him to calm down.

Perhaps because he was afraid that the emperor would wear small shoes for him, or because he was proud enough, Cheng Yaojin finally calmed down.Only then did Li Shimin focus on Ji Song.

"Ziyi, it's your turn now. If you don't come soon, I can't wait!" Li Shimin urged.

Everyone else also looked at Ji Song eagerly. Today was an eye-opener for everyone. Not only were excellent works frequently produced, but a young genius was also born.Now let’s look at the Duke of Tang Dynasty, who was regarded as the goal by the literati of the Tang Dynasty.

"Since everyone can appreciate it, I won't speculate on this. Let me think about it for a moment!"

Ji Song knew at a glance that he couldn't escape today. In that case, let's memorize this song!Nowadays, he has long been as shameless as the Chang'an City Wall. Anyway, he has copied them all, including this one. It is regarded as inspiring the literati of the Tang Dynasty to continue their efforts and create greater glory.

He closed his eyes and rested his mind. Everyone thought he was imagining something, so they all held their breath and waited quietly!
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and waved his hand: "Here, bring me a pen!"

Chen Shou, who had been preparing for a long time, immediately asked someone to take down the things on the table, present pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and looked at Ji Song eagerly.

After writing "Broken Array", Fang and Du, who were standing behind Ji Song, were stunned. They immediately knew that this was another new song, and they were looking forward to it even more!

Li Shimin could no longer sit still and came quietly behind Ji Song. Worried about disturbing him, he signaled to everyone not to be polite!

After a slight pause, he wrote the first sentence of this word in one stroke:
"Looking at the sword with the light on while drunk, dreaming back to the company of blowing horns!"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone immediately felt depressed. When Fang Xuanling said it softly, the generals seemed to have returned to the battlefield that made them feel angry.

"Eight hundred miles away, the troops under my command are burned, fifty miles away, there is a sound outside the Great Wall, and the troops are ordered in autumn on the battlefield."

The chilling air is vivid on the page, and even the literati feel a surge of pride rushing straight to their foreheads.

In a drunken dream, I turned on the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I returned to the original camps, and the horns sounded one after another.Roast beef was distributed among the men, and the band played Northern Xinjiang songs.This is autumn military parade on the battlefield.

The word "drunk" and the word "dream" make people imagine endlessly. Why should he be drunk?And why dream?At this moment, Pingyang and Changsun quietly came to them. When they saw these words, Pingyang's eyes turned red.

He said softly: "He couldn't sleep all night long during that time. I saw him waking up in the middle of the night and taking a walk in the courtyard several times. Then he went to the study and stayed there most of the night, and got up again before dawn."

"I wanted to ask, but I knew it was useless. I could only watch him devote all his energy to the army. During the battle with the cannibal, he slept less than two hours a day. I persuaded Duke Lu They also tried to persuade me, but to no avail!”

"The world only knows that he won two wars worthy of being recorded in history, but who knows what he actually paid?"

Everyone was silent. Looking at Ji Song, who was much thinner than before, Li Shimin seemed to see the green young man who looked like a painting.Nearly 30 years have passed since I joined the army at the age of [-].

Looking at his legs, he felt a twitch in his heart, as if his heart had been grabbed by someone and felt extremely uncomfortable!
Ji Song was not affected by external objects at this time. He wrote as if he was trapped in his own world, unable to hear any words from the outside world.There were only war scenes in his mind, familiar people died, and countless enemies fell under the iron cavalry of the Tang Dynasty.

The flags rolled and flew in the air like a long dragon.It bared its teeth and claws and was arrogant, declaring to the world its domineering power!

"The horse made Lu Feifei, the bow is like a thunderbolt."

Suddenly, the scene suddenly became more urgent. The galloping military horses and cavalry sounded like thunderous bows and arrows. With Fang Xuanling's increasingly urgent voice, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

They could imagine that when the two armies were fighting, a slight mistake could lead to the failure of the war.At such a tense moment, Ji Song, as the commander-in-chief of the army, was like a rock, sitting alone in the chariot and commanding with determination, even as Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his expression, as if nothing in the world could interest him, and there were only dozens of people in his eyes. A battlefield where tens of thousands of armies are fighting.

Arrows are flying, boulders are flying across the sky, war is raging and corpses are scattered all over the field.
There is the heroism of men, the bravery of Tang Dynasty soldiers, but also countless sorrows and deaths.He seemed to be commanding the chess pieces on the chessboard, with only winning and losing in his eyes, nothing else.

The soldiers bravely killed the enemy, and the generals took the lead. No matter whether there was a mountain of swords, a sea of ​​fire, or a whirlpool of death, they could not stop their progress.

Waving swords, setting up bows and shooting arrows, everything is so amazing, like a vivid picture, showing people the beautiful art of the battlefield.
"Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win fame during and after death!"

Fang Xuanling read this sentence tremblingly. There was nothing else in his heart. This sentence seemed to express his inner voice and aroused great resonance.

Think about it, isn't this the reason why you have been in charge of the Tang Dynasty for these years?

Isn't it the inevitable pursuit of literati like them to complete the great cause of establishing a prosperous age for the monarch and gain a good reputation that will be passed down from generation to generation?
"With this sentence, even if I die, I will have no regrets!" Du Ruhui felt as if he had let go of a heavy burden. His hard work was not in vain. The prosperous age has arrived. They have settled the king's world affairs and won their lives before and after death. What else is there? What about the ones you can’t let go of?
Unlike them, Li Shimin felt his head buzzing and lost all perception.

Is he explaining his ambition?Is he telling me that his ideal has been achieved?In other words, he has the idea of ​​​​retiring?
Li Chengqian felt like crying without tears. You have accomplished your ambition, but I haven't started yet. Without you, I would have spent ten times more effort to achieve it!
No, nothing can be said to make Ji Song retreat, otherwise what will he do?
However, when he saw Ji Song writing the last sentence, he suddenly stopped!On the white paper under the wild grass, a heavy drop of ink fell on the paper, as if to bring his life to a round end.

"Pity, it happened in vain!"

Everyone was silent. Li Shimin seemed to have thought of something and suddenly pushed back Ji Song's hair. When he saw the scene inside, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Why is it so, why is it so!"

He lost his voice and attracted everyone. When everyone focused their attention on the black and white hair on the back of Ji Song's head, which looked like white snow, someone even exclaimed!

"To shut up!"

Like an evil dragon, Li Shimin fiercely warned the official who screamed in surprise. The frightened official collapsed on the ground and then looked at Ji Song, who looked calm.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I knew earlier, I knew earlier, I"

Ji Song showed a smile like the rising sun in the morning and said softly: "It's okay, I have no regrets!"

No regrets. No regrets.
These three words were all in Li Shimin's mind, and the eldest grandson behind him was already in tears.

"When did this happen?" Changsun suddenly looked at Pingyang and asked.

"On the night when Dashi united with the nine surnames of Zhaowu and more than ten other countries in the Western Regions, they claimed to have a million-strong army to march eastward against the Tang Dynasty."

"That day, when I learned about the military situation in Dashi, I locked myself in the study for three whole days. When I came out, I became what I am now. In order to prevent many generals and soldiers from knowing, and for fear of affecting the morale of the army, I I dyed his hair myself."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Changsun was furious.

Pingyang looked at his eldest grandson calmly and said expressionlessly: "Tell you? Tell you what?"

"Telling you that his hair turned gray overnight? Or telling you that the Western Region is in danger?"

"is that useful?"

"Aside from disrupting the morale of our army, what's the use? You are thousands of miles away in Chang'an. What can you do even if you know about it? Doesn't everything need to be borne by him?"

"You" Changsun was furious.

"Okay, stop arguing!" Li Shimin suddenly said loudly.

He looked at Ji Song with complicated eyes. At this moment, he finally realized clearly how much effort he had put into the two battles in the Western Region.

He took a deep look at Ji Song, waved his sleeves, and roared: "That's it for today's banquet, it's all over!"

The emperor left, angry. In fact, he didn't know why he was angry.

Is it because of Ji Song that the banquet was disrupted today?Or is it because Ji Song didn't tell him?Or maybe you are angry and don’t know who to direct it at?

"father!"

"Father!"

"teacher!"

"Zi Yi!"

"Dong Xiangguo!"

"General"

After the emperor left, the two brothers Ji Run and Ji Ze immediately rushed forward and knelt down in front of their father and cried bitterly.

Then came the four disciples. Their eyes were full of tears and they all looked at the teacher worriedly.

Cheng Yaojin, Gao Kan, Liu Hongji, Yuchi Gong, Li Ji and others also looked at him with complicated eyes.

Then came many generals. They knew that this battle would not be easy. At first, they all thought that failure was inevitable.But no matter how desperate they were, whenever they saw the general sitting in a wheelchair with a smile on his face, they abandoned all fear and despair.

Yes, with the general here, what reason do they have to fail?
This is indeed the case. How excited and excited were they when the general went north to Hengrus with lightning speed and defeated Seld's army of more than [-] men in just one day?
Because they saw the hope of victory and the power of the general.

but now.
Behind the victory was the great general's hard work. When they were worried about defeat, the great general was thinking of a way out for the army. When they were timid, the great general led the weak troops to fight against the Great Food Cavalry alone, and won the battle!
Everything was so natural, they won easily.

But behind this is the general's white hair and only two hours of sleep every day.
Ji Song looked around, raised his hand to touch the heads of his two sons, and said with a smile: "Children, why do you have to act like a little girl? As the commander-in-chief of the army, this is my duty, and it is all what I should do."

"Don't cry, men don't shed tears easily, don't let others see the joke!"

"father!"

"Ok?"

The two of them wiped away their tears and stood silently beside their father, as if this was the only way to feel more at ease. Maybe this could make their father not feel so lonely!

"What are you doing? Hold back the pee in your eyes!"

Ji Song said coldly: "The men of the Tang Dynasty are not women, so why are they crying? What about mourning? I'm not dead yet!"

"Just let me do what I have to do. If anyone dares to fall off the chain, let alone a reward, I will let you go home and farm."

"It's all gone!"

Everyone had no choice but to bow solemnly to Ji Song and then leave (End of Chapter)