Chapter 229: The pride is over
At this time, the concubines below looked at each other, and they were also surprised, although they were not talented women, but they could also hear that compared with the previous show girls, it was really a world of difference, it was really impressive. And the show girl who made this poem was Fang Xueqing, who was very outstanding in appearance and temperament, and everyone was silent for a while, even if they felt good in their hearts, they couldn't say words of praise.
However, when the concubine saw Fang Xueqing in the limelight, she pouted unhappily and said: "A good daughter's family, what do you say about soothing the long sword, shouldn't it be more appropriate to co-care Yaoqin or something?"
This is reasonable, and a few concubines on the side echoed it.
However, she was dressed elegantly and had never argued with others, and Concubine An said lightly: "I think it's good, this girl is already well versed in martial arts, and the use of a long sword here shows the heroism of her daughter's family, and there is nothing wrong with it." Besides, since Empress Taizu in our dynasty, the talents among women have been withering day by day. I think it's not a good thing to have a few more women like Fang Xueqing. ”
The concubine snorted lightly and stopped talking.
Tianyou Dynasty was established for more than 500 years, the original Emperor Taizu was the country with the queen to lay down the country, and later when Taizu called the emperor, the queen was crowned as the general of Shenwu to protect the country, in charge of the national military power, the status of women in the Tianyou Dynasty is no different from men, and the female generals under the command of the Shenwu Empress are everywhere, and the women of that dynasty really accounted for half of the court.
Later, with the passage of peace and prosperity, the will of both men and women of the Tianyou Dynasty was exhausted. The woman gradually retreated to the boudoir and admired the flowers and fluttered butterflies. And the man only knows how to linger in the wine shop, chanting the wind and the moon. Wu Yun Buchang is not just a woman, the atmosphere of the entire Tianyou Dynasty is like this. Coupled with the Confucian ideas that emerged later, such as today, although the women of the You Dynasty are not too constrained, the talents among the women are really getting fewer and fewer.
However, the heroic appearance of Queen Shenwu back then is still the object of admiration and longing in the hearts of women, and now that An Concubine mentions Queen Taizu, even if the concubine does not deal with An Concubine again, she will not refute An Concubine on this.
But for the civil and military officials below, the words of the concubine. But there are many people who agree. They all thought that if they used Yaoqin, the artistic conception would be more beautiful, but the long sword was used here, but it was a failure.
A cold sneer curled into the corner of the emperor's mouth. The long sword is a failure, it seems that these sour Confucians have also lived too long in peace. One by one, they only know the vassal elegance. The rare pride in this poem makes them worthless.
The sixth prince under the jade stairs played with the black gold bone folding fan in his hand, and smiled slightly mockingly. Listening to the civil officials around me, they were commenting on this poem authentically. It is said that it is this poem, which describes a man's longing for the goddess, and the words are all good, but they are not neat enough, but there is a bit of bitter lovesickness in it, which is extremely expressive. In particular, the sentence "smiling and staring at the streamer dance, the crow-colored clouds are drunk with the flower stream" describes the goddess and the man clinging to each other, and the goddess's crow-colored hair is like a cloud, sprinkling the man's knees, which is fascinating. This poem can be called fragrant and colorful, and it is inappropriate to make this kind of poem in front of this king.
The second sentence "I want to pick up the stars for nine days, and care for the long sword to reach the spirit rhino" is a bit arrogant, and I want to ascend to the nine heavens to dominate, and take the goddess of longing as my own, which is better than such a heartbroken lovesickness, this sentence is good, but it is a little too much, if it is not for the fact that this girl is a woman in the boudoir, there is a rigid character of the imperial history who wants to participate in the author of this poem has a heart of disobedience.
Qianba on the side also heard the comments of those civil officials, and secretly said in his heart that if these old scholars were allowed to see the paintings of the prince, they would probably know what the real fragrance was. And what kind of character is the prince of my family, naturally he wants to go to the nine heavens to wield a long sword and embrace the goddess, that Yaoqin or something, it is really not suitable for my prince.
At this time, the emperor raised his hand and motioned Sixi to read it, this next one happened to be Su Shuiyun, Su Cainu's poem, this is a seemingly very simple five-character quatrain.
Flowers and birds,
The pond is quiet and the rain is croaking.
Curtain rolls double candle tears,
Dream back to horseshoe fright.
As soon as this poem came out, everyone nodded, saying that after listening to so many poems, they finally came across a neat battle, appropriate rhyme, and decent boudoir poem. However, the concubine's face was darkened, and she swept Su Shuiyun lightly, and quietly lowered her head to drink tea, and even the surrounding concubines pretended to praise and wish him, but they were reluctant to deal with it.
That Su Shuiyun was still standing there elegantly and demurely, and he didn't see joy when he heard the praise, but he had a pampered and humiliated bearing.
The emperor glanced at Su Shuiyun and said lightly: "Not bad." ”
Concubine Zhuang's face was a little better.
However, there are people among the civil officials below: "I often hear that this Miss Su family is the first talented woman in my dynasty, and the midnight song of the year is even more famous in the capital, and today's spring boudoir is much inferior to the original midnight song."
That Su Qingfang is also a bachelor of Guozijian, and he was also here at this time, listening to these discussions with a calm face, without saying a word.
The above Sixi continued to read again, this time it was the Zhu Lanjun Zhu girl, the poem was called:
Spring sleep
Beauty in spring sleep,
Outside the window, cicadas sounded.
Call the maid out,
Everyone is busy under the tree.
As soon as Sixi's words fell, the emperor's sip of tea spewed out, and the officials around also laughed.
Someone couldn't help but laugh and said: "This poem is also simple and interesting, and it is rare that the rhythm is compatible, and there is nothing wrong." ”
For this Miss Zhu, everyone has no hope for her literary talents, just see that the sentence is quite neat, and they all say yes.
The emperor couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, it's also lively and interesting." ”
Miss Zhu frowned and glared at the two of the military attachés who laughed the most, those were her two brothers, both of whom were military generals in the Gyeonggi camp, and this time they came with the escort, so they were also sitting in the seat.
To say that this Zhu Men was originally a military general, but General Wu did not relax his children's poetry and book education, this Mr. Master, it was a bunch of invitations, those scholarly things to learn, and he did not pull down the same as the military general's family.
Therefore, although Miss Zhu's two brothers are not as talented as those who specialize in dancing and writing, they are also considered to be coarse in writing and ink, at least several times stronger than her, who is busy with everyone under the tree.
As soon as Miss Zhu's superficial verses came out, Concubine Zhuang wanted to ridicule a few words, but seeing that the emperor had already opened his mouth to say yes, and remembered that the emperor just said that he didn't like her arguing like a woman in the market, so she had to show disdain and endure the bitter words. To be continued
ps: This poem writes its own comments, and says it is good, in fact, it is really troublesome for the ancients to write poems, not only to be neat and rhyming and have requirements for peace, but also to have novel ideas, accurate words, wonderful and timeless, those who can write famous sentences through the ages, are really talented, admired, admired