Chapter 214: Good Fellow! The first poet?

Bingbing looked at the picture in front of him and was also a little shocked.

Su Qingyang's words just now have been made very clear, Zhang Qichang will definitely not be a good person in Su Qingyang's eyes, and he can even be directly said to be a hateful sinner in Huaxia, who should be remembered for 10,000 years.

But......

Why......

Su Qingyang not only drove him away, but also accepted Zhang Qichang's descendants to offer tea?

"I know that many of you have heard the story of Zhang Zhichang, and you also know that Zhang Zhichang's personality is not a good thing, at this point, I can see it more clearly than you, Zhang Zhichang's personality has long been left without much room to consider, in terms of right and wrong, his damage to Huaxia is infinite."

"He oppressed the children of the Chinese people, slaughtered countless people of the Chinese nation, and enjoyed all kinds of family fun, and he was definitely a great traitor."

At this moment, I only heard Su Qingyang's voice slowly sound.

"But must a man's descendants bear the responsibility for his evil deeds? History has told us that this is a wrong approach, and the repayment of the debt of the father and the son is itself an extremely wrong statement. ”

Su Qingyang said lightly: "There were nine clans in the past, but now they have been abolished, could it be that there is still such a concept in your mind?" Yes, Zhang Qichang deserves to die, but his descendants are not wrong, have you heard that the Zhang family has done anything that deserves death, have you heard that Zhang Xiaolong is a despicable person? ”

"Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the son of a mouse will make a hole?"

"Ridiculous concept, this is a 'truth' made up by some powerful people in ancient times in order to give their children a reason to be in a higher position, such a ridiculous thing, you would actually choose to believe it?"

"Throughout history, how many sons of heroes have been wrecked, and how many sons of criminals have been great heroes."

"I told you about Confucius, and this is a stark example!!"

When many sons heard this, they were all stunned.

Those who questioned Su Qingyang's approach in the live broadcast room also suddenly realized, and the barrage of "taught" floated by!

Zhang Xiaolong took a deep breath, and then knelt down on the spot!

"Thank you, chief!"

Zhang Xiaolong choked back tears, his voice trembling.

How many years, how many years, even if his Zhang family is already a big family with an ancient Chinese heritage and has invested in many companies, as long as he mentions his ancestors, it will inevitably cause ridicule from others, Zhang Xiaolong has no ability to refute this, yes, the ancestors of the people are Zhuge Wolong, Yongle Emperor, your ancestors are Beiyang warlords......

It's easy to see at a glance.

But so what, why is the sin of our ancestors imposed on me?

Zhang Xiaolong finally understood at this moment and kowtowed deeply!

Su Qingyang didn't care much about this, he was still as calm as water, and said lightly: "You don't have to be so exaggerated, I'm just telling the truth, I can see that you and Zhang Qichang are two completely different people, and the direction of life is also very different." ”

Su Qingyang suddenly smiled, with a playful look in his eyes.

"Yes, many times, people are divided into two sides, although Zhang Zhichang was originally a heinous man, but in him, there may not be some shining points, for example, I can always hear some of his limericks at that time, he is also a person who likes to read poetry, once he came to visit me, I refused, he would read poems outside.

"At that time, I was so annoyed, but now that I think about it, those limericks are a bit literary, but I don't know if you have inherited a little?"

Su Qingyang looked at Zhang Xiaolong with a smile, with some expectation.

Zhang Xiaolong was a little embarrassed and touched his head.

Bingbing was very surprised and said in surprise: "Dao Chief, can a villain like Zhang Qichang actually write poems?" ”

"Of course it will."

Su Qingyang said with a smile: "Moreover, Zhang Zhichang is still one of the few 'realistic poets' in history, the poems he wrote are called easy to understand, plus Zhang Zhichang likes to do some superficial work to make himself appear benevolent and moral, so the limericks he wrote can be regarded as Wei Guangzheng, which is somewhat interesting." ”

"Daoist, can I listen to it?"

Bingbing blinked, looking very curious.

"Naturally, listen up."

Su Qingyang nodded, "The name of this poem is "Yongxue", the so-called: 'What flies in the sky, a pile in the east and a pile in the west; Could it be that the Jade Emperor built the Golden Palace, sifting lime, sifting lime, sifting lime', what do you think of this poem? ”

Su Qingyang asked at the same time.

Bingbing couldn't help but laugh, and her face was a little red!

Those sons and buddies who listened carefully and planned to take a look at Zhang Qichang's literary talents also laughed, is this literary talent?

Just looking at the title is not bad, what "Yongxue" is absolutely full of style, but who would have thought that the content of this poem would be so stretched!

Countless people burst into laughter, and the sailors in the live broadcast room were no different.

Dao Chief, this is ironic!!

"You think it's bad, but it's not."

And at this moment, Su Qingyang smiled and said slowly: "You just say it's funny and funny, when I heard it for the first time, I also smiled, and when I think about it carefully, I know that this poem is not just limited to funny, at least this makes me realize that Zhang Qichang is a very imaginative person in his bones."

Moreover, it is one of his few poems that is not vulgar.

"Throughout the ages, I have seen many great poets describing snow, all of which have very subtle metaphors, which are the common denominator, and many such verses have been passed down through the ages, you should have heard of them.

"For example, there was a poet named Cen Shen in the Tang Dynasty, who compared the snow to 'suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms', this poem is familiar, you may have heard of it, snow is a pear blossom, wonderful. Han Yu personified the snow, saying: 'The snow is too late in spring, so it wears the garden trees as flying flowers.' ’

"When Li Bai and I were drinking and having fun, I also wrote Bai Xue, saying, 'It should be the heavenly immortals who are drunk and crush the white clouds', now that I think about it, this is the most shocking parable I have ever seen, but Zhang Qichang's analogy is not bad at all. ”

Su Qingyang smiled and explained to the key point.

"Could it be that the Jade Emperor built the Golden Palace, sifting lime, sifting lime, he compared the snow to the Jade Emperor building a house 'sieving lime', which is somewhat similar to the drunkenness of the immortals, in my opinion, his imagination is very interesting, and close to life!"