Although Gao Qi was full of poetry and books, he had no intention of pursuing a career in the world, and the king could not summon him, so he only wanted to live in seclusion in the market, write books and speeches, collect poems, and devote himself to restoring and carrying forward the sinology and literature that was ravaged by the Meng Yuan.

Among them, he pays special attention to poetry, believing that "poetry can go far, and can be ambitious". I vow to collect the poems and lyrics of the Ming Dynasty that are enough to glorify history and pass them on to future generations.

However, the Ming Dynasty has not recovered, the poetry world is not prosperous, although there are one or two excellent works, but it is far inferior to the Tang and Song dynasties. Gao Qi sighed with regret, but he could only secretly hate Meng Yuan's destruction of Huaxia Wendao, and hoped that one day, the Chinese literary world would recover.

Unexpectedly, one day, he suddenly heard Zhu Su's "rolling Yangtze River East passing water", and was shocked for a while, and heard the "dawn to see the sky and the clouds at dusk" written to the daughter of the Xu family, and it was even more joyful to dance, thinking that the Ming Dynasty would be prosperous, and there were poems born in the world of the Ming Dynasty, which is the evidence that the Ming literary world is about to be revived.

Therefore, Gao Qi admired Zhu Su very much, and since he came to Suzhou, he was willing to use his own reputation under the prefect Wei Guan to assist in listening, gathering students, and helping the victims.

Previously, at the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet, Gao Qi also brought people to participate, originally thinking that on this festival, His Royal Highness King Wu may have good poems in the world. I don't want to capture those bandits in the city, and His Highness doesn't have the slightest appearance of chanting poems to celebrate.

Originally, Gao Qi was about to give up, lamenting that His Royal Highness King Wu had many nobles, and there was no Yaxing who was against poetry.

But I didn't want to have this unexpected joy today!

"You poet idiot...... Luo Guanzhong nodded at his old friend Gao Qi, and then unfolded the page in Gao Qi's expectant gaze. With just one glance, the whole person was shocked in place.

"You old thing, why are you stunned!" Gao Qi saw that he didn't speak anymore, and he was in a hurry. "What His Highness wrote, you should recite it!"

"Today, I know that what Prime Minister Wen said is 'Haoran righteousness'." Luo Guanzhong's pupils shrank, and he sighed. Gao Qi was in a hurry, and he didn't care about the suspicion of disrespect for watching privately, he looked over to look, and with just one glance, the whole person was also shocked in place.

"Lime ...... Recite? ”

He unconsciously recited the name of the poem, which ended in just four lines, saying:

Thousands of hammers chiseled out of the deep mountains,

The fire burns as if it were idle.

I'm not afraid of broken bones,

Leave innocence in the world.

"I'm not afraid of broken bones...... To leave innocence in the world......" Gao Qi couldn't help muttering.

"The soldier who raised his arms and shouted outside the city, but was killed by the thieves, can be blinded!" Gao Qidao, his eyes even showed an extremely strong sense of envy. "If I can get this poem from His Royal Highness, I can't wait to die with my body!"

This is Gao Qi's heartfelt words, from the heart, the scholar who raised his arms and shouted is not worthy of these four sentences of His Royal Highness King Wu. These four sentences are more like describing a hero who is in a desperate situation, but has no hesitation and turns the tide.

For the sake of the way in his heart, even though he was burned in flames, hammered and chiseled, and even knew that his fate would be shattered, he still upheld his innocence and never regretted it.

What a supreme act this is!

"Your Highness didn't just write for that gentleman. Your Highness, this is ...... It's making a life for us and other great Ming literati. Luo Guanzhong was also shocked. Leave innocence in the world...... Leave innocence in the world...... If this is the case for all literati, Da Ming is prosperous! ”

"Tell the whole city about this poem!" Gao Qidao. "Such a good poem, it can't be shelved in the cabinet, it needs to be passed on to the world, for us and other Ming scholars!"

"Not bad." Luo Guanzhong also said. Turning his head and asking the dog: "Dare to ask my father-in-law, I don't know the name of the gentleman, can you find out?" ”

"I will write the story of the scholar into a book, and teach the whole city to know with this poem. It is necessary to let the people know that the thieves outside the city are vicious and vicious, and they are resolute with the spirit of this martyr! ”

……

Luo Guanzhong, Gao Qi and other literati were full of fighting spirit by a song "Lime Yin", and a highly incendiary article "Remembering Zhao Sheng's Unyielding Victimization of Zhang Thief" was soon written under Luo Guanzhong's pen. The people of Suzhou were already panicked by the thieves outside the city, and no one was concerned about the war. This story is a record of the war, and it is the news that the people of Suzhou are most concerned about now, so it spreads very quickly.

Therefore, the story of Zhao Sheng and many brave people who generously went to death and won a good opportunity to rescue the people for His Royal Highness King Wu, as well as the song "Lime Yin" by His Royal Highness King Wu to pay tribute to the morale of the scribes in this life, also spread throughout the whole city of Suzhou at a very fast speed.

"Have you heard, this story is the battle that took place in the east of the city today! The descendants of the Zhang family took the Japanese and coerced the people outside the city to attack the city as a meat shield! "Somewhere in the city, a disciple of Gao Qi's literati was flushed with excitement, telling the people the story of what happened in the east of the city.

The people kept gathering around these scholars who were explaining the latest news of the war, and behind them, a few people were talking in low voices.

"Isn't this a matter of carelessness for human life? King Cheng is so kind, why is his son so fierce! ”

"Shhhh What kindness is just to win the hearts of our Suzhou people and fight for the world! In order to seize the city, his son is not yet exposed? We also live outside the city, and if we enter the city more slowly, we are afraid that they will also be captured and sent to death! ”

"You're right! Listening to the story of the Yellow Nest before, I knew that none of those heroes had a good heart, and now it is the end of the day, Emperor Zhu finally expelled the Tartars, and he is the emperor of our Han people. Be kind to us. Those people want to divide our Han land for their own selfishness, so don't they have to go back to the time when they attacked each other in the former Yuan Dynasty? ”

"Besides, if it weren't for his old man's son, His Royal Highness King Wu, here, maybe the city gate would be broken today!"

"Yes, yes! If the city gate is broken, none of us Suzhou people will be able to escape! That Zhang Li and the Japanese are in cahoots, and the Japanese invade the city, can they still have a way to live? ”

"Our brothers are in good health, if we go to help His Royal Highness King Wu, we will help the defenders to deliver some food, deliver some stones and rolling wood, and maybe we can do our best."

"At least you don't have to watch that thief enter the city with a dog!"

"Exactly! I heard that His Highness will be on the east wall of the city tonight to pay tribute to the souls of the people who died in vain today...... If His Royal Highness does not move us into the city, I am afraid that among the souls of the dead, there will also be you and my brothers. ”

"Then Zhao Sheng is also considered to have died for us, and we should go to pay tribute!"

……

Conversations like these continue to take place all over the city. In the evening, Zhao Sheng's bones under the city wall had been put into the coffin, and Zhu Su was worried that the thieves would not dare to go down to the city at night, so he presided over a memorial service for Zhao Sheng in the city on the city wall. When he stood on the city wall, Zhu Su was surprised to find that under the city wall, there were already many people carrying lanterns. People lowered their eyes and whispered, looking at Zhao Sheng's coffin, and the hundreds of ten people who stood in the front row and were lucky enough to be rescued into the city.

"Your Highness, do you want to say something?" Beside Zhu Su, the dog asked in a low voice.

“…… After all, in wartime, there is no need to be complicated. Let's do it as planned. Zhu Su thought about it, but shook his head. If it is too late, if the people are incited again, the people will be too excited at night, and it will not be good if an accident occurs.

"Yes." The dog bowed its head and stepped back. Then he brought Zhu Su a Kong Ming lantern that had been prepared a long time ago, and Zhu Su lit a flame for Kong Ming Lantern in full view of everyone in the city. Zhu Zhang, Zhu Di, Wu Wangwei, King of Qin, and the surviving people in the city also lit the Kong Ming lanterns that had been prepared long ago, and prayed for the robes of the 35 Wang Guard cavalry who died in the battle out of the city, and the 735 people who died outside the city.

"The soul of the hero is not far away, go on the road with peace of mind!" Kong Ming's lantern hunted in Zhu Su's hand, and he wanted to swing up, Zhu Su shouted, and then let go of the hand holding the paper lamp. The sergeants also shouted in unison, and then, a total of 771 Kong Ming lanterns flew into the air together.

More than 700 lamps are like the souls of more than 700 people who died today, swaying in the dark blue night sky. The people were all solemn for a moment, looking at these spirits who had left them.

"Gentlemen, we should chant in unison, so that all the thieves outside the city will know that we are waiting for the Ming Festival!" Suddenly, a scholar shouted from below.

"Thousands of hammers are carved out of the mountains, and the fire burns as if it were idle. Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world! ”

Suddenly, under the guidance of this person, many scholars in the city began to chant the "lime chant" they had only heard today. At first, only one person read it, but gradually it reached six or seven people, and in the end, hundreds of thousands of people chanted, and even the people who had never been literate and did not know the literature followed the readers, looking at the higher and higher Kong Ming lanterns, and reciting this poem with holy faces, which they may not know the specific meaning of.

“…… This, is this really my people of the Ming Dynasty......" In the city, Zhu Fan looked at the flat-headed people under the city who were chanting in unison, and the momentum was extraordinary, and he muttered to himself in shock.

Zhu Su's side, the dog, who was a Jurchen, was also looking at these crowds of people who were reciting poems and texts, and their eyes were constantly flashing with envy.

(End of chapter)