Chapter 262 It must not have been done by the Son of Man
This Yuefu song can be played by anyone.
In the Han Dynasty, when referring to the north, they always use Cao thief instead. This is political correctness, not to mention that it is in the palace at this time.
However, Zhang Xiahou's real surname is Xiahou. Whenever someone brings up this topic, she will feel very embarrassed.
So this is the reason why Zhang Xiahou would rather stay in his house than come out.
It’s just that her daughter’s current situation made her uneasy and she had to come out and take a look.
The Empress Dowager has good intentions for the Queen, and she also knows it.
This banquet only included a few of the most distinguished women in Jincheng, and no one else participated.
For the sake of her daughter, Zhang Xiahou did not refuse immediately, so she stood up and said, "Then I will be disgraceful."
“Hurry up and come and listen.”
Empress Dowager Wu originally thought that she would have people recite it and listen to it, but she didn’t expect that Zhang Xiahou would sing Yuefu as soon as she opened her mouth.
Moreover, the poem begins very high-pitched, with a long sigh, and then opens with words from ancient times, blue sky, confused founding of the country, forty-eight thousand years old, etc., which makes people feel leisurely, but at the same time, they can't help but feel heroic.
Zhang Xingcai had been paying attention to Feng Yong before, so he naturally knew about this half of the article.
At that time, she saw the broken parts of this article for the first time, and her reaction was even greater than Huang Yueying's. She wanted to fly to Hanzhong on the spot, pinch Feng Tibi's neck, and force him to write the second half.
Such an eloquent article can only be written by someone with a lofty ideal. She is someone who considers herself to be as good as a man, so of course she appreciates this article very much.
Later, because her body became increasingly heavy, she focused most of her thoughts on raising the baby, and then she gradually forgot about the matter. Unexpectedly, he had finished writing this article at this time?
Thinking like this, Zhang Xingcai's attention couldn't help but be attracted.
Zhang Xiahou's family was kidnapped by Zhang Fei when he was young. From north to south, he has seen countless wind and rain. His natal family is in the north, and his own people are in Shu.
Thinking about it, if I want to return to the west, doesn't it seem that I am going to take the Shu road?
So she felt the feeling of returning to the West expressed in this article more deeply than anyone else.
Emotions are integrated into the text, and when sung, it will naturally move people's hearts even more.
The song became more and more passionate at the moment. When the song came to "What's wrong with those who have traveled a long way to come?", the sound of long and long sighs was lingering, and tears almost fell from my eyes.
However, Zhang Xingcai raised his eyebrows when he heard the following sentence: "One man is in charge of the barrier, and ten thousand people are not allowed to open it." He couldn't help but secretly thought that this sentence seemed to be talking about how his lord had fought off Cao Cao's thieves alone at Changban Bridge. .
Zhang Xiahou had been paying attention to her daughter's expression. When she saw her daughter's reaction, she no longer cared about her own life experience and continued singing with all her strength. When it comes to the sentence "It's better to return home early", there is no sentimentality.
“Wonderful, wonderful…”
After Zhang Xiahou finished chanting, a long time passed before the Queen Mother sighed, "Even though I am a woman, I cannot help but fall in love with such a magnificent poem. What do you think, Queen?"
Zhang Xingcai finally spoke, nodded and said, "It's rare in the world. I think when I first heard this article, it was just a fragment of the article. I regretted not being able to read the full article. I didn't expect that now my wish would come true."
“Huh? There is such a story? Why do you all know this article, but I don’t? Who wrote it?”
The Queen Mother asked in surprise.
"The empress dowager is generous," Zhang Xiahou was in a good mood at this time, so he took the initiative to speak, "This article was ordered by a young man named Feng Yong."
Even though she had only met Feng Yong once, the young man's mention of "begging for bones" made her lose her composure. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiahou's smile became even stronger.
“Feng Yong?”
Empress Dowager Wu thought for a moment, "This name seems familiar."
“The one who made the eight-oxen plow…”
Seeing that the Queen Mother could not remember, Huang Yueying reminded her.
Empress Dowager Wu touched her palm and said with a smile.
It would have been better not to say this. As soon as he said it, everyone present smiled knowingly, and even the corners of the queen's mouth curled up slightly.
Although the name Feng Langjun, who is clever and charming, does not sound good, it has a special meaning when it is applied to that boy.
There is no other reason. At that time, Liao Gongyuan pioneered this name, and then people with ulterior motives were publicizing Feng Yong's reputation for clever words and tricks.
Unexpectedly, it didn’t take long for this kid to do several big things in succession, which immediately forced those people to shut up.
Now Feng Yong seems to be the first young man in the Han Dynasty. On the other hand, Liao Gongyuan's whole family was exiled to Wenshan and became a laughing stock.
The affairs of the world have reversed here.
So now the name Qiaoyan Lingse Feng Langjun is no longer a derogatory term, but is instead used to mock those who originally promoted this name as being ignorant of the true heroes.
It is conceivable that as long as Feng Yong's reputation becomes more and more famous, those people will be less able to hold their heads up, so this name will become more and more popular among the people.
The Empress Dowager saw the expressions on everyone's faces and couldn't help laughing at first, "I've made a mistake. I heard that this boy has done a lot for the court at a young age. I didn't expect that his literary talent is so good."
“The Queen Mother does not know that this son can not only write powerful poems, but also write poems about women’s thoughts.”
Zhang Xiahoushi was greatly encouraged when she saw the corners of her daughter's mouth raised.
She thought to herself that her daughter had always wanted Siniang to marry Feng Langjun, but she only let Guan Ji get the upper hand, which she deeply regretted. Instead of letting her dwell on the pain all the time, it's better to let her think more, so that she doesn't have time to think about those sad things.
Huang Yueying next to her was shocked when she heard Zhang Xiahou say this.
I just wanted to stop it, but it was already too late.
As Guan Ji’s half-mother, she naturally hopes that Guan Ji can marry Feng Yong.
So the two mothers, each playing their own tricks for their own daughters.
“Maybe he also wrote other articles?”
The Queen Mother asked.
“Exactly.”
Zhang Xiahou nodded, thinking that since Siniang had also taken the title, it was the right time to talk about marriage.
Even if it is difficult to marry that Feng Langjun, it is not necessarily impossible. If it works out, Siniang will have a good home. If not, this matter can also arouse Sanniang's mind, so that she does not have to mourn all day long, and she will not be at a loss.
“It’s just that I don’t know if Feng Langjun likes to write residual essays or something. This article only contains the beginning.”
“This Feng Langjun is quite interesting, and he has such hobbies.”
After hearing this, the Queen Mother became more and more interested and said, "With the beauty of the previous article, I think this one will not disappoint."
When Huang Yueying heard this, she could only sigh secretly.
This sister, I would have known better and would not have told her this matter. Now, it is really too late to regret it. But fortunately, I didn't tell her Ma Su's guess, otherwise the matter would have been a complete mess.
"Your Majesty, please listen. I have my first hair, and I am playing in front of the door. The man rides a bamboo horse, and goes around the bed to make green plums. We live together for a long time, and the two children are guessing. Your Majesty, please tell me, these few sentences are from my daughter's house. The childlike joy of childhood?”
The Queen Mother had not said anything yet, but Zhang Xingcai looked startled and made an exception and asked, "Where's down there?"
Zhang Xiahou smiled helplessly, "Just a few words."
“So short?”
Zhang Xingcai blurted out.
“There must be something more to it, but Feng Langjun didn’t read it.”
“This Feng Yong…”
Zhang Xingcai had a look of anger on his face, "Why is it like this? You didn't finish writing the article, and you hang people up and down. It's not the work of the Son of Man."
(End of this chapter)