Tracing China: Through history, dialogue between ancient and modern

Chapter 293 Emperor Qianlong who is "full of economics"
you know.

Who is the poet with the most remaining poems in our country?
Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Lu You...

NO! ! !

He was Emperor Qianlong, CEO of the Qing Dynasty.

Qianlong wrote more than 3000 poems in his life,

What is this concept.

We must know that Tang poetry is the pinnacle of Chinese poetry development,

"Quan Tang Poetry" contains more than 2000 poets,
A total of more than 8000 poems.

Qianlong alone wrote more than 4 poems,

The number of poems he wrote alone,

Almost caught up with "Full Tang Poetry".

According to Qianlong's 88 years of life,
Write an average of 1.3 poems per day.

Not hardworking.

Qianlong loved to write poems, to what extent?
I have nothing to write when I have nothing to do, and I also write poetry when I have something to do.
Eat a cucumber and write a poem, go to an attic to write a poem.

The point is, you can also write when you go to the toilet,

Made the toilet paper very tight,
Just ask if you are embarrassed or not.

but,

A cruel fact is that even though there were few poems in the Tang Dynasty,

However, it is a classic, word by word,
But Qianlong's poems, although he wrote a lot,

But none of the classics have been handed down to future generations.

Just ask if you are embarrassed or not.

So in the program "Tracing Back to China", it is in the slightly dim palace of the Royal Study Room.

Emperor Qianlong wanted to compose poems on the spot.

But Jiaqing, Daoguang, Xianfeng, Tongzhi, Guangxu and Puyi were shocked.

They are Qianlong's sons, grandsons, great-grandsons... how can they not know Qianlong's "literary talent!"

The six spoke well to dissuade them, but Qianlong didn't stop!
"You six, since you dare to underestimate me, that's fine. Tonight, I will compose six poems in a row, so that you can see what it means to be an emperor."

Jiaqing, "..."

Daoguang, "..."

……

Puyi's jaw was about to drop from shock, and the corner of his mouth twitched, as if he had eaten a dead fly, and his face was so ugly.

It is estimated that Pu Yi was thinking:

"My dear old ancestor, what are you trying to do? Isn't it enough to embarrass yourself once for a poem?"

"Are you always going to lose face six times?"

"Master Qianlong, why do you always have such self-confidence?"

As for Lin Feng, he didn't tell the truth. After all, this was a matter of the Aixinjueluo family.

Even Jiaqing Daoguang and the others didn't say it clearly.

I will not do things that are sinners.

And, what if Emperor Qianlong really wrote good poems?What if Emperor Qianlong really wants to become a blockbuster?

"it is good!"

"Unexpectedly, among the descendants of emperors I love Xinjueluo, there is such a confident and elegant emperor."

"Hongli, you should be more confident and bold."

"Remember, don't let future generations 200 years from now underestimate our Qing emperor."

Huang Taiji, who didn't know why, took it seriously.

I really think that "Old Man Shiquan" has the literary talent not inferior to Tang poetry and Song Ci.

Nurhachi didn't speak, but his left eyelid kept twitching, as the old saying goes, left eye twitching is a disaster.

So Nurhachi's expression was solemn, as if he always felt that something bad had happened.

at this time.

Emperor Qianlong walked to the desk and picked up a writing brush specially designed for the court.

Looking at the seriously prepared Emperor Qianlong, there are different opinions on the modern Internet at this time.

"Emperor Qianlong, wouldn't he write one piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven pieces, or eight pieces?"

"No, the gathering of the 12 Qing emperors in modern times should be one, two, three or four, and five, six, seven or eight would be more appropriate."

"Fuck, brother, are you laughing to death?"

"ruthless."

"Is Qianlong's literary talent really that bad?"

"Well, I'm afraid it's not that bad, only this bad."

"It is said that he wrote [-] poems in his life, but of the ones that have been handed down, only one can be barely read, and the others are not clear."

"Mostly limericks?"

"Will Qianlong be able to write six poems at a time?"

"Attention, he started!"

In the lens.

Qianlong had already picked up the pen, muttering words, and the tip of the pen was also quickly swipe on the paper.

Soon, the first poem came out.

The name is: "Reading Xiang Yu Ji".

Qianlong was very proud, as if reading an imperial decree, he began to read aloud, wanting to surprise others with his talent and poetic style.

The deer walks in the wilderness and the strong man chases after it, and the frogs make the sound of the purple man.

Pulling out the mountain and carrying the tripod to prosper, how violent is it, and the tooth and sword are left behind.

The world doesn't hear songs that are more clear, but only sigh Yu Xi in the tent.

Where is the hometown of Sanhu?For thousands of years, Wujiang River has never washed away its sorrow.

……

Not to mention, when you recite it and pass it into your ears, it's really the same thing, isn't it very bad!
after reading.

Qianlong looked at Jiaqing, Daoguang and other descendants, and said quite proudly, "What do you think of this poem?"

Needless to say?

Of course it was a flattering compliment!
After all, the poetry talents of Jiaqing, Daoguang, Xianfeng and others are just like that, with little appreciation.

Lin Feng frowned, "What does it mean to chase a strong man after a deer walks in the wilderness? It's so puzzling, Emperor Qianlong, are you trying to make up the number of words by force?"

Looking at Nurhachi and Huang Taiji again, their expressions were a little strange, but I couldn't describe them.

Say they appreciate it?

But there was not a single word of praise for Qianlong.

Say they are dissatisfied?

Not a word of disparaging either.

Probably Qianlong's poem, neither high nor low, can barely pass.

"continue……"

Emperor Qianlong put it down, picked up the brush again, and this time began to write in a cool and unrestrained way. It was almost a poem, and it was completed in one minute.

In less than 5 minutes, five poems came alive on the paper.

"Night Rain"

The night rain hits the boat window, just when I wake up from my dream.

It is suitable for listening to the ear, and it is not cold when wearing a quilt.

That is to say, the south has been enriched, and recalling the north leads to Huaiyong.

After a while, the sound gradually faded, and there was no sleep.

Lin Feng said that the poems should be suitable for the occasion, but he turned his head and looked outside the hall. It's not raining tonight?

I suspect, Emperor Qianlong, are you copying what you wrote on a rainy day before?

……

"The One Who Sings the Salt"

A history of the canopy and reed factory, containing the view of the people of Yanzao.

Qiaoshan is far away, and Fuhai is also difficult.

When the heat is known, it should be cooked, and the marinated paste should be evenly prepared.

Poor and suffering forever.Henry is someone else.

This poem praises the working people, very straightforward!It's just that in Qianlong's later years, the officialdom of the imperial court was smoky, especially the salt merchants, which were almost rotten to the root, and few salt merchants could collect tax money every year.

So Emperor Qianlong, are you sure you have experienced the hard work of the bottom working people?

……

"Lunar New Year's eve"

This day is the eve of Qianlong, the Jiaqing Year of the Ming Dynasty.

Rare in ancient and modern times, heaven and earth are graceful.

Parents dare to express their gratitude, and their hearts increase their piety.

Nearly grown-up old people say that the cloud is very lucky to be perfect.

The meaning of this poem is obvious, it is probably equivalent to modern times, when New Year's Eve is celebrated, I posted a circle of friends!
……

"The Tribes of Mongolia"

The child can ride a camel at the age of five, and Le Zena uses milk cakes as food.

Suddenly Luo Qingsha was overjoyed and teased her schoolfather Wu Tianmo.

There was only one sentence in Lin Feng's heart: Mongolian children are really tough.

Other than that, speechless!

……

"Number of Questions"

It's easy to write the title at your fingertips, the tree has fewer leaves and more roots.

The walls of the autumn mountains are clear and unobstructed, and the wild water lakes are not frozen,
Pheasants shelter from the wind and hide in deep grass valleys, and deer know the cold and go down to the sunny slopes.

In the season of giving clothes, Bin's poems chant, what is the hardship of the people in Haomu.

This song should have been thought up on the spot. It is a hand-picked composition, but what the hell is that "oh" in the first sentence?

Lin Feng said that I have been reading Tang poetry and Song Ci for 20 years, but it seems that I have never, never heard of a poem using "oh".

And this "there are fewer leaves on the tree and more roots?"

Straightforward sentences in such a spoken form?
Can we still have a beautiful and profound artistic conception?
Emperor Qianlong, you are indeed different.

……

have to say.

The six poems written by Emperor Qianlong on the spot can be described as various, including limericks, far-fetched ones, sending blessings to Moments, cheating and copying, and some that are incompatible with "poetry"...

In general.

How many points?

Lin Feng felt that he could score 59 points, and one more point was afraid that Emperor Qianlong would be proud.

someone asked.

Host, if you were asked to write six poems on the spot, would you be able to do it?

Lin Feng said, you need to analyze the specific situation, who is Qianlong?The emperor of the Qing Dynasty was taught by famous teachers and great Confucians since he was a child. He read the Four Books and Five Classics since he was a child, and he also grew up in an ancient environment!

Even, he is the Emperor Qianlong who created a prosperous age in your mouth.

A great emperor.

Is writing a few verses not pediatrics?

"Old ancestor, Hongli has completed six poems..." Qianlong spoke modestly.

But everyone knows.

He was a little elated at this moment, and he was praising his talent alone.

Nurhachi covered his forehead, feeling a little hopeless, but still said, "Very good, let's write poetry next!"

Qianlong looked up in surprise.

what's the situation?
The ancestors didn't even praise him well, that's all, no more?

Huang Taiji couldn't take it anymore, "Hongli, these six poems of yours are actually very ordinary, far from the real masters of Tang and Song Dynasties!"

Qianlong, "..."

The atmosphere in the imperial study room was once extremely awkward.

"Back to our ancestors, Hongli still has a poem, which is absolutely comparable to the ancient masters." Qianlong requested.

Huang Taiji, "You still want to write?"

Qianlong was a bit stubborn, courteous and modest on the surface, but he was dissatisfied in his heart, "I am the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, the emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Period, as the emperor of every period, I am high above the ground, and I can look at all corners of the world. I can't be content with others."

It was Huang Taiji's turn to be speechless.

The descendants of Jiaqing, Daoguang, and Puyi were even more sweating for Qianlong.

The sages say that there is a priority in learning the Tao, and there is a specialization in the arts. Those Tang and Song dynasties were originally literary giants who would not be born in the world for a hundred years.

You are an emperor, but you want to compare poems with others, what are you trying to do?

Lin Feng added fuel to the fire and said, "Since this is the case, please ask Senior Qianlong to write another poem. This junior will bring it back to future generations, so that people in future generations can truly realize the full knowledge of Senior Qianlong."

At the end of the word "full of economics", Lin Feng accentuated his tone.

Obviously, this is a pit.

But Emperor Qianlong wanted to jump in!
of course.

As a "geek emperor" who has written tens of thousands of poems in his life and is very conceited, it is understandable for him to have a stubborn temper.

……

(End of this chapter)