Author: Bai Tang, Source: Tang Poetry song poetry ancient poems (ID: tsgsc8)
01
Born ugly
In 1052 AD, the Northern Song Dynasty He clan ushered in a newborn child, and the ugly appearance of the newborn shocked a kind of person, including the stable mother, the mother, and so on. Fortunately, the stable mother can speak the Tao, bluntly saying that the uglier the newborn baby looks, the more dragon and phoenix posture it will grow up, and it will definitely make great achievements in the future. The mother who was secretly hurting herself on the bed turned from sorrow to joy and happily rewarded her mother-in-law with a lot of silver money.
The whole house was full of joy. Mrs. He named her newborn grandson "Cast", hoping that he could reverse the decline of the family and recast the glory of the family.
He Anshi, who was waiting outside his wife's delivery room, was much calmer, and as the empress of Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, Empress Xiaohui, the daughter of the He family still had the opportunity to marry into the high gate, but the boy no longer had the opportunity to show his grand plan in the temple. May the child be safe and healthy.
Probably the father did not wish that the child would grow better and better. As he grew older, Xiao Hezhu's eyebrows gradually opened, but he was still not good-looking, and even very ugly.
The little friends laughed again and again, arousing the anger in his heart, and he used all the vocabulary he had learned all his life to fight back and fight, but others could knock him down in place with just a word of "He Ghost Head". He also secretly wept bitterly, and even searched for more words and phrases in books to fight back, and got up early in the morning to practice martial arts.
Later, he grew taller and taller, and after his friends who once laughed at him were as thin as chickens in the face of him, and his mouth was not as good as he would quote the scriptures, and the human body that scolded him had no skin, no one dared to scold him head-on. He also experienced the joy of reading from the process of turning books day after day, and saw a larger and broader world.
He was still so ugly, his face was as black as iron, his eyebrows were high, his mouth was crooked, and even because of his ugly appearance, the advantage of being seven feet long seemed to be a disadvantage, standing in the crowd, ugly enough to be visible to everyone at a glance. But he can also calmly face the teasing and teasing between friends.
The title of "He Ghost Head" also gradually spread in the literary world along with his literary name.
When people are more than half a hundred, and their hair is thin, the hair bun is coiled on the top of the head, and it is almost impossible to insert the hairpin, which is pitifully small. His "plum yellow shiyu" was already spread by the public in the literary circles, and the "head of the ghost" became "He Meizi," and his friend Guo Xiangzheng laughed at his bald hair and small bun and no beard, pointed at his bun and said: "This is true He Meizi also." "Plum" harmonic sound "no hair", joke him "plum yellow rain" although well written, people look ugly. He just smiled it off.
When he was young, he was full of youthful vigor, could not stand the criticism of others, and the experience of being ridiculed by people in his childhood made him practice good at arguing, and also gave him a sensitive mentality, so that he often accused people of their mistakes in person, and between words, they fought back with a little dissatisfaction, even if they were powerful, they never showed mercy.
"Comedy talks about the world, can you not pretend a little less." Although you want power for a while, you don't like it, and you have no words to slander. The old man thought it was a close hero. With people, a lot of color-reducing words. Hi-face stinging short. In the face of your power, you will not be obedient. ”
The consequence of the outspoken argument is to gain a reputation for being "wild" and have no friends in the official arena.
Now that I am older, it doesn't matter what I look like, whether it's "He Meizi" or "He Ghost Head".
Arguing with people is really better than going home to the library to proofread books and enjoy yourself.
People think that the "He Ghost Head" is ugly, and the more than 10,000 books in the family will not be.
And do they have a collection of more than 10,000 books?
Lao He's family wealth is very poor, and his spirit is very rich.
02
Side effects of the aura of the imperial relatives
Before the founding of the Song Dynasty, Song Taizu married the daughter of the He family and had a son, Dezhao. Empress He's father, He Jingsi, could not have imagined that one day his son-in-law, who could recruit good warriors, was transformed into a yellow robe and became an emperor. But his poor daughter, at this time, has returned to hate heaven.
As the mother-in-law of the deceased empress, what future can the current abbot have? He Jingsi did not make any extravagant expectations.
However, Song Taizu was a nostalgic person, and he Jingsi was made the King of Guangping Shao, and the first Kaifeng Longheli was given. Before the glory of the He family had even begun, Song Taizu went to find his empress.
His younger brother Emperor Taizong of Song succeeded to the throne, and the first thing he did after succeeding to the throne was to kill Taizu, the son of Empress He, who was a threat to his throne, and even forced his own brother Zhao Tingmei out of depression, and finally died of depression.
The He clan trembled, afraid that they would be able to provoke the disaster of killing themselves at any time. Fortunately, Emperor Taizong was not so murderous, and even favored the He family.
The emperor's grace made the He family bow down and die, and wholeheartedly entrusted their lives to the Zhao Dynasty.
In the third year of Yongxi, He Zhu's fifth-generation ancestor Huaipu and his son Lingtu (He Zhu Gaozu), in line with the original intention of serving the country and the people, repeatedly proposed to Emperor Taizong to recover the lost land from the Khitans. He even personally led his troops into battle, but unfortunately lost the battle, the whole line collapsed, and both father and son were killed in battle. He died in battle without success, and even carried a black cauldron for the cowardice and compromise of the entire Northern Song ruling clique.
After the Northern Song ruling clique adopted a policy of surrender and forbearance towards the Khitans, the Huaipu father and son, who actively led the war, were condemned.
Once liquidated, the He family, which had been prominent for three generations, gradually fell.
In the past, He Zhu's great-grandfather, grandfather, and father were all just low-level military attaches from zhengjiu to eight.
In the future, He Zhu, He Zhu's sons, grandsons, great-grandchildren... As long as the descendants of Zhao Guangyi are still in power, as long as they still rely on the aura of this imperial relative and state relative, and choose Enyin to supplement the official, the He clan will continue to sink into the subordinates.
The officialdom of the Song Dynasty emphasized literature over military service, attached importance to the civilian officials who were admitted by the imperial examination, and despised the military attachés who supplemented the officials of Enyin, who were not only regarded as inferior to those who had "no birth", but were also subject to stricter restrictions on their appointments and transfers, and the vast majority of lifelong intelligence was middle- and lower-level bureaucrats.
The aura of the former imperial relatives and state relatives has become an indelible shackle on the He family after the passage of time.
He Zhu wanted to change his own destiny, and he also wanted to change the fate of his family, so there was only one way, to take the imperial examination.
He studied hard, hoping to be able to embark on this Yangguan Road.
However, the arrangement given to him by fate was not the shuangwen script of "Asahi Tianshelang, Twilight Heavenly Son".
In the year of the child, the father died of illness, the mother was sick, and the poor family, except for the title of "the mother of the founding queen", was golden, and there was no other color.
As long as you live, eating is a big problem. In order to eat for his mother and himself, the 17-year-old teenager left home to go to Beijing, and at the age of 20, he supplemented the official with Enyin and served as the right class temple.
He Zhu, who was forced by fate to embark on the road of Enyin supplementing officials, spent twenty years in the martial ranks, only to be promoted to the fourth rank, and rose from the third to the bottom to the seventh in the third class of martial artists, with a humble official position.
The ambitious young man who stepped into his career at the beginning of the past year, longing for the ambition of defending the country on the border and establishing military merit to "shine in gold seals and brocades", after experiencing the hardships of the official field, he became a white-headed old man who "the heart of the teenager is now old, and the ask for the field will start from here".
Later, on the recommendation of Li Qingchen, Su Shi and others, he changed to a civilian post, but he also asked himself to be an idle official. Throughout his life, he has always sunk into the hands of his subordinates.
Time also, luck also, fate also.
"Three Birds of Song of the Three Sons"
He Zhu (Song Dynasty)
The Yangtze River is steep and mountainous, and the bamboo is barren and the pine is covered with lotus.
Silkworms first sleep when the wind is warm, and there is a lot of smoke and rain when the plum is yellow.
There are trails in the mountains, tired guests according to saddles, and Nairs return to the birds Ho.
Sub-rules birds, it is better to go back.
Whose house is the tallest building in the northwest, several for Wang Sun complained about the grass.
Zi Zhi Er dissolved and flew, and I alone did not return.
Ten years of ruins in the Sumen Road, the old travel in the dream knows right and wrong.
One official stole official barn rice, and the family of ten was full.
In the golden seal brocade, the young man's heart is now old, and he asks for the field from now on.
"Will Enter the Wine・ Little Plum Blossom Two Songs"
The road down the city. Poignant. The tomb of the ancients who ploughed the field today. Shore sand. With crab leaf. In the long past, the flow of water is now in the home. Huang Ai Chi Ri Chang'an Road. Weary guests have no pulp horses and no grass. Open letter off. Cover up the pass. How through the ages, I have not seen a single person idle.
Six nations disturbed. Three Qin sweeps. At first, it was called the four elders of Shangshan. Ride a bicycle. Letter to the Book. Attack the Lotus Burning, and then take the long coat. High stream end to get the wine in the fun. Go deep into the drunken village to settle down. Forgetfulness. Dead and unnamed. Whoever talks about Erhao, did not count Liu Ling at the beginning.
03
Heroic pride
When he was young, Xiao He had not yet experienced the beatings of society, and the most he experienced was the insults that people insulted him for his ugly face.
At that time, although he had a sensitive heart, he was also full of pride. He had read many books, and what he liked to admire the most was the Rangers recorded in Sima Qian's "Biography of the Rangers" such as Zhu Jia, Ju Meng, and Guo Xie, who "must believe their words, their deeds must bear fruit, they have promised to be sincere, they do not love their bodies, and they go to the trap of the soldiers", which deeply attracted Xiao He, making his heart burn with a fire, and always wanting to see the uneven road and roar. Blind to the powerful and jealous as a vendetta are the necessary heroic qualities of this kind of "chivalry".
He thought so, and he did. Even if it offends the powerful.
After He Zhu sent everyone away, he made sure that the son of a noble man stole time and quantity, making him willing to receive punishment, and when he saw that the son of a noble man was willing to receive punishment, he laughed and was very relieved.
People praised him for his chivalry, but they were all farther away from him, and there were really fewer and fewer people who could be friends. Xiao He was sometimes a little depressed and a little confused.
He spoke up for the people, always paid attention to the people's livelihood, and exposed the shortcomings of the ruling clique, all of which were the work of wild people. Especially during Su Shi's demotion of officials, he befriended Su Shi, but there was no poetry exchange during his resurrection, and he was really not willing to borrow the light of his friends at all.
Later, many years later, Xiao He became Lao He, who called himself a "rare madman" when he was young, and once called himself a "Northern Sect Fanatic". However, he never regretted those "stupid things" he had done, and Lao He, who had been tempered by society, became deep and introverted, and his cultivation was indifferent, but he still did not lose the wild spirit of the hero.
"Six States Song Head"
Young chivalrous, befriending the five capitals. Liver and gallbladder holes, hairs shrugged. In the standing talk, death and life are the same. A promise weighs a thousand gold. Push the brave, dignified and indulgent. Light cover embrace, joint flying skeleton, Doucheng East. Boom drinking, spring color floating cold urn, sucking sea hanging rainbow. Idle eagle dog, white feather plucked eagle bow, cunning hole Russian air. Happy hurry.
Like Huang Liang Dream, Ci Dan Feng; Bright Moon Gong, Yang Lonely Peng. Bureaucracy, courtesy; dust cages, book series. The birds are like clouds, for rough use, Ku Qi Gong. Agitation, Yuyang Lane, Si Sorrowful Weng. Do not invite the long wisp, tie the heavenly pride seed, the sword roared in the west wind. Hate the mountain climbing near the water, send the seven-stringed tong in hand, and see the return to Hong.
04
Dedicated to straight men
Perhaps because he experienced too much ridicule since he was a child, Xiaohe was so insecure about his appearance when he was young that when he reached the age of marriage, he felt uneasy.
The wife that the family married for him was a clan maid, and she had compassion for him. He was a descendant of Empress Taizu's mother's family, and his wife Zhao Shi was a descendant of Emperor Taizong's younger brother Zhao Tingmei, who was forced to die by Emperor Taizong.
Will she hate me for being ugly? Xiao He asked himself almost a hundred times a day in his mind.
Three books and six appointments, ushered in the big wedding. When he lifted the hijab and looked at the gentle gaze of the woman in front of him, Xiao He's heart suddenly settled down.
Cold and summer, the days after becoming relatives passed quickly, and it was still summer, and his wife would prepare winter clothes for him, sewing and mending the only fur coat with countless patches. Xiao He was so anxious for his wife, and Zhao said that in ancient times, someone came to see his daughter about to get married, so he hurried to ask the doctor to treat the tumor on her daughter's neck. When you want to wear it in winter, don't you make it up again, isn't it as stupid as this ancient person? The two laughed.
It's really good to be married, someone asks you if the porridge is warm, and someone sets up a dusk for you. It's wonderful to have someone gentle and devoted to you.
The only unsimple thing is that he is forced by life to let go of his post and is often separated from his wife. Until He Zhu was forty-six or seventeen years old, he was still "mandarin ducks and ducks were white-headed, three thousand miles north of The South of the Jiangsu River." ("Xi Yu Chun").
But Mrs. Zhao never complained. The long parting of the two brings endless lovesickness and parting reluctance.
He Zhu wrote down his reluctance and thoughts for his wife in many poems.
"Little Heavy Mountain"
The flower yard is deeply suspicious and has no way to go. Under the shadow of the blue screen window, jade hibiscus. At that time, I hated the five more bells. Divide the place, oblique moon small curtain.
Chu Chu leng sank. A pair of gold pillows, half empty bed. Paint the bridge bordering the water Fengcheng East. Willow in front of the building, gaunt a few autumn winds.
Until 1098, when He Zhu was 46 years old, due to the death of his mother, he was suspended from living idly in Suzhou according to the system. He took his wife to Suzhou and reunited the husband and wife, at which time he made up his mind, drifted for half his life, and never separated from his wife again.
But fate at this time put He Zhu together, in 1100, Zhao Shi unfortunately died of illness. They were together for less than two years, and the yin and yang were separated.
He Zhu cried and couldn't believe such a fact. Such a good wife left, he did not dare to think about how he could live in the future, in his heart, he was already like a sycamore, and his deceased wife took half of his life.
He buried his wife on the outskirts of Suzhou, and then went north to Beijing to report for duty. When he returned to Suzhou, facing his wife's grave, he wrote "Partridge Heaven (Half Dead Tong)" with deep affection.
Partridge Sky
What is different from what is wrong with the door? After the sycamore is half dead and frosted, the head white mandarin duck loses its companion and flies.
Hara on the grass, dew chu xi. The old habitat and the new one are two clings. Empty bed to listen to the rain in the south window, who picked up the lights to mend clothes at night?
The person in the world who treated him most sincerely was no longer there. Whenever I think about this, I can't bear to cry.
05
Clouds are easy to disperse
The successive deaths of his mother and wife, and the unsatisfactory career path, made He Zhu even more heartless, "dirty face, no longer connected with the world."
Life still has to go on, since Bu lived in Suzhou, He Zhu lived in Suzhou City Vinegar Fang Bridge, in the city outside hengtang there is a small building, easy to read school books, daily flat boat between the two residences.
Nanpu Hengtang, far away from the officialdom, although poor, but also safe.
However, the repetition of fate often lies in its surprise.
In the first year of the Jianzhong Jingguo (1101), on the March Festival, He Zhu returned to his residence in the city by boat from Hengtang as usual, and when he entered the city, it was already dusk, just in time for the crowds who left the city to participate in the Yuan yu activities and returned home, the boats on the not wide river channel were crowded for a while, and Wu Nong's soft words rose and fell, which was very lively.
In the midst of this hilarity, a burst of laughter sounded from the boat next to him, and He Zhu looked back curiously, and at a glance he saw a delicate woman, laughing with her companions around her, she still had childish eyebrows, delicate countenance, like a ray of sunshine shining into his hazy heart.
The two boats were under the boatman's maneuvering, the fish were generally staggered, but the figure of the woman was deeply engraved in He Zhu's heart.
"Spreading Magnolias"
South Pudong wind twilight tide. The people of Qiyu returned, and they were merged with Lan Jun. Turning back the nickname is not enough. It is like a chinese lamp, and the fan shadow shakes frequently.
Heavy pan-green Hanton lonely. Soul Break High City Hand Man Move. The best time should wait for the que into the bridge. In order to ask Xingyun, who accompanies the Dynasty.
I thought it was just Pingshui meeting, and I didn't want to meet again in April when the plums were new yellow and drizzling. He Zhu saw the same surprise in the woman's eyes.
Is this God's compensation for the loss of my mother and wife? Lao He heard his own heartbeat.
Perhaps the woman is only impressed by He Zhu's peculiar appearance, but in He Zhu's eyes, it has become a fate of love at first sight and goodbye.
Her posture of tidying up her hair, her eyebrows like a distant mountain, and the drizzle of that evening that day, haunted her heart and made people unforgettable.
I'm going to marry her! Life is so hard, I still have to live for myself again!
Lao He's deep-seated heroic spirit was rekindled in his enthusiasm for life.
He made all the preparations with great interest, and even thought about what kind of etiquette to marry a beautiful woman to enter the door, but when he conceived the future and found someone to inquire about her surname and where her family lived, he got an obituary that her soul had passed away.
Li Zhiyi's "Inscription He Fang Huizi" said: "Right He Fang HuiZi. Wu Nuwan turned to have an afterglow, Fang returned and was pleased, so she would be entrusted... One day and night, when the door was knocked on, and when the beginning was different, the result was an obituary. After the second run, it has been rewarded. A: A liter of tears has been stored to make a good work. So the moans kept coming, and the tears fell for a few of them. ”
It is not so much that the flower of love withers before it has time to open, but rather that the hope of life that He Zhu rekindles is extinguished in an instant. It is better to know this than never to meet.
When the song of sorrow is crying, the tears are poured out, and the smile of the beautiful person cannot be exchanged. That beautiful encounter, like a rainbow after the rain, disappeared in an instant.
He Zhu put his pen full of sorrow into the words, composing "Qingyu Case" and "Grateful for the Emperor's Grace" to send feelings that have nowhere to be placed.
The Qingyu Case
Ling Bo is not on Hengtang Road, but he sees and fang dusts away. Who is the degree of Kinsehua Nian? Moon Bridge Flower Courtyard, Trivial Window Zhuhu, only Spring Knowledge.
FeiYun Ran Ran Gao Twilight, color pen new title broken intestine sentence. How much leisure do you have? A river of tobacco, full of wind in the city, plums yellow when the rain.
"Gratitude to the Emperor"
Lan Zhi Man Fang Chau, gossamer cross road. Luo socks are dusty. Welcome. The whole beard is full of hair, and the pulse is difficult to speak. The breeze blows willows. People cross south.
Looking back at the old tour, the mountains are not heavy. Flower bottom deep Zhu household. whence. Half yellow plums, to the evening curtain to thin the rain. Broken Soul Pays. Spring will go.
If it is said that the death of his beloved wife, He Zhu is already "half dead in Wutong", at this time, He Zhu is completely cut off from hope and enthusiasm for life, realizing that "spring will go", and the spring in life no longer exists.
Suzhou is the place he can't bear to mention, and it is also the place he can't bear to leave.
In the third year (1109) of Emperor Huizong's reign, at the age of 57, he was entrusted with Lang Zhishi and lived in southern Jiangsu, but after a year of recommendation, he resigned again and settled in Suzhou. The family collected more than 10,000 volumes of books, and the hand self-proofed chickens, so as to end up old age, compiled into the "Qinghu Legacy of the Elderly Collection".
In the seventh year of Emperor Xuanhe of Huizong (1125), on the eve of the Jing kang rebellion, he died at the monk's house in Changzhou at the age of 73.
A lifetime has nothing to do with humiliation.
In his life, He Zhu has loved and hurt, but he has never complained or hated.
Life is really hard, the heavens are everywhere to give him the way, but he accepted it calmly, in the cracks of life, try to maintain his pure heart, extravagant spirit, try to do what he wants to do, want to be the person, pay the sincerity, but also get the true heart, even if it pays thousands of hard work, he has never regretted it.
His life was really hard, but he never fell into the quagmire in the political arena of the Northern Song Dynasty' party struggle, and his life was pure; it was a great fortune to die on the eve of the Jingkang Revolution and not to see the shame of the loss of his home country.
-Author-
Bai Tang, a master's degree student in ancient literature, loves ancient poetry, likes to taste the taste of life in poetry, and pursues the secrets of the poets of thousands of years ago.