Kou Zhun, a famous minister of the Northern Song Dynasty. Politically, tanyuan has made contributions to the retreat of the enemy; the achievements of developing Leizhou. In life, he is known for his hardship and simplicity.
Kou Zhun's name of incorruptibility is evidenced by a poem by the virgin Wei Ye, in which Kou Zhun was praised as "having an official dwelling in a dingding, and having no land to rise from the platform".
This means that he has become a high-ranking official, but he has not bought an industry for himself and built a new home.
The average person who gains power or money will definitely think of improving their living conditions and buying a big house, a car, and luxury goods. However, Kou Zhun was able to restrain this desire in his heart, which was really precious.
Because of These two poems of Wei Ye, Kou Zhun once again gained the reputation of "No Building and Terrace Xianggong".
But in fact, Kou Zhun himself is also a genius. Before the age of 20, he passed the jinshi examination, and also did the Beijing official Dali commentary, knowing Badong and Cheng'an counties.
Since then, his career has been smooth sailing, and he has been valued by the emperor for his many outspoken advice. At the age of 32, he was promoted to the position of Governor of the People's Republic of China, and was in fact the Prime Minister.
Young and promising, it is reasonable to say that it is difficult to control the desire to show off and enjoy in the heart. Kou Zhunzhi's sobriety is said to be all due to a poem by his maid in the house.
What kind of poetry?
Please also listen to this story.
Kou Zhun had just become prime minister at that time, and indeed had some tendencies to enjoy luxury. He likes to listen to songs, and often invites famous singers to his home to sing.
Often after the wine and tea, there is always a beautiful and beautiful singer who is both talented and beautiful.
Once, Kou Zhun had just finished drinking at the house to invite his friends. There was a singer on the table, with a clear singing voice and a good face. Kou Zhun deliberately left her behind, waited for the guests to leave, and then sang a few songs to himself alone.
Several songs were sung, and Kou Zhun was very happy, and on a whim, he rewarded the singer with a silk horse.
Unexpectedly, this singer is also an insatiable person, usually in and out of the big occasions used to, "a song of red silk does not know the number." At this time, Kou Zhun rewarded her with a horse, but instead he played a temper, which was too little, which made the whole house very embarrassed.
Kou Zhun was also confused at this time, and he was not sure to ask for this Buddha.
At this time, the maid who had been accompanying him suddenly appeared in the queue and chanted a sentence in front of Kou Zhun, "Cheng Kou Gong".
The original text of the poem is as follows:
A song and a bouquet of Aya, the beauty is still too light. I don't know how many degrees of weaving under the weaver girl's screen window!
The reading was read to Kou Zhun, and the singer naturally listened to her ears without a word, and left with a red face.
The next day, after Kou Zhun woke up drunk, he immediately called the maid who had read the poem to him yesterday. It turned out that this maid's name was Calamus, she came from a cold family, and she had been frugal and used to maintaining her family since childhood, and when she saw that the singer last night was insatiable, she wrote this poem in a moment of anger.
On the one hand, Kou Zhun marveled at the talent of the peach, and on the other hand, he also lamented the excellent quality of the peach. He silently said to himself: "Custard is right, although I became an official, it is easy to make money, but I can't squander it like this." It should be known that every stitch and thread is the blood and sweat of the people. ”
Since this lesson, Kou Zhun has always maintained the virtue of thrift and simplicity, which is praised by future generations.
Looking back at this poem by the maid Cun Tao, the full text of 28 words is as clear as words, refreshing and clean, and the conclusion is powerful.
A song can be exchanged for a silk horse, which is already a big bargain.
But the beauty is still there to twist and turn, disgusted that the gift is too light.
O singer, please think of the women who work at home at about the same age as you. How many days and nights did they have to work hard at the window to be able to weave this silk horse; they had to throw the shuttle several times over and over again to be able to exchange for the money of this silk horse?
After listening to this poem, the reason why the singer left with a red face was probably that she really listened to it and thought of her playmates when she was a child.
They have fallen into the wind and dust, and they are accustomed to the wind and snow, the rich and the rich, but they can only stay at home, looking forward to marrying a good family, and the male cultivators and women weave their lives.
I feel like I am here, but those ordinary women are silently enduring everything.
Such a comparison makes people feel terrible.
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