Chapter 830 Patriotism
Chapter 830 Patriotism
Although it was for the good of the country, sometimes, those in power really hated people for not being able to speak well. What's more, there were treacherous villains who spoke ill of Qu Yuan in front of King Huai of Chu from time to time. It would be strange if Qu Yuan's career was smooth.
In front of the skylight, King Huai of Chu looked unhappy. He was naturally happy that Qu Yuan had gone to the afterlife, but it also showed that the things he had done were somewhat stupid. He had become autistic and didn't want to talk.
"Finally in 299 BC, you, Mr. Qu Yuan, were able to return to the capital of Chu from Hanbei.
It happened that the Qin State captured eight cities of the Chu State in succession, and used the threat of victory to force King Huai of Chu to meet him.
After knowing this, Senior Qu Yuan, you have been trying to persuade King Huai of Chu not to go. You even wanted to tie King Huai of Chu up and prevent him from going. Of course, Senior Qu Yuan, you don’t have such courage,” Li Wu made a joke. Qu Yuan smiled bitterly. He really didn’t have such ability. Who dared to tie up the king directly?
Qu Yuan was silent. In fact, he had just returned to Chu not long ago. Since the sky curtain appeared, his name had been seen in the barrage, so the king let him come back later.
If the little fairy had not appeared, he would not have been able to return to Chudu until now. The changes that the little fairy brought to them were so many that they could not express their gratitude in words.
People no longer starved or froze to death, and everything was developing in a good direction.
"However, King Huai of Chu refused to listen and insisted on his request. As a result, after entering Qin territory, he was detained by Qin.
Meeting such a great king is really unfair to you, Senior Qu Yuan," Li Wu looked at Qu Yuan with sympathy. He refused to listen to any persuasion. She felt that Qu Yuan was helpless. If they were not the emperor and his subjects, he would have wanted to curse.
"Three years later, King Huai of Chu died in Qin, and Qin sent his body back to Chu for burial.
King Huai of Chu died in Qin, which naturally led to a sharp deterioration in relations between the two countries and eventually the severance of diplomatic relations.
The newly enthroned King Qingxiang of Chu did not like you, Qu Yuan, so he took the opportunity to dismiss you from all your posts and exiled you to a remote area in the south.
This exile was a long journey and lasted for 16 years.
Mr. Qu Yuan, you have passed through Xiashou, Xiapu, Lingyang and other places.
Many of your excellent literary works, Mr. Qu Yuan, originated from this time.
And after that, Senior Qu Yuan never returned to the capital of Chu again," Li Wu paused, and three pairs of eyes looked at him with sympathy.
Especially Li Wu, she couldn't even imagine being exiled for sixteen years.
The ancestors in front of the sky curtain were all talking about King Huai of Chu and King Qingxiang of Chu. The two were directly said to be autistic and did not dare to speak in the barrage at all, for fear of being caught and scolded by Qu Yuan's fans. If they did not reply, they could pretend not to see it. If they replied, it would be a different matter. They would definitely be scolded to death.
"Eat meat, eat meat, old man Qu Yuan."
"Eat some sweet fruit, it will make you feel better."
Among the three people, some picked food for Qu Yuan, some recommended fruits, their main purpose was to prevent Qu Yuan from being too sad.
In fact, Qu Yuan was not very sad. Seeing the three people caring about him so much, he felt warm in his heart.
"Little Immortal, please continue speaking." He also knew that the State of Chu would be destroyed later, but even though he knew it, he was still sad.
"Okay," Li Wu took a close look at Qu Yuan, and continued when she saw that he was really okay. Don't mention it, the ancients had a strong ability to endure. If she had heard that she was going to be exiled for sixteen years, she would have broken down long ago. "In 278 BC, Senior Bai Qi led his army to capture the capital of Chu, Yingdu, and King Qingxiang of Chu and a group of nobles fled in panic.
When Mr. Qu Yuan, who was still in the south of the Yangtze River, heard the news, he was filled with despair. He did not want to see the State of Chu destroyed personally, so he eventually jumped into the Miluo River on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month. He was 62 years old.
Mr. Qu Yuan, you refined the folk songs of the Chu State and created a new romantic poetry style, "Chu Ci", after the realistic "Book of Songs".
Your representative work "Li Sao" makes extensive use of myths and legends, opening up a new world for ancient Chinese poetry creation.
Therefore, later generations also referred to the "Guofeng" in the "Book of Songs" and the "Li Sao" in the "Chu Ci" as "Feng Sao!"
This is the end of the story of Mr. Qu Yuan.
Later, in order to commemorate Qu Yuan’s loyal patriotism, local people rowed boats to salvage your body and threw rice dumplings into the Miluo River to prevent fish and shrimp from eating your body.
These gradually spread and have been preserved to this day.
When the Dragon Boat Festival comes, I will take you, our ancestors, to see what our Dragon Boat Festival is like.
Let us drink to the patriotic spirit of our predecessor Qu Yuan," Li Wu raised his glass, Tao Yuanming and Bai Juyi also raised their glasses. Qu Yuan naturally came back to his senses. Did he not expect that his ending would be like that?
The State of Chu will eventually be destroyed, right?
But who can be willing to see their country destroyed?
Since they knew it in advance, they naturally had to make changes, and the four of them started drinking again.
In front of the sky curtain, those who knew Qu Yuan all said they would toast to him. This kind of patriotism is worthy of praise.
It's better than some people. Some emperors think of the ministers in their own dynasties who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and they kneel down faster than anyone else, which is extremely hateful. But they still have the integrity of literati, which is the kind of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
With such a contrast, those who were afraid of death were dragged out and whipped, especially the one whose scalp was itchy because the water was too cold.
He was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted. Qian Qianyi felt really wronged. He had changed. Who is not afraid of death? Everyone is not afraid of death. Why did he keep picking on him? He even felt a little resentful towards the immortal, but he didn’t dare to scold him. He resented Liu Rushi, but he didn’t dare to offend her either, because the situation was different now. Liu Rushi’s status was different and he couldn’t afford to offend her!!!
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Several people put down their wine glasses. "Senior Qu Yuan, Senior Tao Yuanming, I would like to ask for your advice," Bai Juyi said, looking at the two of them. Qu Yuan and Tao Yuanming looked at each other and naturally agreed.
"Are we going to have a poetry writing competition?" Li Wu asked with eyes wide open. No, why are we suddenly having a competition?
Yes, it would be a bit abnormal if we didn’t compare. After all, they are literati, and they make friends through literature.
The writers in front of the sky curtain were delighted and had already prepared paper and pen to start copying.
So the three of them started to write poems to each other and drank from time to time. Li Wu was stunned. To her, these poems were very good, so why did they have to drink? Did they lose? How did they know that?
Li Wu was left with a confused look on his face, scratching his ears and cheeks.
The writers in front of the sky curtain were copying so hard that their hands were about to smoke, and they would utter sounds of admiration from time to time.
Finally, after Li Wu had been eating and looking at them blankly for who knows how long, the three of them finally stopped.
"Three seniors, have you finished the competition?" Li Wu asked with blinking eyes. It was impossible to understand what was going on. Don't think that she would understand and be able to compose poems just because she had listened to so many poems written by the ancestors. In fact, she hadn't even heard clearly what was being said, and she had already composed another one. Please forgive her for not having enough brain capacity.
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