Ang Lee did not plan to return to Summer State City for the banquet. Such a banquet was meaningless. It was more meaningful to eat and drink in an environment like the old city of Shiben. This was the old city of the frontier fortress left behind by the Darkhan Dynasty. Many stories must have happened in the past. Although it was dilapidated, it had an unusual cultural atmosphere. The feeling of eating meat and drinking wine in the ruins of the old city was definitely more interesting than drinking wine in the tall buildings in the city. It was a kind of feeling that made people involuntarily feel heroic.
"The bright moon of the Qin dynasty was at the border of the Han dynasty. The people of the Long War had not returned, but the Long Cheng Flying General was still there.
Guo Ziyi recited a frontier fortress poem from the Tang dynasty. It was written by the great poet Wang Changling decades ago. This was a very famous frontier fortress poem, especially in the Tang dynasty era. This poem was very influential. All the literati of the Tang dynasty knew about it. If they had not even heard of this poem, they would be ashamed to call themselves a scholar.
And this heroic frontier fortress poem reflected the poet's beautiful wish to be a good general and end the frontier fortress war as soon as possible so that the people could live a peaceful life.
The description of the scenery at the beginning made people feel the bleak scene of the cold moon shining on the frontier fortress. It made people sigh. And the expectation of a famous general like Li Guang was also to make the frontier fortress peaceful.
The whole poem was full of heroic spirit and was full of contempt for the enemy. It was loyalty to the imperial court. It was a kind of brave and fearless spirit. It was very suitable for the scenery here. Ang Lee felt that it was very suitable for the scenery here.
"Good, good poem, really a good poem! This poem by Wang Changling is the best and most heroic one he has ever made. There is no other poem. "
Ang Lee praised. At the same time, he told the soldiers that this poem was not Guo Ziyi's original work. It could also show his cultural level.
"General, we have heard this poem many times. What does it mean?"
A soldier asked, adding insult to injury.
Guo Ziyi replied with a smile, "Nothing much. It's probably just that with me, Guo Ziyi, guarding the Summer Region, the northern barbarians won't dare to act recklessly in the south. Haha!"
Ang Lee felt that Lao Guo had deliberately misinterpreted it in order to raise the morale and pride of his soldiers. But that was good, since the meaning was almost the same.
"Let me explain the specific meaning. The literal meaning of this poem is that it is still the bright moon of the Qin Dynasty, the frontier of the Han Dynasty, where the war lasted for thousands of miles and the soldiers did not return. If General Wei Qing and Border General Li Guang, who attacked the Xiongnu people, were still alive, they would never allow the Xiongnu people to go south to herd their horses and cross the Yin Mountain. Of course, the Tang dynasty has a general like General Guo, who would not allow the horses to go south. The Horse Gang at present is just a small thief, which is not a big deal at all. I believe that it will not be long before they are wiped out."
Ang Lee explained.
"Yes, exterminate the Horse Gang and protect our rivers and mountains."
"Exterminate the mounted bandits …"
The morale of the soldiers was high.
"Old Guo, your soldiers have high morale! Are there any spies of the bandits among them? "
Ang Lee asked.
Guo Ziyi immediately denied, "No, absolutely not. These soldiers are my bodyguards who were transferred here from the Spiritual State. They have only been here for a few months, and they have been training most of the time. They have little contact with the outside world and will never become the eyes of the bandits. Don't worry about that."
Ang Lee nodded and said, "Good, then I'm relieved. Haha! The food and wine are almost here. "
Not far away, a dozen cavalrymen were rushing toward them. Judging from their speed, they must have carried a lot of food and wine. Otherwise, they would not have been so slow.
Generally speaking, the restaurants in the suburbs were not very big, and there were not many chefs. It was already a lot to have three to five chefs. Usually, there would be one or two chefs, and the total management staff would be about five people. This was the most common situation.
After all, the flow of people in the suburbs was too low. If the restaurant was too big, it would be a waste of resources. Therefore, it was best to open a small restaurant.
However, if the restaurant was small, it was destined that there would not be many tricks in it. There would not even be a lot of food stored. After all, it would be wasted if it could not be used up.
"Five or six people are missing. It seems that there are still food and wine being prepared!"
Guo Ziyi glanced at it and said.
There were no stoves or utensils in the old city of Shiben, so it was inconvenient to cook. It was most convenient to prepare food in the restaurant. However, there were too many soldiers, and a small restaurant would not be able to prepare enough food. The only way was to prepare food on the spot. Therefore, there were still soldiers waiting.
Soon, a dozen cavalrymen arrived. Most of the supplies they brought were wine and very little food. Looking from afar, they were all wine jars.
"General, there is not much food in the restaurant, and it is still being prepared. However, there is a lot of wine. We have as much as you want. There are still a few waiting for the new dishes, so we came back to deliver the wine."
A soldier reported.
These wine jars were all different in shape. Some were big and rough, while others were smooth. This showed that the wine inside was also different. Some were high-grade wine, while some were low-grade wine. There was indeed a lot of wine, and it would not be a problem for three hundred soldiers to drink together. In addition, almost every soldier had a small amount of wine with them, so there was enough wine.
As for the food, it was a little less, but it would be replenished later. The soldiers also had some dry food with them, which was enough for a meal.
For a small restaurant like this outside the city, the quality of the food was not too high, and there would not be many types of food. It would be good if there were a dozen home-cooked dishes. Because it was close to the grassland, there would definitely be mutton. Moreover, the price was generally not expensive, much cheaper than the mutton in the capital. Beef was also sold. At this time, the Tang Dynasty's control over cattle had begun to loosen, especially on the grassland on the northern border. There were many herdsmen who raised cattle. Therefore, in the cities on the northern border, eating beef had begun to be legalized. No one would pursue the crime of eating beef. In other places, as long as the beef was said to be from the grassland, no one would care under normal circumstances, especially if the restaurant had a backer. Even if the restaurant killed cattle every day, no one would care. However, with the convenience of transportation, the beef from the northern grassland was cheaper and tasted better, while the local cattle were more expensive. Therefore, the restaurant was naturally more willing to buy beef cattle from the grassland, which would lower the cost.
Sure enough, the side dishes that were served included beef, mutton, chicken, and several kinds of braised dishes. They were all cold dishes, and none of them were hot dishes. After all, hot dishes needed time to prepare, and it was difficult to prepare them in a short time.
"Come, come, come. Since the dishes are all here, let's eat!"
Ang Lee said and let the soldiers have dinner here.
Because there were not many side dishes, it was difficult to satisfy everyone's needs. Therefore, only the important people could have a share. Most of the ordinary soldiers could only eat the dry food they carried with them. Fortunately, the soldiers were used to it and did not feel tired.
It felt very good to eat and drink in the ruins of the old city. Although there were always crows chirping next to them, it did not affect Ang Lee from eating meat and drinking wine. He just treated these crows as if they were singing.
"When drawing a bow, draw a strong bow; when using an arrow, use a long arrow. To shoot a man, shoot the horse; to capture the bandits, capture the leader. There is a limit to the number of people killed. Countries have their own borders. If we can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can we kill more people? The bright moon rose above the Tianshan Mountain, in the vast sea of clouds. The wind blew for tens of thousands of miles across the Jade Gate Pass. Under the Hanxia Baideng Road, Hu Peiqing Bay. From the place of war, no one is left. The garrison looked at the border town, thinking of home with a bitter face. At this night, the tall building sighs that it should not be idle. "
After drinking a few cups of wine, a lieutenant began to recite the poem. Moreover, he did not make a single mistake. It could be seen that he was a cultured person. Ordinary soldiers could recite the first two lines. They would definitely not be able to remember the rest. However, this lieutenant was able to remember so much. It could be seen that he was a cultured person.
The poem he recited was a poem written by Chief Editor Du Fu a few years ago. It was also a very famous poem. In the second line, to shoot a man, shoot the horse; to capture the bandits, capture the leader. It was known as a famous line through the ages. Not only was it popular in the literature club, but it also had a high reference value in actual military combat.
When many people in the future were fighting, they would often blurt out, "To capture the bandits, capture the leader." This line was too famous. The person who came up with this line was not a famous military expert, but Chief Editor Du of the Tang dynasty. This was very surprising.
"Chief Editor Du's song is a good poem! Who else knows how to recite poems? Tell me! "
Ang Lee opened his mouth and said.
"The clouds in the Qinghai Mountain are dark and snowy. The lonely city looks at the Jade Gate Pass in the distance. The yellow sand wears the golden armor after a hundred battles. The loulan will not return until it is broken."
One of the captains began to recite.
"Good, good poem, good poem!"
This poem was also composed by Wang Changling, and it was a very heroic poem. It talked about how looking from afar from the isolated frontier fortress, from Qinghai Lake through Qilian Mountain to the Jade Gate Pass, the sky was densely covered with dark clouds and billowing smoke. The snow-capped mountains gleaming with silver light suddenly appeared dim and lightless. In the desolate desert, because of the numerous battles, the officers and soldiers had experienced hundreds of battles, so much so that even the iron armor on their bodies was worn out. However, as long as the border calamity was not eliminated, they would never remove their armor and return home.
Through this poem, the bravery and tenacity of the frontier soldiers of the Tang dynasty could be seen. In the face of strong enemies from the outside, the soldiers of the Tang dynasty were not afraid at all. Through fierce battles, they defended the dignity of the Tang Empire and made the distant enemies look at the Tang Empire in a new light. Especially the last line, "The loulan will not return until it is broken," showed the perseverance and perseverance of the soldiers of the Tang dynasty. As long as they did not defeat the enemy, they would never return home and would resolutely fight to the end.
"Who else knows how to recite poems? Don't stop! Keep reciting. "
Lao Guo said while drinking.
"The Yellow River is far away among the white clouds, a lonely city with thousands of mountains. Why should the Qiang flute complain about the willows? The spring light does not pass through the Jade Gate Pass. "
One of the bodyguards began to read aloud.
It could be seen that the average literacy level of the soldiers under Lao Guo's command was very good. So many of them could compose poems, which was very rare in the Tang Empire where literacy was not very widespread.
The literal meaning of this poem was very simple. It said that the Yellow River seemed to flow from the white clouds and the Jade Gate Pass stood alone among the high mountains. Why should the soldiers complain that the willows do not sprout? The spring wind does not pass through the Jade Gate Pass.
The first part of the poem was a description of the scenery, which made people yearn for the magnificent scenery at the border. The latter part, however, was a bit sad. The Qiang flute was a kind of musical instrument left behind in the border area. When a soldier at the border left his hometown to join the army, he heard the song of willow branches played by the Qiang flute. Then, in the heart-wrenching music, he bid farewell to his family and embarked on a long journey. In the process of guarding the border, as long as he played this song, he seemed to immediately see the tearful eyes of his wife and children, and the sorrowful face of his loving mother.
As for the spring wind does not pass through the Jade Gate Pass, there was a hidden irony. On the surface, it meant that the spring wind does not pass through the Jade Gate Pass. But in fact, it meant that the imperial court's concern did not reach the border area. In other words, the imperial court in the capital city did not care much about the life of the conscripts in the border area, and did not give any warmth to the soldiers guarding the border far away in the Jade Gate Pass.
In addition to being domineering, there was also a trace of irony in the poem. It was satirizing the imperial court's lack of concern for the soldiers at the border. But overall, it was a good poem, which could easily make people reflect, especially the ruling group.
The literacy level of the soldiers under Lao Guo's command was really good. They recited one ancient poem after another, as if they were all cultured people.
"Lao Guo, these soldiers under your command are really something! They all know how to recite poems. That's really a high level! People who don't know them might think that they are all students of the Imperial College. "
Ang Lee said with a smile.
"You flatter me. They can only recognize a few words. They are not blind. They can't compare with the students of the Imperial College, where the pillars of the Tang dynasty are!"
Lao Guo said modestly.
Soon, the hot dishes were also sent over. These were all freshly prepared by the restaurant. Because the distance was not far, when they were sent over, they were still warm and even steaming.
"Caw, caw, caw …"
Maybe because the hot dishes were too fragrant, the crows in the nearby trees all cried out greedily. They seemed to want a share of the soup, but they were too embarrassed to come down because there were people below. However, if there were some leftovers left after Ang Lee and the others left, they would definitely come down to fight for them.
"Look, the crows on this branch are so greedy. Do you want to share some with them?"
Ang Lee joked.
"Haha! There will be some leftovers for them. By the way, leave some wine for them. These beasts love wine the most. "
"Can the crows drink? Is that true? By the way, how much can the crows drink? "
Ang Lee found it interesting and asked curiously.
"Oh, this beast can not only drink, but also drink a lot. It can keep drinking until it can't drink anymore. It has never been drunk. "
Guo Ziyi said seriously.
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