One day after the first dynasty, Gan Long took out a picture of a hundred geese for officials to appreciate, and said that anyone who could write a poem for this picture would be given a yellow jacket. All the civil and military officials gathered around the figure and looked at each other. For a long time, no one stood up.
In fact, not all civil and military officials are ignorant and can't write poems, but they dare not casually in front of the emperor. If you don't have amazing sentences, write ordinary poems to make you look poor. On the contrary, you might as well not ask questions in front of the emperor and make a fool of yourself.
After Qianlong finished, he stopped looking at Ji Xiaolan, and civil and military officials followed the emperor to look at Ji Xiaolan.
Ji Xiaolan seems to have expected, have answers, he smiled, stepped forward, picked up a dragon pen, filled with fragrant ink to write on the map.
Seeing Ji Xiaolan's bold inscription, civil and military officials formed a circle. They all know that it is no joke to inscribe poems on the emperor's love map. As the saying goes, "companions are like tigers." If there are no outstanding and amazing poems, you will probably get into trouble, so everyone wants to see how capable this Ji Xiaolan is and what good poems he can write.
Ji Xiaolan doesn't seem to care about those strange eyes. He splashed ink, pressed down and wrote down seven different "geese" in one breath. Civil and military officials are confused; But Ji Xiaolan wrote "a goose, a goose, another goose", and all the civil servants snickered. Where did this nonsense poem come from, or was it a contemporary college student? It's too low-level
Qianlong, who stood by, didn't seem surprised, but looked at the poem with dripping calligraphy with appreciation.
Just when the civil and military officials were puzzled, I saw Ji Xiaolan, who was covered with thick ink, write down the last two sentences under hundreds of pairs of confused and unfamiliar eyes, and finished this four-line poem with pictures. The whole poem is:
Goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose;
Eat up the royal millet, and the phoenix will be as few as you.
There is an old saying: the beauty of wood in the forest will be destroyed by the wind; Walking is higher than people, and the public will not.
Ji Xiaolan is well-read and well-informed. He was originally the target of public criticism. In addition, he is outspoken and not good at pandering, which makes him criticized. This poem was praised by Qianlong, but he compared himself to a phoenix in the poem, but compared Guan Bai to a silly goose, pointing fingers at mulberry trees, which laid the groundwork for his repeated relegation.
Wenwu Baiguan was dumbfounded, ashamed of Mo Yan, and wished there were cracks between them. Emperor Qianlong applauded and said, "Good poem, wonderful poem!" "