-Wang Changling's "Join the Army"
It is said that there was a "seven-legged master" Wang Changling in the Tang Dynasty, and there were stories to tell. In the fifteenth year of Kaiyuan, he was a scholar, a provincial secretary, and a captain in Surabaya. Later, I was banished to Lingnan for some unknown reason. In the 28th year of Kaiyuan, it was named "Wang Jiangning", and in the 7th year of Tianbao, it was named "Wang Longbiao". His poems are profound and lively, and he is called "King Jiangning of Poetry". Wang Changling saw that the society was so dark and there were corrupt officials everywhere. Suffering farmers are always hungry and unable to put on clothes, but they feel their eyes hurt and feel useless, so they can only write poems and complain.
When frontier fortress joined the army, he rode his horse everywhere, desolate everywhere, and his heart was very annoyed. He just walked around, I don't know how long it took, and it was far from Tang Jun's station. He was about to turn the horse's head, when he suddenly saw a hundred-foot-high beacon tower on the west side of a border town, and a Tang Jun garrison soldier stepped onto the lookout alone. The autumn wind blowing from Qinghai Lake is even colder at dusk. Wang Changling guessed that at this moment, the homesickness of the garrison soldiers is also the strongest. This is a sad and sad picture. Wang Changling knows that there is no Tang Jun here. Junbao said that a regiment of Tang Jun was completely annihilated here some time ago. Tang Jun gave up this place, and now Tang Bing is guarding it. He couldn't help but be surprised and go closer to find out. Only to see the garrison soldiers on the high platform sit down. At this time, the cold wind is bitter and sad. Garrison soldiers even played Guan Shanyue, an ancient Yuefu song with the theme of "sadness and parting". I can only hear the flute whimpering, crying like complaining, like relatives calling, like sighing. Wu Changling felt that the flute was like a wisp of emotion, drifting to his hometown thousands of miles away, and his wife who was recruiting was also thinking of her relatives who had been guarding the frontier court for a long time. However, the war is far from over, and recruiting people back to China is far away, so we can only wait helplessly. Wang Changling was flustered and stepped forward, only to find a small hole in the soldier's armor and asked, "What's your name?" When the soldier saw the officer asking himself, he quickly covered the hole in his armor with one hand and saluted with the other, and replied, "My name is Lu Qiuxiao."
It turns out that a man named Xiao is a master of martial arts. Tang Jun, who belongs to him, has met many times his own enemies. After a fierce battle, he destroyed the enemy, but he was the only one left in the whole team in Tang Jun. After killing all the enemies, he was exhausted and fainted to the ground. After waking up, he remembered his task and stuck to his post. Wang Changling asked, "How can you save your life in a disorderly army?" "I have a magical skill, with which I destroyed the enemy." "Teach me! I will take you back to our military station! " So Wang Changling and a surname Xiao returned to the headquarters of the big army, and then secretly learned a magical skill called "Seven Unique Hands" from a surname Xiao. In order to express gratitude, Wang Changling wrote seven poems "Joining the Army" for Lu Qiuxiao, and each poem contains a seven-skill palm method. Among them, The Dark Snow Mountain in the Long Clouds in Qinghai also highly praised Qiu Xiao's lofty aspirations. He was extremely painful and had no regrets and fought a just war on the national border. This poem spread to the imperial court, and Qiu Xiao was quickly promoted and transferred to other places to make a secretariat.
One dark night in a month, when Wang Changling rode home in the middle of the night, a man suddenly jumped out of the roadside and shouted, "Wang Moumou, do you still recognize me?" Wang Changling looked intently, and it turned out to be Master Lu Qiuxiao. Wang Changling is quite a gentleman. He clenched his fist and said, "So it's Master. I don't know why I'm in the way? " "The court heard that you are always complaining and asked me to warn you." Wang Changling smiled coldly and said, "OK, just try!" A Xiao Yun succeeded, but Wang Changling was faster. He swept away the head of Xiao first. Wang Changling thought: I am always assassinated like this. I might as well borrow the face of Master! So I began to peel off a face named Xiao, made a mask, put it on my face, buried the body of Xiao, went to Lujia to pretend to be Xiao, and announced that Wang Changling had been killed.