Wang Jiyou

Wang Jiyou

Wang Jiyou, born on March 11, 714 A.D. and died on December 18, 794 A.D., is a native of Nanchang, Hongzhou (now Nanchang, Jiangxi). He was born in Luoyang, Henan Province, on the East Lake of Yuzhang.

Personal profile

Wang Jiyou and his brother moved to Yunling, Fengcheng, to settle down and study hard. At the age of 22, Wang Jiyou won the first prize in the examination and was appointed as the censor. However, he was tired of current affairs and had no intention of being with Li Linfu's generation. Soon after, Wang Jiyou returned to Fengcheng and set up a tent to teach apprentices in Longze zhidu temple at the foot of Zhushan mountain. He began to live in seclusion for more than 20 years. During his seclusion, Wang Jiyou wrote Longze manuscript, sishuyaozhu and liujingtongyi. At that time, Du Fu, Qian Qi, Lang Shiyuan and others all had their own works.

Life of the characters

The first champion of Jiangxi Province

Wang Jiyou was No.1 in junior high school in the 24th year of Kaiyuan (736) of Tang Dynasty. He was No.3 in the first examination and No.1 in the second examination. He was earlier than Lu Zhao, No.1 in the 3rd year of Huichang (843) recognized by Jiangxi No.1 genealogy. He is the first number one scholar in Jiangxi history.

Family background

His father Wang Yi, whose name is Jing Su, was once the prefect of Danyang. It may be that Wang Yi had a major change during his term of office, which led to the downfall of the Wang family. The whole family fled to the East Lake of Yuzhang (Nanchang) and was ridiculed and discriminated against by others. Wang Jiyou's family looked good before the accident. His father was a feudal official, and his wife was a miss from the famous Liu family in Hedong county. But everything changes so fast that when we are caught off guard, all the splendor and wealth are gone. The livelihood of the Wang family has become a problem. As a result, Wang Jiyou has been forced to do the simplest handicraft work selling shoes, that is, selling straw sandals, in exchange for a meager income to maintain a life of inadequate clothing and food. The Liu family was furious when they knew that their daughter was living a beggar like life in the South with an unfortunate guy. They decided to stop this incident, which undoubtedly humiliated their family. Under the family's coercion, Liu could not share weal and woe with her husband all her life. Finally, after Wang Jiyou went out to sell shoes, Liu left a letter of divorce and left him.

When Wang Jiyou returned to his dilapidated home, he seemed to notice something strange. There was no sound in the empty home, only a beam of light from the gap of the dilapidated house was shining on a piece of paper. Wang Jiyou, with an ominous foreboding, shakes his hands and holds up this piece of paper, which clearly tells him the end of this marriage. Wang Jiyou's tears fell on the letter of divorce, and the edge of the ink became blurred. Tears fell on the ground, splashing a little bit of imperceptible dust.

One morning, Wang Jiyou quietly left the dilapidated house by the East Lake and came to the foot of Zhushan mountain in Fengcheng, where Xu Ruzi, whom he admired, lived in seclusion and reclaimed wasteland. Along with his luggage, besides books, there was also a letter of divorce. He worked hard and studied hard here. Sometimes he felt hurt. He sang to wine. In the song, there were Han Xi, anger and expectation.

Many years later, in March of the 24th year of Kaiyuan (736), the entrance examination of this subject ended, and a piece of news quickly spread all over the country. The new champion of undergraduate course was Wang Jiyou, the Hakka son of Fengcheng. In addition to the exclamation of Ju Chao, the Liu family in Hedong was also in a commotion. Some of them were impatient, some were repentant, and some were jubilant. They tried to restore their son-in-law's status, but they were afraid that they would be ridiculed by the Wang family because they were absolutely rejected. Moreover, they found out that Wang Jiyou had a wife in need in Fengcheng, Chen's family, and Liu's status was unknown, so the matter was put on hold.

After Wang Jiyou got the title of Yanta, he accepted the post of Yushitai Zhishu, and immediately abandoned his official position because of his disagreement with Li Linfu, who had been in power for a while. Soon after, the "an Shi rebellion" broke out, Tang Xuanzong fled, and most of the Northern Territory was occupied. In Jiangxi, which is relatively stable, Wang Jiyou still lives in seclusion. After suffering, he was tired of officialdom. Chen's death caused him a touch of sadness, and his yearning for his homeland also haunted him. He wanted to call his country and return to the northern battlefield to recover his lost territory and fight against the rebels.

One month's night, after a dog barking outside the hut, there was a clear and slightly trembling knock on the door, peeling and pecking, which seemed familiar. Wang Jiyou hesitated to get up. He obviously felt a strange atmosphere running through his whole body, which made his heart beat up for a long time. After the sound of "creak", it was the hairy wife Liu who stood outside the door like water. She is a little old-fashioned, but she still has the charm of a lady. She was tired and haggard to avoid the war. At the moment of gazing, tears rushed out, blurring their vision. They cried bitterly and had no sleep all night. They shared their long lost thoughts with each other. His hatred and anger for his wife were reduced to ashes with the letter of divorce at the bottom of the carton. Without the heavy weight of this thin paper, he might be down and out and never want to make progress all his life. Besides, it is not easy for his wife who has been under the heavy pressure of the family for so many years.

In April of the 14th year of Tianbao (755), with the strong recommendation of Zuo Shiyi, Du Fu, Zuo buque, Censhen and Cui Hao, the Minister of rites, the imperial court issued an imperial edict to appoint Wang Jiyou. He successively served as county magistrate of Huayin County, Shaanxi Province, and recorder of Guozhou to join the army. Later, he served as MC of Hongzhou in Li mianmu, an observation envoy in Jiangxi Province, and finally as MC of crown prince in the imperial court, that is, Zhongcheng. In 794, 81 year old Wang Jiyou died. After he was buried in zhidu temple in longzekeng, Linshan, Fengcheng, he presented it to Uncle Yuzhang and his wife Liu.

Today, in the tomb at the foot of Zhushan mountain in Baizhen, we only know that there is a champion and an important official of the imperial court buried here, but we don't know that there is a sad and tortuous love story buried here. At this time, it seems that the sentence of "lamentable" written by Du Fu, Wang Jiyou's best friend, is heard again

The floating clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and Si Xu's change is like Canggou. All the time, everything in life is possible. Those who are close to her will see her husband. Her daughter's surname is Liu. Her husband is a regular guide to scriptures, Wang Jiyou, a Hakka son of Fengcheng. Thousands of books are often recited in secret, and filial piety is in hand. The poor and the thin sell shoes, the good thing is to carry wine. It's not easy to have a bright moon in the Yuan Dynasty, but the purple Qi is still in the rush

Main works

Farewell to Li Youji

The birds do not love the branches, but they are singing together.

Go out of the house, according to the master.

In the past, the frost platform mirror, ugly woman shame Er shape.

After 20 years of being closed, Jiaojie has always been a wise man.

Today's departure will bring about no future.

notes

The sound of birds.

Send Wei Zichun as a gift to the fourteenth Secretary brother in the mountains

When it comes out of the mountain, the clouds are in the early autumn, and the trees are in the spring again.

I eat mountain Chinese medicine, do not remember mountain people.

Who is more dense in the mountains, white hair on a blind date.

The bird and the mouse have no food day and night.

I am not tired of my South neighbor.

If you give up your donation, you will be the same person.

Master's quality is endless, and nature's branches and leaves are new.

More than to not material life, not wisdom free axe Jin.

lines

Mining mountain is still hidden, not deep in the mountain.

It is not the heart of a craftsman to travel far with an axe.

Yiyi green Tongzhi, woodcutter day invasion.

The sound of the axe comes from the ravine, but there is no bosom friend.

Do you pay for the tripod? You should restore the hall and play the zither.

The Phoenix does not live for a long time, and is closely related to the forest of Fructus aurantii.

Return mountain to leave Chang'an

When you go out of the mountain, you don't see your home.

The gate of the mountain is in front of the mountain.

Qingxi, who is a hermit, treats each other with white hair.

However, the pines at the bottom of Yujian remain unchanged.

Congratulations to Shen qianyun

When we meet and ask for names, we have no children. We have grandchildren today.

There are only three villages in a hundred.

Village South Village West car horse road, a night boat, vast water.

Leileishi in the stream, sangmai in the silt on the river.

All the tombs in pingpo are my relatives, and the owner of Mantian is an old guest.

In the same year, ten people returned to Xiaquan six or seven years ago.

How to be here, turn back and cry.

Reward Li shiliuqi

The alchemy, culture and martial arts failed, and all the drug dealers fled.

Out of the valley, I wandered along Luoyang Road and took the stream to lie on the slippery platform.

The old friend under the city has been away from the resentment for a long time, and a joy suits my family's wishes.

In the morning there is wine money hanging on the stick, and in the evening there is Songhua rice in the bag.

Li yingmen's Pavilion competes for the dragon.

If a thousand guests are right, it is like running water, and if the five meridians are in trouble, it is like knocking a bell.

When I write a new poem, the wall is full of lines, and the host is sitting at the table.

Ask me if there are sleeping clouds in the thatched cottage, and I know that there are no Danshi in the mountain.

It's better to cultivate and mow by yourself. Drinking wild spring like deer and Milu.

Also know the world Gongqing expensive, and raise the grass in the hill year.

Li Shiwu mountain Pavilion in Sudong River

Up the mountain and down the mountain into the valley, the setting sun in the stream stay me.

Pine and stone should be the master, and it's enough that the master doesn't care.

There are two levels of famous flowers in the earth, one is a small studio in pingtian.

The origin of the original meaning is the landscape, how to use meet language old feelings.

View the landscape in the murals

There are few wild people living in other people's houses. It's called shanxiao when they see this mountain in court.

Half of the wall is still perched on the mountain cloud, open the curtain to release the birds in the lake.

Sitting alone, Chang Song is the one who waves again and again to get up late.

Yu Gong laughs and says to Yu that his younger brother Dan qingneng can do it for you.

Gusaiqu

If we march into Feihu north, the poor will change.

Sunset, dusk, Beihe battle.

The horse is golden, the bow is carved and the arrow is white.

Shoot Zuo Xian Wang and return to Weiyang hall.

If you want to say something, the emperor will not summon you.

East out of Xianyang gate, sad tears such as graupel.

(recorded from 648 pages of complete Tang Poetry)

Blue comes out of blue

Fang LAN Zipi silk, manpower half a day.

Infiltration and fresh air, brilliance is better than the original Qing.

Also with ice water, not a total of grass for the firefly.

If you turn over your skirt, you will know the spirit of creation.

(recorded from Wang's genealogy)

The emperor changed the dark day into the festival of the middle and the West

The emperor's heart does not turn to obscurity, but changes its name to neutralization.

Shu Qi with the scenery, Jiaming do not sing.

She changed the old customs and gave her a new subject.

It's like a thousand years ago. It's very fast.

Flowers in spring

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