Xue Baoqin's New Poems on Ancient Sites; A Quack Doctor Recklessly Uses Drastic Medicine

When the others heard that Baoqin had taken the ancient sites she had passed through in the various provinces as subjects and written ten quatrains on them, each secretly hinting at some object, they all said this was naturally novel and ingenious. They vied with one another to look, and saw written: Red Cliff: Poem on an Ancient Site, No. 1 The Red Cliff sank and buried, the water does not flow;Only names remain, carried on empty boats.A roaring blaze, the sad wind cold;Countless heroic souls wander within. Jiaozhi: Poem on an Ancient Site, No. 2 Bronze cast, golden bells shake order and law;Their sound spreads overseas to the Rong and Qiang.Ma Yuan’s merit was great indeed;No need to speak of Zhang Liang and his iron flute. Mount Zhong: Poem on an Ancient Site, No. 3 Fame and gain—when did they ever attend you?For no reason you were summoned out into the dust.Entanglements are mostly hard to break off;Do not resent others’ frequent mockery. Huaiyin: Poem on an Ancient Site, No. 4 A strong man must guard against vicious dogs;The rank of King of Qi was settled only......