Poems of Xue Tao
For Omissioner Duan
My lord elegantly spoke of your jade bow,
golden reins, and purple silk cloak.
Amazingly, you are not made vain by such praise
as your literary culture and talents are more distinct.
I'm sure Xue Tao loved writing this bit of relentless flattery. I suspect that Minister Duan, from the last poem, had a spoiled son who was an omissioner. And I suspect that after he had visited daddy out near the wars, Xue Tao had to flatter him upon his departure.