Chen Zhixian took Hua Chuanfang's article and read it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because it's a short essay, it's very short.

But listen to Chen Zhixian read to ...... For the rest of his life, Zhong Ding's family did not know the crops. The rice is in the spittle, and I eat a hundred mouthfuls. There are dozens of servants, serving me diligently. Lift Anjin to feast, blister people look at the color. If you are happy, you will be happy, and if you are angry, you will be a relative......

After reading it, Chen Zhixian said to Lu Weng: "This article seems to be a self-described article, but it shows wealth and elegance, what does Lu Weng think of this article?" ”

Listening to Chen Zhixian's praise, Hua Chuanfang was proud, this was an article he bought from someone for two hundred taels.

Lu Weng glanced at it and said: "Merry, wealth is there, but the gentleman's Ze is the fifth and beheaded, the article is the same, this article is full of wealth, but there is no turnaround, it is a pity." “

Hua Chuanfang listened to Lu Weng's words, and was immediately unhappy, he originally wanted to make a splash with this article, but now he can only respond to one sentence, Lu Weng said yes, he was taught in his later life.

However, except for Hua Chuanfang, the scholars present all realized something more or less from Lu Weng's comment.

Lin Yanchao also nodded and said, this person is really a celebrity, he can't hold his own talent, and he looks down on the heroes of the world.

After Chen Zhixian finished reading Hua Chuanfang's article, he cited several people's articles to read.

Lu Weng shook his head and said, this article is too complicated, and it tends to follow the ancients.

The scholar who was commented on said unconvincingly: "Lu Weng, Li Xiya once said, the text must have a law, and then the homophony, such as Fang Yuan used it for rules, the ancients used it, not self-made, it was really born."

Chen Zhixian said solemnly: "You can't follow the common opinion when you study, and you will die under the words of the ancients." It is okay for your article to tend to the ancients, but you have not reached the essence of it, and it is really impossible to draw a tiger. “

Shizi heard Chen Zhixian and Lu Weng say so, and he could only say yes.

Yuan Hongdao couldn't help but show a smug look when he heard this, and glanced at Lin Yanchao, it was clearly the way, you see what I said is right, the retro trend is no longer prosperous.

Lin Yanchao said in his heart, yes, the essays advocate leisure and freehand, and the prose that imitates the ancients seems to be beautiful, but in everyone's eyes, it is more and more like picking words to write.

Next, Chen Zhixian read the articles of Chen Jiru, Wang Heng, Dong Qichang, and Yuan Hongdao.

When he arrived here, Lu Weng Fang showed a little relief.

Everyone said in their hearts, if it is really the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, these people are all outstanding talents in Wuzhong, no wonder their articles can win Lu Weng's green eyes.

Chen Zhixian said with a smile: "It seems that the leader of this literary meeting is not among these articles, and Yuan Zhonglang is still a little inferior." “

Lu Weng nodded and said: "Actually, Yuan Zhonglang's article is also good, if you don't have the heat, you can become a great tool if you temper it again." “

Yuan Hongdao was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately bowed: "Thank you Lu Weng." “

Chen Zhixian then asked Lu Weng: "Judging from Lu Weng, who can distinguish between the three of them?" “

Lu Weng shook his head when he heard this and said, "It's difficult, it's difficult." “

Chen Zhixian asked with a smile: "Could it be that the three of them are equal, and Lu Weng finds it difficult to evaluate them?" “

But seeing Lu Weng caressing the white whiskers on his chest and said: "No, I just sigh that the article of the national dynasty has been around for a hundred years, and even Wang Fengzhou is no longer confined to the retro view, it can be seen that this road has come to an end, and now it is the time to seek innovation and change, a hundred years of revolution, and now, if we can't go further, we can only go back, which is equivalent to going back." “

Speaking of this, Lu Weng looked at the few articles in his hand.

All the scholars instantly understood the meaning of Lu Weng's words, although the articles of these three people were good, there was no novelty in the format, and they were still repeating the path of the ancients.

All the scholars felt the affection in Lu Weng's chest, and the atmosphere in the painting boat suddenly became a little dignified.

At this moment, I heard Chen Zhixian suddenly smile and say: "Lu Weng, I have been worried about a thousand years again, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and there are no outstanding people in today's literary world since Wang Fengzhou?" I don't think that today, even in this ship, there can be people who carry on the past and forge ahead into the future. “

Chen Zhixian said this, and the scholars were ashamed and happy.

Chen Zhixian said this, saying that there are people in the boat, who can inherit the mantle of Wang Shizhen and lead the current literary world. It's okay for everyone to think about this dream, if you really think about it, I'm afraid you will be laughed at by the world.

Lu Weng smiled and said nothing, which meant that he was opposed.

Chen Zhixian saw that no one in the boat believed his words, and couldn't help but smile mysteriously.

At this moment, everyone's articles have almost finished commenting, and only the last one remains, so Chen Zhixian pulled out the last one and put it in front of him.

White???

Chen Zhixian was stunned in an instant, this, this, why did this person hand over a blank paper?

No, this person is the best in the world, and it is impossible for him not to write an article, and this move must have deep meaning.

Could it be that he used this blank paper to say the way of the article, yes, the way of the article, the simplicity is also the most complicated, don't you hear the British sacrifice, the elephant is invisible, the ingenuity is not working, and the generosity is unlimited.

He used a blank piece of paper to tell Lu Weng that the real way of writing is not to worship the ancient, nor to seek change, nor to bring forth the new, but to be simple and essential.

I see, this is a big debate.

Chen Zhixian made up countless brains in an instant.

"County honor?"

Chen Zhixian looked around, but saw that others were looking at him in a daze holding a blank piece of paper.

"Or maybe I'm the wrong person?"

Chen Zhixian thought so in his heart, took the article and asked, "Who made this blank paper?" “

As soon as these words came out, Hua Chuanfang showed a look of sarcasm.

A moment later, a scholar sitting in the corner of the wall bowed his hand and said, "It's written below." “

Chen Zhixian asked, "Why did you hand over a blank piece of paper?" “

"Because I didn't give ink."

Chen Zhixian almost fell to the ground when he heard it, what kind of bullshit that Daying sacrificed.

Chen Zhixian was a little annoyed and asked, "Why is this?" “

At this time, Hua Chuanfang got up and said: "If you go back to the county, it was my idea, this person pretended to be a member of the Hou Guansheng, swaggered and deceived, and mixed into the literary meeting, but I exposed it. I hoped that he would be ashamed and leave on his own, but I didn't know that this person was cheeky to stay, and he was famous here, so I didn't give ink. “

Chen Zhixian reprimanded: "How can this be reasonable, aren't we blind, can't we see whether the article is good or bad?" By doing so, you are narrow-minded and do not allow others to stand out. “

Hua Chuanfang was reprimanded by Chen Zhixian, and was furious from the bottom of his heart. However, his family is quite wealthy, and he is not really afraid of a Qiantang county.

So Hua Chuanfang said: "There are all celebrities in the Wenhui, how can fish eyes be regarded as pearls, and I just want him not to disturb the county and Lu Weng." Since the county is not convinced, he is not allowed to try it in the hall to see if his talent can be a student. “

Hua Chuanfang's words also made Chen Zhixian choke, but Chen Zhixian thought about it carefully, and he was afraid that he would recognize the wrong person, so he didn't dare to confirm it.

So Chen Zhixian asked Lin Yanchao: "You... Your Excellency, but is it a member of the Hou Guansheng? “

Lin Yanchao said: "It is indeed a member of the Hou Guansheng. “

"Nonsense, if you are really a student, then Mr. Zhou, why haven't I seen you?" Hua Chuanfang asked.

Lin Yanchao listened and said: "I used to be a member of the Hou Guansheng, but now I am not. “

Hearing Lin Yanchao's words, everyone was stunned, except for the identity of the student, either he was admitted to the exam, or he was admitted to the national prison, or he failed to pass his studies or made some mistakes, and was dismissed as a student by the superintendent.

This is a great shame for a talent.

However, although this person used to be a student, it is his fault to continue to use the identity of a student now.

But seeing Chen Zhixian, he smiled and nodded, "I see,"

Hua Chuanfang sneered and said, "It's really shameless." “

At this time, Lu Weng said: "If there is ink for you, can you write an article in the court?" “

Lin Yanchao said: "Yes." “

Chen Zhixian immediately said: "Since this is the case, I will give you pen and ink and write an article in the court." “

Lin Yanchao smiled when he heard it: "The ancients had clouds, reading their texts is like hearing their voices, and hearing their voices is like seeing their people." Now that I'm here, I don't have to be so troublesome, just read it straight to everyone. “

Chen Zhixian was pleasantly surprised: "Status. . . No, you don't need to make a draft? “

"In the next article, it is always after the pen is written, and it is not easy to say a word!"

It's not easy to say a word, what a big breath!

All the scholars were shaken, and it was not easy to say a word, that didn't mean that what was written was the pinnacle, and there was no need to change it.

Dong Qichang and Chen Jiru whispered: "Zong Hai is too arrogant. “

Chen Jiru smiled: "It's not arrogance, it's a wild donation, I'd rather donate for the wildness than for the wishes of the country." “

Chen Zhixian said with a smile: "Then Your Excellency will read it, and the official will listen to it." “

The scholars were not convinced when they heard this, and they also showed serious looks, and they would find fault with Lin Yanchao's article for a while.

But see Lin Yanchao said: "This article is obtained from a trip to the West Lake with Yuan Zhonglang a few days ago. From the Wulin Gate to the west, in the abrupt cliff of Wangbao Tower, it has been flying on the lake. At noon, enter Zhaoqing, after the tea, that is, the boat enters the lake. The mountains are like moths, the flowers are like cheeks, the warm wind is like wine, and the ripples are like silk. “

Lin Yanchao read it, and everyone listened.

At first glance, when everyone heard this article, there was nothing surprising about it, as if it was narrating, talking about a person's travelogue. But with such a sincere and straightforward article, you can hear the author's excited mood from this word and sentence.

“。。。。 When I raised my head, I didn't feel drunk, about the first time I met Luo Shen in the dream of King Dong'a. “

Hearing this, Lin Yanchao said a few words, but his words were shallow and deep.

“。。。。 The rest of the West Lake starts here. In the evening, he crossed the temple with Zhonglang and looked for his brother's old residence in the monk's room. Take the road from the stone trail pond of the Liuqiao Peak. Hastily appreciated, but did not have time to appreciate. The next morning, Chen Mei's public post, Meigong's classmate Wang Xuan, the lake and the mountains, gathered for a while. “

After listening to this article, everyone was silent for a long time, and the article sounded mediocre, even the old woman could understand it.

But after hearing it, everyone invariably had a sense of leisure.

In the past, such landscapes were extremely rhetorical, using all kinds of gorgeous and difficult words to render the beauty of landscapes, but this article is biased, just a few words, a few sentences, to write love with the scene, so that the person who reads the text and the author are drunk together.

At this point in the article, it seems that a window has been pushed open, and everyone can't help but feel that it doesn't matter if the text is simple and complicated, but whether it can be true and moving. (To be continued.) )