Chapter Seventy-One: Blows
Originally, Zhu Ziqing wanted to write it with Master Chen Qiming, but later he thought it was inappropriate. If you write with him, wouldn't it be a clear sign that the two are competing?
At this time, the young student appeared again, and he simply pushed the boat down the river to carry the work in advance. As for whether it will hit this young student. Zhu Ziqing said, I'm sorry, this is not within my consideration.
At this point, more than two hours have passed since the meeting began, and most people are immersed in their creations, and they don't have time to pay attention to what's going on here.
On the contrary, those judges all looked at Zhu Ziqing with great interest. They still remember Master Chen Qiming's proposal just now. Yongmei's works written in ancient scripts, how can they not be curious.
"What I'm going to write is an essay called 'The Story of the Sick Plum Pavilion.'"
Prose? The Sick Plum Pavilion? Everyone present froze. It's just that everyone is stunned for different reasons.
Ai Jiange and the others knew that Zhu Ziqing's article was written in ancient Chinese, and they guessed that it should still be a poem. Unexpectedly, what he was going to write was actually an essay. Writing prose in ancient Chinese, can he handle it?
Young students are curious about the name. What is the name of the Sick Plum Museum? What are you talking about? I can't tell the name at all.
Zhu Ziqing ignored everyone's reactions, and picked up the pen and wrote. For a time, the pen walked through the back of the paper.
Ai Jiange and others swarmed around. Although the young student also wanted to go forward and find out, the pride in his heart stopped him from thinking about it.
"Good word." Someone couldn't help but praise.
In fact, although Zhu Ziqing's words are not bad, they are still far from good. It's just that in the last year or so, I have managed to cultivate a breath of self-confidence.
This tone is instilled in the pen, and it gives his words a different kind of beauty. In the words of an insider, it is his words that have charm. This is better than the shape of beauty, so it also deserves a good word.
"The dragon pan of Jiangning, the Deng Wei of Suzhou. Hangzhou's Xixi produces plum ......" someone couldn't help but whisper.
"Mei is beautiful in song, and straight is in no posture; Take the beauty as the beauty, and there is no scenery in the right way; Sparse is beautiful, and dense is stateless......"
When reading this sentence, someone couldn't help but high-five: "Okay." This sentence is well written. The essence of deep bonsai plum blossoms. ”
This should be a person who loves bonsai, so when I read this sentence, I can't help but be overjoyed. At this time, he looked at Zhu Ziqing's gaze, and he felt like a confidant.
But his voice was a little too loud, and it disturbed others. He closed his mouth under the condemning gaze of everyone.
"Guya. This literati painter knows what he means, and he can't make it clear that the big one is the plum of the world; And it is not permissible for the people of the world to straighten up, delete secrets, hoe upright, and make the plum disease a business for ......money."
The full text to this sentence officially names the meaning of the text. The judge's face became a little abnormal.
"The song of the plum tree. And it is not a foolish people who ask for money to use their intellect. There are those who use the loneliness of literati and painters to tell the plum, cut it up, raise its side strips, delete its secrets, kill its young branches, hoe its straight, and curb its anger, in order to seek a heavy price......"
So far. The topic of this article is completely unfolded in front of everyone. This is a Tomei Debate, attacking the rulers for shackling people's minds. Articles on the crime of repression, destruction of talents.
But the meaning of the topic was understood, and everyone's faces suddenly became abnormal. What exactly does Zhu Ziqing's article mean? What was his intention?
Is it a satire on this dynasty to imprison people's hearts and destroy talents? Can...... That's. Although there are many rules and regulations in this dynasty, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most open dynasty in all generations. How could Zhu Ziqing write such an article?
He had never expressed anything like that before. Moreover, in the past year or so, his works and deeds have appeared in the national mouthpiece media several times, and have been regarded as typical hype by the state. Even the news network has been on it twice.
The country is so kind to him, how could he suddenly beat him up and satirize the country.
Zhu Ziqing didn't know what the people around him thought. He still writes hard and carries the article.
"Buy 300 pots, all of them are sick, and none of them are finished. The three days of weeping are the vows to heal: if you go with it, you will destroy its basin. Buried in the ground, untie its brown bondage; In five years, it will be restored. To this non-literati painter, willing to be criticized, to store the museum of the sick plum.
Alack! Ande makes more leisure days, and more idle fields, to store the sick plums of Jiangning, Hangzhou, and Suzhou, and the time of poverty to treat the plums! ”
The last two paragraphs follow the theme and name the true meaning of 'Sick Plum Pavilion'.
After reading the article, I understand the meaning. But the people around looked at each other, completely unable to understand Zhu Ziqing's intentions.
Is this article well written? Good, very good. When I first arrived in the ancient text, it can be called a masterpiece. If they didn't say it, they would never have imagined that this was written by a first-year student in the twenty-first century.
But the better the article is written, the more they feel disagreeable. This article shouldn't have come from him.
There is only one person whose expression is different from everyone else, and that is the judge who just high-fived and applauded. As soon as Zhu Ziqing's article came out, he made him look like a heinous sinner.
Don't you just like bonsai, who provokes me? You just write an article to condemn me.
After writing, he put down his pen, Zhu Ziqing glanced around and found that the people around him were looking at him with strange eyes. He didn't think much of it, he just thought that everyone was overwhelmed by his 'talent'. Still according to the original plan, he said:
"Some time ago, I read the history of the Qing Dynasty and hated the behavior of the Qing court for its own rule, destroying talents and imprisoning thoughts, resulting in China from a powerful country to a fat meat under the sword of the great powers.
Participating in the exchange meeting today, I saw many talents gathered together to share the prosperity. Hatred for imprisoning thoughts even more. That's why I'm writing this article.
It is not only a condemnation of the decadent feudal system, but also a kind of wake-up call. I hope you will cherish the life in front of you. ”
What Zhu Ziqing said in this paragraph is also nondescript, and the preface does not match the afterword. But everyone can understand the meaning.
The people around couldn't help but sigh, and their hearts finally relaxed. Especially Ai Jiange and several other faculty and staff members of Wuhan University, the mood is like riding a roller coaster.
If there is an article that satirizes national policy in the exchange, it is simply brainless. This event was a failure. It would be delusional to hold such exchange meetings in the future.
Zhu Ziqing's words just now completely reversed the situation. The article is no longer a satire on the authorities. Rather, by satirizing feudal autocracy, it praises today's wind of openness. The article is still the same article, but the meaning is completely different.
Everyone who was relieved buried in this article one by two. Even the person who liked plum blossom bonsai just now forgot about the embarrassment and squeezed into the crowd to admire it with relish.
Only the young student's face turned crimson. Although he didn't come around, he still heard one or two when others read it just now.
wrote a poem by himself, and Zhu Ziqing was even more ruthless. actually wrote an essay directly in classical Chinese.
And looking at the reactions of these judges, you can know that Zhu Ziqing's article must be excellent. Otherwise, they wouldn't be as excited as a cat would be when they see a fish.
But if he is asked to admit his failure like this, he is still unwilling. He wanted to hear what Master Chen Qiming had to say. Because from the beginning to the present, Master Chen Qiming has not said a word. Just sit quietly.
"Judge Zhu Ziqing's article has also been written, please comment on the master."
Hearing his words, the judges remembered what this place was. It was only then that I remembered that there was still a challenge waiting for them to announce the results.
But at the same time, their affection for this uninteresting young student has decreased a lot. Which is better or worse? Just look at the judges' actions.
If you change to a smart one, you will admit defeat directly, and no one will laugh at him. After all, the gap in strength is there, and his song "A Plum Blossom" is really well written.
But not only did he not admit defeat, but also took the initiative to interrupt the judges to ask for comments. actually named Master Chen Qiming to comment. Who does he think he is?
Master Chen Qiming glanced at him indifferently and took Zhu Ziqing's manuscript from one of the judges. Then he picked up the young student's manuscript from the stone table and handed it to him. Said:
"See for yourself, and tell me your opinion after reading."
The young student was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Master Chen Qiming to make such a move. However, he still took the manuscript and took Zhu Ziqing's one and began to read it.
This is not a good look, and the more you look at it, the more ugly it becomes. The hand holding the manuscript was also clenched tightly, and the green tendons on the hand were exposed.
"If you're a judge, how do you judge these two works." Master Chen Qiming asked blandly.
"I ...... I lost. The young student was embarrassed and indignant, and after barely saying this, he turned his head and ran out of the field. I even took the manuscript paper in my hand.
There was no one to keep him, no one to appease him. No one even asked his name, and today he is destined to become Zhu Ziqing's foil.
Many of the students who participated in the exchange meeting witnessed the whole process and were full of sympathy for the young student's plight. But at the same time, he no longer dared to question Zhu Ziqing's strength.
"Ziqing Xiaoyou is really talented. I am ashamed to write such an excellent article in such a short period of time, old man. Master Chen Qiming didn't look at the young student more, and turned to Zhu Ziqing and said.
"The master praises falsely, and the kid is also lucky. This kind of article is asking me to write one, and I will never be able to write it. Zhu Ziqing said modestly.
He really can't write it. Because of this type of article, he has this one in his head. I can't move if I want to.
"Originally, I was still a little worried about whether Xiaoyou could solve my doubts, but I was relieved to see this article. Even if I don't get the answers I want, I will benefit a lot. Chen Qiming ignored his 'modest' words and continued.
"Uh...... "Well, what else can Zhu Ziqing say." I can only complain in my heart, and I hope you won't be disappointed for a while.
But at the same time, he was also full of curiosity about Master Chen Qiming's purpose for finding him. The old man had said several times that there was a problem that was bothering him, so much so that he was asked to ask for advice.
What is it that makes the masters helpless? (To be continued.) )
PS: Tired, so tired, very tired. The new job is too tiring, bothering and exhausting. I fell asleep in my office chair at work today. When is this day going to be the end?