After I was reborn, I became a great writer

Chapter 413 I Can't Read This Book!

I used to think that time passed very slowly, and the days were very slow, but the years passed, the mountains and hills drifted far away, day and night, year after year
Looking back suddenly, I found that it was a long, long time ago when I was young.

This is the feeling of a middle-aged man who has just passed the 35-year-old mark. Cui Ziwei looked at the autumn wind rustling outside the window, and couldn't help thinking of two lines of poems.

"I don't realize the dream of spring grass in the pond, but the sound of autumn leaves in front of the steps"

After reading these two poems, Cui Ziwei thought of Hongwen, because this is from "Hongwen Poetry Collection", which was an official recommended book in the last library collection activity.

It was at that time that he became one of Hongwen's vast book fans. Counting the time, it has been several years since today.

Cui Zijian is considered a rather "sad" book fan, because since Hongwen participated in the library's collection activities, he has no new works. He only left a poem on the wedding day, saying that he is preparing for a new book, and this preparation lasted for three years.

During the three years, Cui Zijian read Hongwen's works more than N times in addition to online articles. His favorites are "Border Town" and poetry collections.

Cui Zijian is a reader who loves words and art, and he still has a bit of literati sentimentality in his bones, as evidenced by seeing the autumn wind reciting poems just now.

In his words, even if the burden of life weighs on your shoulders, you must find the joy of life in words.

After admiring the autumn scenery for a while, Cui Zijian turned his eyes away and went back to bed to rest. Unfortunately, because he was too excited, he tossed and turned for a long time but did not fall asleep, which made his wife who was applying the mask very dissatisfied.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and I have to go to bed before it is dark. It is still a literal sleep, not the kind of public rations.

Unexpectedly, this kick made Cui Zijian more energetic. He suddenly remembered that exercise can help sleep, so he exhausted himself a lot before falling into a deep sleep.

He was excited and went to bed early for a reason. Tomorrow Hongwen’s three-year-old new book will be officially released, and he has to get up early to queue up at the bookstore.

Speechless all night.
In the early morning, the phone hidden under the pillow vibrated and the alarm clock rang.

Cui Zijian woke up from his sleep. After a few seconds of being dazed, he turned off the alarm clock first, and secretly glanced at his wife beside him.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt complacent at the same time. It seemed that he performed well last night.

Turning over and getting out of bed, before going out, he put on an extra coat with great experience, took a carry-on bag, and went out quietly.

At this time, the moon and stars were sparse, the Milky Way was bright, and the earth was still sleeping. When Cui Zijian arrived at a nearby bookstore, he saw a long queue of people.

Most of their makeup is similar to their own, there are men and women, and you can even see some children aged seventeen or eighteen.

Cui Zijian instantly felt that he was sloppy. He thought he came very early, but he didn't expect that there were many more crazy book fans than him.

"It seems that Hongwen has been preparing for the new book for the past three years. Everyone has been overwhelmed. Hongwen, Hongwen, I hope your new book can bring us a surprise, otherwise, you will live up to our waiting."

Cui Zijian muttered to himself, and then couldn't help but recited two poems.

"Even if the Red Mansion returns to a dream, the wealth and wealth are like smoke and nothing in the blink of an eye."

In the past three years, countless book fans and authoritative figures in the author circle have deduced that the name of Hongwen's new book is no longer a secret, but the plot of the story varies, and so far there is no definite statement.

Even during the pre-sale of the new book last week, Hongwen himself did not reveal too much. He only told female fans that the new book is a novel that shows the beauty of Chinese women from all angles.

Many female fans were very excited, thinking that Hongwen has become more and more respectful of women since he got married.

Time passed by every minute and every second. After a long time of anticipation, excitement, and anxiety, the main entrance of the bookstore finally opened.

Fortunately, there was no scene of jumping in line to fight for it. After all, people who like to read books still have basic qualities.

An hour later it was Cui Zijian's turn. Before he could speak when he entered the bookstore, the teller of the bookstore said something directly.

"The hardcover edition is 88 yuan for two volumes, and the regular edition is 48 yuan for two volumes. Which one do you want?"

Cui Zijian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that those who can buy books at this time must come because of Hongwen's new book, and it's normal for the teller to be too lazy to ask.

He said, "I want the hardcover version."

The hardcover version is more expensive, but the paper is good, the printing quality is good, the outer packaging is better, there are color pictures and special eggs inside, and this is the first edition, which is valuable for collection.

The staff of the bookstore were skillful, and quickly handed over two beautifully packaged books to Cui Zijian. He enjoyed the special aroma of ink books and made him give up the idea of ​​buying soy milk fritters later.

When it comes like the wind, when it goes like the wind, Cui Zijian quickly returned home, did not go to the bedroom, directly found a sofa in the living room and sat down, and impatiently took out his books.

The covers of the two books are both dark red, with three big characters written in the middle, which is exactly the title of the book "A Dream of Red Mansions"!
In addition, there is an exquisite figure painting with make-up, which is a pure classical style. The characters are all women. Cui Zijian counted them carefully. There are twelve women in total.

After admiring the beautiful pictures for a while, Cui Zijian turned to the first page, and a poem first appeared.

[The paper is full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears, all of which mean that the author is crazy, who can understand the meaning! 】

"The preface poem? What do you mean, the meaning book is full of absurd words? Hehe, Hongwen, if you really spent three years writing an absurd book, then it would be really ridiculous."

However, he knew that this was self-effacement, and literati have always liked this. Even if they write a good book, they would write a few similar words. Both ancient and modern literati like this tune.

Cui Zijian did not delve into the preface poems, he continued to read until he reached Chapter 1, the first chapter to be exact.

[For the first time, Zhen Shiyin dreamed and psychic, and Jia Yucun was a prostitute! 】

"My good guy, it really is a classic novel! The title of this chapter is so evocative."

He just praised one sentence, and after seeing the content of the text, he was completely dumbfounded.

[Everyone who reads the official: Where do you think this book comes from?Speaking of the root cause, although it is almost absurd, it is very interesting if you look closely.I will indicate the origin of this below, so that the readers will not be confused.

It turns out that when Nuwa's smelting stones to mend the sky, he made 24 stones with a height of 500 feet and a square shape of [-] feet on Wuji Cliff in the Dahuang Mountain. Wahuang's only used [-] [-] yuan, only one piece was left unused, and it was discarded at the foot of Qinggeng Peak in this mountain.]

After reading three consecutive paragraphs with hundreds of words, Cui Zijian realized that what a myth was written. In Hongwen's words, "Dream of Red Mansions" was not written by "people", but fell from the sky. The sky-filling stone under Geng Peak.

It is said that one day a monk and a Taoist saw that this stone was psychic, so they wanted to experience it in the rich and gentle village of the world. Many words are engraved on a boulder, recording the experience of Butianshi reincarnated in the world.

This is the origin of "Dream of Red Mansions", and there is another name "The Story of Stone", which is mixed with a short fairy love story, that is, the alliance between wood and stone.

In short, Cui Zijian didn't know how to evaluate it, and even felt that Hongwen was a little drifting.

This is suspected of boasting, the divine book descended from heaven, does it mean that "Dream of Red Mansions" is a divine book?
However, apart from other things, the writing style is absolutely top-notch, quite old-fashioned, and he is very comfortable to read.

So Cui Zijian temporarily pressed the idea of ​​diss Hongwen, and chose to continue reading.

And what follows is the main text of the first chapter. It is said that a man named Zhen Shiyin accidentally lost his daughter, and a fire burned down the house where he lived, and went to seek refuge with his father-in-law. gave him some thin ground.

Zhen Shiyin is a scholar who doesn't know how to farm and tend crops at all, and his life is getting poorer and poorer. People around him also say that he is too lazy to work. The combination of poverty and poverty made him depressed, and he had the idea of ​​committing suicide.

At this time, he met a lame Taoist and heard the Taoist shouting.

[Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but fame cannot be forgotten! 】

[Where is the past and the present?The pile of grass in the barren mound is gone! 】

[Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, only children and grandchildren can't forget them! 】

[There are many infatuated parents in ancient times, who has seen filial children and grandchildren? 】

These seven or eight lines of poems sang, Zhen Shiyin felt sad when he heard them, and he hurriedly caught up with the Taoist priest to ask for an explanation, but the Taoist priest laughed and preached.

At this point, he had a complete enlightenment, and he became a monk with a Taoist priest. Before leaving, he made an annotation, and this annotation was another poem.

Cui Zijian's memory of this poem is especially fresh, because it is the one that Hongwen said three years ago.

"It turns out that the poem is called "The Song of Goodness". Everything in the world is good, and good is good. If it is not good, it is not good. If it is good, it is good. Hehe, it is very interesting. This will prove their guess wrong. .”

After reading this paragraph, Cui Zijian showed a contented smile.

Leaving aside the annotations, the whole poem is very simple, and it can even be said to be vernacular, which is very vulgar, but after adding Zhen Shiyin's annotations, it can be seen as elegant in the vulgar.

Its meaning is also almost clear. It is a metaphor for criticizing social phenomena and the world's greedy pursuits.

In the past three years, many book friends have analyzed this commentary, and there have been many differences. For example, Cui Zijian tends to satirize the greed of people in the feudal society, and it also serves as a warning to the world. It is a bit of a philosophy of life.

As soon as he smiled, Cui Zijian cursed secretly again, saying that he satirized the feudal society, isn't it the same with some phenomena in today's society?

I claim to have the pride of a "literati", so don't I go after that "a few taels of silver" every day!

Quickly skipping this paragraph, he continued to look down.

In fact, Zhen Shiyin's story is still the preface, and the following story is the real content of the novel.

Starting from Jia Yucun, a poor scholar funded by Zhen Shiyin, until he became an official for corruption and was dismissed. He wandered to Huaiyang and met Lin Ruhai, the inspector of Yanyan. The two hit it off.

Lin Ruhai invited Jia Yucun to teach his daughter, Lin Daiyu, in the mansion.

It has to be said that this Jia Yucun has an aura of extermination, and he has only been teaching for a year before Daiyu's mother passed away.

He went for a leisurely stroll again, and met an old friend who told him about Ningguo Mansion and Rongguo Mansion, a wealthy family, and the personnel composition of several generations.

He also mentioned a strange incident, saying that a little son was born in the Rong Mansion. He had a piece of colorful jade in his mouth when he was born. When he was one year old, he grabbed the hairpin ring. refreshing.
While chatting, a happy event came suddenly. A former colleague came over and said that Jia Yucun's boss wanted to use the old man, which meant that he had a chance to return to his post, but he needed to be recommended by someone in the officialdom.

Jia Yucun immediately asked Lin Ruhai for help. It happened that Daiyu's grandmother was worried that her granddaughter would be left alone, so she sent a maid to take Daiyu to Jinling, the capital, which is Rongguo Mansion.

Lin Ruhai invited Jia Yucun to go with him, and wrote to Daiyu's uncle, Jia Zheng, the highest ruler in the Rongguo Mansion, sought reinstatement for him.

It's the third time here, this time Cui Zijian reads very slowly, the content is written that Daiyu went to the mansion to meet many relatives.

There are many paragraphs describing these relatives, including the shape, clothing, personality of the characters, and even the buildings and decorations of Rongguo Mansion.

The writing is very detailed, the portrayal is also very vivid, and it can even be said to be wonderful, especially when I saw the description of the prince who was born with jade, Jia Baoyu's clothes and appearance, Cui Zijian praised him several times in a row, and praised Hongwen again and again. writing.

[He wears a purple gold crown with hair inlaid on his head, his eyebrows are tied with two dragons grabbing pearls and his forehead is wiped with gold. His face is like the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival, his color is like the flowers of spring dawn, his temples are cut like knives, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, and his face is like peach petals. His eyes are like autumn waves, although he is angry, he sometimes smiles, and he is angry and affectionate.]

This is the cousin in Daiyu's eyes, and then it's the cousin in Jia Baoyu's eyes, and the content of a few lines is even more amazing.

[Two dimples are worrying about the state, and the whole body is sick with tenderness.Tears dripped, panting slightly.When you are quiet, it is like a beautiful flower shining in the water; when you are in action, it is like a weak willow supporting the wind]

A few crosses portrayed the difference between the two, and portrayed what is meant by a classical handsome man and a handsome woman.

"Two curved eyebrows that look like frowns but not frowns"

Cui Zijian couldn't help reading the description of Lin Daiyu repeatedly, and when he was immersed in it, a "tiger roar" came suddenly.

"Cui Zijian, don't you let me sleep peacefully on the big weekend? What's your name? What are you talking about?"

But it was his wife, No. 1 in real family status.

"I'll talk about Lin Daiyu again!" Cui Zijian replied subconsciously.

"Lin Daiyu, who is Lin Daiyu? Alright, you are so courageous now that you dare to find another woman behind my back"

"No! Mistress, I'm talking about a novel. The characters in the novel are Hongwen's new book "A Dream of Red Mansions"!"

Cui Zijian quickly explained that he can't bear this blame!If you really want to memorize it, then let Hongwen do it.

""Dream of Red Mansions"? The name is quite nice, let me take a look."

My wife left the bench she just picked up. She knew about Hongwen and had read his youth novels, but she was not a true fan.

Cui Zijian didn't dare to say more, he obediently presented the book in his hand.

The wife took it, and started to flip through it "shua shua". She was not interested in the preface poems, so she directly turned to the first chapter.

It only took 3 minutes to read the next chapter, then 2 minutes, continue to the next chapter, and then 1 minute, until she threw "Dream of Red Mansions" back into Cui Zijian's hands.

At the same time, there was another sentence, "Are you sure this is written by Hongwen? What kind of stuff is this written? It's the same as classical Chinese, I can't understand it at all!"

ps: "A Dream of Red Mansions" will not be written in detail!There is no expert level, two chapters are too much!

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