I have lived forever since the end of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 344: Money can’t buy Xiangrufu

"What do you mean?" Sima Xiangru asked curiously.

Chen Luo rubbed his chin and decided to die without saying anything shocking.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly said: "From Yao and Shun in ancient times to Confucius and Mencius in pre-Qin Dynasty, heroes like Emperor Gao and King Wulie of the Han Dynasty were sung by the world.

What is the reason why they can be known to us today?

Because they are famous, they have a reputation that is remembered by the world, and they have a reputation that is recorded in pictures by historians.

Doesn't Changqing want such fame?
Who wants to remain anonymous for the rest of his life? He brought nothing when he was alive and left nothing behind after his death.

I don’t want to, and I believe Changqing doesn’t want to either, right? "

Although these remarks are somewhat evasive in fact, they are quite inflammatory.

Comparing one's own feelings to others stimulates the deepest yet most superficial desires in everyone's heart.

As soon as Chen Luo said these words, Sima Xiangru was stunned on the spot, while Zhuo Wenjun next to him also had doubts on his face.

fame?

Isn't this something something that can only be met by chance, and can only be accumulated by accumulation over time?

To be honest, they are not unknown people.

Relying solely on their deeds of selling wine as a bartender, the couple had a certain reputation in Chengdu County and even Shu County. After Sima Xiangru resigned, he traveled around the Han Dynasty and wrote some articles, which also won him a lot of popularity in a small area. Popular praise.

Precisely because neither of them is unknown, they understand better how elusive things like fame and prestige are.

How many characters are there that are well known to the common people in Han Dynasty today?

You can count them on your fingers.

Emperor Taizu Gao, King Wulie of Chu, Marquis Wenzhen of Yangxia, Marquis of Huaiyin...

Among them, the one who is most recent to the present era may be Jianghou Zhou Yafu, who is known to the world for his achievements in quelling the rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms.

Even though King Wulie of Chu and Marquis Wenzhen of Yangxia could share half of the glory, not every general could fight alongside them and achieve impressive results.

As for yourself?

How dare the fireflies compete with the bright moon?

Although Chen Luo's words made him feel a little excited, Sima Xiangru was still very self-aware.

He feels that in order to have a reputation worthy of being sung, he must first make matching achievements.

So Sima Xiangru smiled bitterly and said hesitantly: "What Brother Boyu said is very exciting, but I feel that it is too ethereal and insubstantial. There is nothing in my body. How can I be compared with those heroes?"
If virtue is not matched, there will be disasters.

Just like the beggar on the side of the road, if he is suddenly given a hundred taels of gold, he will probably go into a restaurant and eat too much, and eventually starve himself to death. "

Chen Luo laughed out loud when he heard this.

After making Sima Xiangru smile a little confused, he said: "A hundred taels of gold, even a thousand taels of gold, I don't think I can buy one of your poems, Chang Qing."

My evaluation is definitely not exaggerated.

The Chinese cultural context starts with the Book of Songs and Chu Ci, and reaches its peak with Tang poetry and Song Ci. The intermediate stage, Han Fu, is an absolutely unavoidable stage.

When Chen Luozeng was studying the history of ancient Chinese literature in college, the textbooks from Pre-Qin to the late Han Dynasty included a thick book with more than two hundred pages. Among them, Sima Xiangru, as a representative figure, occupied a chapter in it. He wrote " "Shanglin" is a content that cannot be avoided during teaching.

Due to many reasons such as length and era, the popularity of Han Fu is much lower than that of literary works of other eras, but its influence on later generations of China is quite profound.

As for its often mentioned unpronounceable words, complicated parallel prose, and overly gorgeous diction... these are indeed the shortcomings of Han Fu, but it is not the reason why it is difficult for future generations to write as brilliantly and reproduce the beauty of Han Fu. Woolen cloth?

As one of the representatives of Han Fu creation, Sima Xiangru's works are worth a thousand taels of gold, which is by no means an exaggeration.

If he had left one more poem for future generations, the research value it would have provided to the world of history and literature would be more than a thousand taels of gold.

"Brother Boyu is exaggerating. How can I have such high value?" Sima Xiangru couldn't help but feel a trace of redness on his face. This compliment sounded comfortable, but it really made people feel shy and embarrassed that they had no place to rest their toes.

Zhuo Wenjun smiled and responded, "I know the talent of my beloved. Even if it is less than a thousand taels of gold, I will definitely have it for seven or eight hundred taels."

Chen Luo didn't join in the joke.

Otherwise, what he just said would be passed off with a smile, completely failing to achieve the original goal.

So he said in a deep voice: "If Brother Changqing is willing, I can spend a thousand taels of gold to buy one of your poems."

For a moment, the room was so silent that only the cold wind blew up the calligraphy and painting on the bare wall.

"Did my father send you here?" Zhuo Wenjun came back to his senses and asked Chen Luo with a frown.

In her eyes, her husband is indeed talented, but in this world, literary talent alone is useless. If he is not famous, few people will appreciate him if he can write a bunch of flowers with his words and sentences.

Therefore, the man in front of him was willing to pay a thousand taels of gold to ask for a poem from Sima Xiangru. Zhuo Wenjun thought that his father couldn't stand the hard life he was living and couldn't lose his face, so he chose such a deceitful method. Relieve them.

"I sincerely appreciate the beautiful articles written by Chang Qing." Chen Luo smiled faintly, then stared at Zhuo Wenjun and said, "And the 'bitter flesh tactic' you used is just a bet on when your father will be distressed and whether he will be able to erase it. Face. Even if you win, will you and Chang Qing be able to live a satisfactory life when you go back?"

The other party has doubts about his origin and purpose. No matter how clever the excuse is, Zhuo Wenjun will still have doubts in his heart.

After all, once the seeds of distrust are planted, they will grow rapidly and be difficult to eradicate.

So Chen Luo didn't take the usual path and pointed out the other party's plan.

In this way, you can take control of the situation.

As expected, Zhuo Wenjun's eyes flashed with panic.

Sima Xiangru next to him frowned and said: "Brother Boyu, what are you talking about? My husband and I are in love with each other. Even if our family has only four walls, we can still rely on our own efforts. How can you mean what you said?"

Chen Luo smiled and said: "Chang Qing, if you want to return to the Zhuo family and live a life of fine clothing and fine food, using this 'bitter flesh trick' is really not the most appropriate plan.

First of all, your father-in-law has the decision-making power. If he wants to invite you back, then you can go back. If he doesn't let go, then you can only stay outside.

Of course, I know that your wife probably arranged someone at home to help and say nice things, but more than half a year has passed. Doesn’t your father-in-law know your current situation?

Therefore, the two of you must have experienced the effect over the past six months.

Secondly, even if your father-in-law agrees to your return, will he look good on you, Chang Qing?

Look at your actions from the perspective of a father...Brother Changqing, think about it carefully.Besides, it’s not a good feeling to live under someone else’s roof. You have to rely on your father-in-law for all your food and clothing. It’s hard to keep your temper. It really makes me feel sorry for your talent.

Finally, if you, Chang Qing, have higher ambitions, then your father-in-law’s farm, house, and servants are nothing to you.

If you want to be a famous figure in history, how can you keep your eyes on these mundane possessions? "

As Chen Luo finished speaking.

Gradually, Sima Xiangru fell into thinking.

My wife had discussed this plan with herself.In fact, he didn't think there was any problem.

He eloped with his wife, but he had a status and was recognized by the other party's parents. After all, it would sound much better if he told it.

So Sima Xiangru agreed to the plan to sell alcohol in the downtown area, and even deliberately showed the poverty in their lives. From the layout of the house to the clothes on their bodies, everything was very simple.

But the authorities are confused.

These words made him couldn't help but rethink the problem and discovered many things that he had ignored before.

Zhuo Wenjun, who was standing next to him, pursed his lips and looked at Chen Luo deeply.

She didn't expect that the other party would say such things, and she could completely convince herself.

After all, when formulating the "Bitter Meat Plan", Zhuo Wenjun stood on her own side and considered her father's behavior and thoughts, ignoring the existence of Sima Xiangru.

My husband and I lived a slightly poorer life outside, but we still had dignity.

We earn our own living through labor, who dares to point fingers?
What's more, the people in Chengdu County are simple and simple. Most people come to drink with the intention of watching the excitement. However, after getting along for a long time, they sympathize with Zhuo Wenjun and Sima Xiangru's experiences from the simplest value level.

Some even come to take care of their business.

But if we go back to Linqiong, the situation may be different.

Of course, there is no possibility of being wronged when he returns home, but will his beloved be looked down upon?

She cannot control everyone in the family.

Ordinary servants would naturally not dare to laugh and insult their uncle, but if my father and mother gave their beloved a cold look, it would be hard for me to quarrel with them again.

This may be true only at home, let alone rumors from the outside world.

Neighbors, as well as father's friends and partners, how would they evaluate the beloved?
I am afraid that all unpleasant words and phrases will come out of the mouths of vulgar people.

More refined people will be sarcastic and sarcastic.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wenjun's breath froze and his face turned a little pale.

This result is not what I want to see.

She had been married to Sima Xiangru for such a long time, and she understood that deep down in his heart, he was actually quite arrogant and did not want to be humiliated. Because of this, he rejected his proposal to return to Linqiong and carry out the torture plan at home. .

If your husband is frequently insulted and looked down upon after following you home, then the close relationship between him and you may be cracked.

"I would like to ask Brother Boyu to give me some advice."

"Brother Boyu, what do you have to say?"

The couple's voices sounded almost at the same time.

Chen Luo narrowed his eyes.

Damn it, the connection between the two minds.

He felt his heart twitch slightly, but he quickly suppressed it.

He could see that Zhuo Wenjun and Sima Xiangru were already moved after hearing his hypothesis just now.

Zhuo Wenjun, in particular, looked anxious, obviously realizing the undesirability of the "bitter meat scheme".

Her father, Zhuo Wangsun, could become a wealthy and powerful person. Could it be that he had no ability and would he be an easy person?

Obviously impossible.

If you want to use the bitter method to negotiate terms with Zhuo Wangsun, you are simply putting a knife into the other party's hand. As for whether the other party wants to use this knife and how deep to stab with this knife, it all depends on the other party's mood. .

After a pause, Chen Luo met the two people's eyes and said, "Then we have to go back to the topic I originally talked about, 'fame'.

The 'fame' I'm talking about here is not the reputation you two sell wine in Chengdu to use to force your father-in-law to lose face, but to give you a real reputation.

I would like to ask, Changqing's article was praised by the common people of the Han Dynasty and appreciated by the emperor. What would your father-in-law think?
If Chang Qing, your father-in-law still doesn't approve, I'm afraid outsiders will say that he has no discernment and wants to turn away such a good son-in-law.

At that time, you don't even need to do anything more. The pressure of public opinion alone will be enough to make your father-in-law accept you. "

There was no conspiracy involved in the plan he was talking about.

Instead of putting the knife into the opponent's hands and acting based on the opponent's face, it is better to improve yourself.

Relying on his reputation, Zhuo Wangsun had to accept Sima Xiangru.

Hearing this, Sima Xiangru's eyes lit up.

Compared to the "bitter meat scheme", Chen Luo's idea was obviously more in line with his wishes.

Although he wanted to eat soft rice, according to Brother Boyu's plan, he had to eat the soft rice standing up!

"Brother Boyu, what do I need to do?" Sima Xiangru couldn't wait.

He knew that it would not be easy to achieve the level proposed by Chen Luo.

My father-in-law is a very wealthy man, and he does not need to give him the face of an ordinary scholar, so that he can bow his head. His literary name needs to be known to at least one county, and to be appreciated by an official like the county governor who has two thousand dan. .

As for what Chen Luo said just now about letting the emperor appreciate it, Sima Xiangru regarded it as motivating himself.

Seeing his beloved so excited, Zhuo Wenjun opened his mouth slightly but said nothing.

She knew that her husband liked Chen Luo's suggestion more than the "bitter flesh trick".

So what do you have to say?
It would be fine if the husband sings and the wife follows suit.

Chen Luo chuckled and said: "Just listen to my arrangements, as long as this..."

After hearing the brief summary of the plan, the two remaining people in the room were stunned.

Sima Xiangru murmured: "Brother Boyu, is this too generous? I'm afraid I can't bear it."

"As long as your talent is real, what can't you bear?" Chen Luo said lightly.

"Then you..." Sima Xiangru hesitated for a moment, "Why did you choose me?"

This is his last question.

The help Chen Luo provided was so important, and it was so good to him that it was unreal, making him feel like he was in a dream.

Of course, if this was really a dream, Sima Xiangru felt that he would not want to wake up.

"Talent is everything, and you are really talented." Chen Luo replied solemnly.

(End of this chapter)