Crowned the New Han Dynasty

Chapter 223: Wen Fei Wen, Xiongnu Shadow

"Questioning is also a link?"

Liu Gang was full of doubts. He felt that it was nothing special at all. It was just asking a question, asking people to answer it, and writing an article. It was nothing special.

Lu Ying looked at the signatures on the tree and asked: "Is this question just tied to the tree for people to choose?" After saying that, he looked at Zuo Qing, only to see the latter gently Shaking his head, he looked at Tao Ya and Zhao Xing, both of whom were smiling but saying nothing.

Zuo Qing looked at Chen Zhi and asked with a smile: "Brother Chen, what do you think?"

Among the people present, Zuo Qing was from Qingzhou and knew the inside story. Tao Ya and Zhao Xing had studied abroad and were well-informed, which meant that Chen Zhi and the others had no way of knowing.

Liu Gang expressed doubts that what Lu Ying said was wrong, and everyone wanted to hear Chen Zhi's opinion.

Chen Zhi did not answer immediately, but pointed to the label on the book and said: "From a purely literal point of view, setting a question means asking a question and letting others answer it. It seems that the focus is on the content of the question."

Zuo Qing's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he still didn't speak.

His question actually smelled like a school test, but if it was made too obvious, it would be very inappropriate given Chen Zhi's status and reputation. It would appear that Zuo Qing was ungrateful. But for the Zuo family, except for Zuo Yuan, In addition, other people's understanding of Chen Zhi was based on hearsay, and there were concerns about such a big matter, and Zuo Qing was no exception.

However, along the way, he had talked a lot with Chen Zhi, and he was already convinced. Now he asked because he wanted to see his understanding of the cultural society, which was related to the prestige of the Zuo family.

"If setting a topic is a link, you should focus on the topic and see whether it involves Confucian classics or Mohism, whether it originates from Legalism or Confucianism, whether it is biased toward Huang Lao, Buddhism, or the Art of War, and then analyze the topic, make comments or write Publish an article." At this point, Chen Zhi suddenly changed the topic, "From the Bao family's literary meeting, it is just to write a topic, hang it on a tree, and let people read it. But if it is so simple, how can it be done? Can it become an independent link?”

"But this makes sense," Liu Gang was still puzzled. "It is not an easy task to come up with a topic that is relevant, can reflect the knowledge, and is difficult for others. As a link ,enough."

Zuo Qing did not express his position, but still looked at Chen Zhi.

"Composing the question itself is actually an action." Chen Zhi pointed to the tree with the sign tied to it. "There are trees in the garden, but if there are no trees, can the question be written like this? The question is not just written on paper. So the articles from the Wenhui may not necessarily be articles.”

Zuo Qing smiled while stroking his palms, then nodded and said: "As expected of a third-grade figure, he can see the key at a glance. Yes, the question setting itself has many meanings as a link. Just like what Brother Lu and Brother Liu said, the earliest literary works Meeting means to come up with a topic that can demonstrate knowledge, but later celebrities were not satisfied with this. Nowadays, any topic can be picked from flowers and stones, so the topic has become a link, not only the topic itself, but also the underlying meaning. How to find the real questions is the key, but to solve and answer the questions, you don't have to write."

Tao Ya interjected: "Actually, I have witnessed a literary meeting with my own eyes. A famous person finally solved a question and wrote an article full of witty remarks. However, another person picked up the question and tied it to a stone. Throw it into the pond, and say a sentence of "it's better to throw it out of the way", which coincides with the topic, and immediately wins the applause of the whole house and wins the first prize."

"Is there such a thing?" Liu Gang's eyes widened, and then he shook his head with regret, as if he felt the pain of the person who worked hard to answer the questions.

When Lu Ying heard this, he also had some thoughts and said: "So, my Jiangdong Literary Society has had similar situations in recent years, and most of them are related to Buddhism. It is said that this kind of antelope-like behavior can best reflect the situation. One’s understanding.”

Zhao Xingze smiled and said: "You have just begun to show signs in the south of the Yangtze River. There are more Buddhist temples around Jianye. After all, it is the old capital. In the north, because of the preferences of several princes, Buddhism is more widely spread, especially in Qingzhou, where it has been around for a long time. It's popular, so I like this kind of clever move."

Chen Zhi nodded, understanding something in his heart.

This kind of literary meeting tests a person's background and quick wit. Questions are asked and answered on the spot. However, if you want to write a good article, it often takes a long time to prepare. The article written in this way will definitely not be as good as the one left in the literary meeting. Taking special actions will help spread your reputation.

To put it simply, well-written articles are not as good as good news.

Moreover, writing on the spot is often not well thought out, so there are many literary societies in the world, and many people have become famous from literary societies, but there are not many articles that have actually been circulated from literary societies.

"Although it is called Wenhui, it makes people think that it is through writing, but not many people rely on articles to get ahead, so it has to be a bit mysterious. I think the three sections of Wenhui emerged and were perfected based on this idea."

Thinking of this, Chen Zhi couldn't help but smile and asked: "What about the next two steps?"

Zuo Qing smiled and said: "The next two steps are to 'discuss the Tao' and the other to 'criticize', but this discussion and criticism are different from the ordinary ones..."

While he was talking, a boy from the Bao family came over, bowed to several people respectfully, and said: "My master likes literary and ink. This literary meeting is held to encourage the talents and contacts in Zeng County. Scholars, you can have a place to discuss Taoism. Since you are here, please leave your calligraphy treasures so that you can have something to think about."

Chen Zhi and others looked at each other, and Liu Gang asked, "We haven't read the title yet, and we haven't prepared the article yet."

The young man laughed and said: "I dare not disturb everyone's thoughts, I just hope that you can leave a name, as long as you leave a name." These words used the color of pleading, and told repeatedly.

Liu Gang saw that he spoke pitifully, and seemed to be under pressure from the master, so he picked up a pen and wrote his name on the list. Once he started, the others were not idle and wrote one after another.

The boy looked at the names of several people and didn't have much emotion. When Chen Zhi wrote the names, his eyes suddenly lit up and he saw that the characters were extraordinary. He was about to ask when he saw Zuo Qing's name again, and he immediately became happy. "Could it be that sir is from the Zuo family in Linzi?"

Zuo Qing nodded.

The young man said happily: "It's a great blessing that Mr. Zuo can come. Please wait a moment, sir, and I will inform my master."

Zuo Qing waved his hand and said: "Don't disturb the people of your house, I'm just passing by, I heard that there is a literary conference here, so I came here to have a look, and I'm leaving now."

If the boy was willing to comply, he asked Zuo Qing to wait while he hurried back.

Seeing this, Zuo Qing smiled bitterly and said: "If the Bao family comes across them, they will inevitably be in trouble. They want to use this opportunity to become famous. Maybe there is something wrong with them. Let's avoid it."

Zhenxian County is just a stop on the road, and they don't want to delay for long. It's okay for the Bao family to visit them, but not here, because the cultural festival here is for the sake of fame and popularity, and no celebrities are invited. Still like this , if they get entangled, it will inevitably pull a few people's tiger flags and add chaos, which is not beautiful.

So, as soon as the boy left, they turned around and left Baoyuan.

When the bloated Mr. Bao came happily, he couldn't find anyone at all.

"Master, I really didn't lie to you. They were still here just now. You see, this is the name they left behind." The boy's forehead was sweating anxiously, and he handed over the book in his hand in a panic.

Master Bao didn't look at it, but frowned.

Beside him, a confidant came over and whispered: "Sir, Mr. Zuo must have just left. If you chase him now, you can still catch him."

Mr. Bao thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Everyone has left, just to show his attitude. If you chase after me, you will only be humiliating yourself. That's all. Send my name card and say that I will pick up the wind and wash away the dust for Mr. Zuo in the evening. Let's I finally got a bit of an advantage, and it was natural to send the name card, otherwise who would be my turn? I have been invited by the Luo family and the Deng family a long time ago."

After saying this, he lowered his head and glanced at the booklet, took it from the frightened boy's hand, and glanced at it seemingly casually, and then his eyes lit up.

"Good calligraphy!" He praised and asked, "Did the person who left this calligraphy come with Mr. Zuo?"

"Yes, yes, I was surprised too. This handwriting is really amazing!" the boy responded quickly.

Mr. Bao nodded and looked at the name again.

"Chen Zhi, it sounds familiar."

At the same time, someone on the other side of the city also mentioned this name.

"Chen Zhi? With all due respect, Mr. Zhu, do you know this reputation?" The person who spoke was the Deng family master.

The Deng family in Zeng County is one of the largest families in the area. It is said that it is related to the Deng family in Xinye. Since Deng Zhi followed Emperor Zhaolie, all of their descendants have held high officials for generations. Now they are a high-ranking family. In comparison, The Deng family in Zeng County cannot compare, but in this three-thirds of an acre of land, they are still worthy of comparison.

Sitting opposite Mr. Deng was Zhu Shou's nephew Zhu Jing. He stopped going south and returned north with two guards. After arriving at Zhenxian County, he approached the Deng family and said some coercive words to try to get him to The Deng family helped deal with Chen Zhi.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Deng did not accept this trick at all and simply refused.

"Mr. Zhu, during your previous visits, you said that there might be Huns wandering around, and asked us to help prevent them from destroying the apricot altar. After receiving the general's letter, you turned south. How could you have a conflict with Mr. Chen? He is not a Hun!"

Mr. Deng first talked about friendship, and then expressed his attitude: "Those ordinary clans in Zhen County may not know Chen Zhi's name, but how can I not know it? With just one word, you want me to provoke Mr. Chen. This is to put me in trouble." The Deng family is roasting on the fire! My Deng family is just a local small family, how dare I do such a thing? I regard you as a friend, Mr. Zhu, but I can't do this, so you should hire someone else."

Zhu Jing looked unhappy and asked: "If that's the case, then I can only go to see Brother Luo. From now on, my uncle may value Brother Luo more."

"It's up to you!" Mr. Deng laughed instead, "It's best if Luo Bu is willing to come forward."

"Very good! I'll remember it!" As soon as he said this, Zhu Jing left a threatening look in his eyes and walked away.

Looking at his back, Mr. Deng shook his head: "For the sake of General Zhonglang, I call him brother and sister, but now he wants to offend a famous scholar who went north to the north with his empty talk. I am waiting for Wenhui to become famous. If I offend Chen Zhi, I might end up like Yu Liang. This Zhu Jing has never suffered a loss before. He is too young and has never suffered a loss. This is not a good thing!"

(End of this chapter)