Reborn Cultural Empire

"Huh? But can I ask, how do you define the vulgarity that uncle said?" Yang Yi stared at Jiang Jianmo with bright eyes. Show some edge.

It's normal for the secretary to not want to help, but Yang Yi couldn't accept such an evaluation of his book.The current stack of manuscripts is not something he plagiarized without any effort, but has incorporated countless efforts of his own.Although it is not necessarily necessary to ask the secretary to work under the secretary's door for publishing matters, leaving in despair after being despised by others, and saying goodbye on his own initiative is a matter of dignity in life.

Vulgar?hehe!

Jiang Jianmo had never seen Yang Yi's aggressive demeanor on other people's faces since he took charge of Yuezhou. Even the mayor Cao Jianguo, who had frequent disputes with his own political views, had a kind face on his face.But at this time, not only did the Secretary not have a sullen expression on his face, but he was amused in his heart—this kid finally showed some youthful disposition, if he can still maintain his calm appearance, he might have to thank the guests behind closed doors .

But there was no expression on his face, and he didn't answer Yang Yi's question. Instead, he picked up the manuscript and glanced at it casually, and then said indifferently: "Don't you think my evaluation is wrong?"

Although he also intended to suppress this boy, Jiang Jianmo himself did not have no opinion on these manuscripts. In the eyes of this orthodox history student, there were too many glib jokes in Yang Yi's book. If the traces are too heavy, it will appear frivolous and lose the heavy sense of history.

Seeing Jiang Jianmo's expressionless face, Yang Yi naturally knew that this was the secretary's psychological tactic. I'm afraid this psychological tactic would still be very effective for 90.00% of the people!If it was another young literary youth who was criticized by this scholar secretary, I am afraid that his mind would have become muddled, and there would be no way to distinguish, let alone refute.

But for Yang Yi, who has seen through Jiang Jianmo's thoughts, these do not constitute the so-called pressure. Being reborn from the era of information explosion in later generations is his greatest advantage and reliance.Therefore, regarding the secretary's behavior, Yang Yi just smiled casually, seeming to sneer: "A history of 24, I don't know where to start..."

Taking a leisurely look at Jiang Jianmo who greeted his gaze, Yang Yi didn't wait for him to answer, but deliberately elongated his tone: "Say—start—"

Jiang Jianmo's face was a little uneasy. This common saying used to describe the complicated situation, when it first appeared, especially in their circle of historical people, it was used to describe people's 5000 years of history. That bewilderment and bewilderment.

That's what people say, we ordinary people don't like to watch those vain and prudish.

Seeing his father eating a little bit, Jiang Nan smiled beside him like an aristocrat, his rosy cheeks were slightly pursed, his eyebrows were relaxed, and everyone's ladylike temperament was fully displayed.

It's just that Yang Yi had seen her toughness early on, and he was more familiar with the technique of flicking soot than himself, so how could he dare to treat this girl as an ordinary lady.

Laugh as much as you want, if you hold back your endocrine disorders, you'll be done!The corner of Yang Yi's mouth twitched.

This expression that lasted only a thousandth of a second was captured by Jiang Nan very accurately, so when the eyes met, he sent a sharp look of "I will never stop revenge for my mother", and then continued to smile instantly.

"It's just that people who don't understand history can't eat grapes. It's just ridiculous." Jiang Jianmo was noncommittal to Yang Yi's statement, but this answer itself showed his unwillingness.

"Then why do ordinary people like those unofficial stories so much? Is it true that only vulgar jokes can arouse the public's interest? Chinese people's hobbies are so out of the question?" Yang Yi asked, not only for his own sake, but also for those The history gradually submerged in the pile of old papers.

Jiang Jianmo smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't bother to argue.

Yang Yi ignored his expression, determined to teach the secretary of the municipal party committee a lesson, so he shrugged without hesitation: "Originally, historians should bear the responsibility of taking history as a mirror and teaching future generations, but because you are old Uncle Jiang, since you are a college student of history, you should be familiar with Mr. Huang Renyu's "15 Years of Wanli"?"

Jiang Jianmo nodded, "Yes", and then said leisurely: "There is no conclusion yet."

Of course Yang Yi understood what he meant. It is also true that Huang Renyu has mixed reputations in academic circles, and he is still arguing about it. However, this does not affect his confidence in continuing to speak: "It is true that there is no conclusion, but this gentleman has a great understanding of historical knowledge. Does the popularization and dissemination among ordinary people play a big role? And does most of the knowledge he disseminates conform to historical facts?"

This time, Jiang Jianmo had to admit that Yang Yi's words made sense, so he was less wary of Yang Yi and a little more acknowledging.

Originally, I thought that this boy was just reading history as a story, but judging from his knowledge of the historiography circle, it seemed that he had put in a lot of work. This made Jiang Jianmo, who has always advocated strict history management, nod in his heart.

"Since Uncle doesn't quite approve of Huang Renyu, what about Master Qian Mu's point of view? One who doesn't know the history of a country is not worthy of being a citizen of a country, and you don't agree?" Seeing that things had turned around, Yang Yi began to pull even bigger tiger skins.

"Master's words are somewhat biased, but generally speaking, they are still correct." Jiang Jianmo suddenly felt a little caught in a trap, and smiled bitterly in his heart. From Huang Renyu to Master Qian Mu, this kid has done his homework. Find fault.

But he couldn't say anything to refute. If Huang Renyu was still controversial, then the views of Qian Mu, a master of Chinese studies, were not so easy to refute at will.

"That's right!" Yang nodded and smiled, but his tone was not at all proud of the youth who had gained the upper hand. His eyes were clear and his expression was calm: "But the current history books are not interesting for people to read at a glance. Is it true? Is it everyone's mistake? History itself is so rich and colorful, which is unmatched by any novel! But why don't people like to read it?"

Jiang Jianmo gradually fell into deep thought, and Yang Yi's tone became excited, as if he was born with a magic power to resonate with others: "Life is more bizarre than fiction, and history is the life of ancestors far away, so why can't history be more bizarre?" Be more lively? Beautiful writing and colorful narratives? These have never been the enemies of history! Never have been! What we lack now is serious and attractive "jokes", only to take off the heavy weight of history Only by wearing a coat can the Chinese people truly understand the history of China!"

Yang Yi's words, the intrigue and provocative power in them are not insignificant, but it is also because they all hit the point that they have such inspiring power.However, Jiang Jianmo's well-informed parents and officials are not the kind of young people who will be poked at the G spot with a few words. His heart has been slightly shaken, and his face still does not express.

"What's more, even Baixiangshan's poems pursue 'an old woman can understand'. Why do those historians do the opposite?" Yang Yi finally offered the most powerful argument, which can be regarded as the conclusion of the conclusion. .

"Oh, you mean, your manuscript can be compared to Baishi?" Jiang Jianmo wondered, with a smile on his face for the first time.

And this is exactly the effect Yang Yi wanted to create. Although the previous speeches were more satisfying, but this matter was always about finding someone to help him, and a little self-effacing at the end can be regarded as easing the atmosphere.

"Don't dare to boast, but there must be a direction to work hard, isn't it?"

"Okay, let's see if your manuscript has this ability." Jiang Jian got up and went out indifferently, and returned to the living room after a while, but two people followed behind him.

A young and capable guy, a rural woman in her forties or fifties.

"This is my driver, Xiao Wang, and Aunt Huang, who is in charge of housekeeping. Don't you advocate bringing history closer to the common people? Then let them check for you first." Jiang Jianmo actually reluctantly agreed with Yang Yi's rhetoric.Therefore, although I still have grudges against this manuscript, I always have to be reasonable in front of my daughter and her classmates, so I simply recruited the driver and the nanny to make a step for myself.

Divide a stack of manuscript paper into two, and pass it to the two people who are a bit cramped: "Come, help me to see if it's good or bad."

"How can this work? I'm a countryman, how can I understand this!" Aunt Huang, the nanny, waved her hands again and again: "I'll call Secretary Tang here for you to see how it is."

The driver of the main soldier who was transferred from the army also blushed and dared not pick it up.

"Don't worry, this manuscript is for ordinary people to read, and it's useless to let Xiaotang come! Take it quickly, this is a mission!" Once Secretary Jiang's big hat was pressed down, the two could no longer refuse, so they had to hesitate to accept the manuscript looked up.

……

It took half a day, until the father and daughter of the Jiang family went to the dinner table and came back after Yang Yi insisted...

"Hey, Aunt Huang, have you finished watching? I'm still waiting to see the back!"

"You brat, why are you in a hurry! My eyesight is not good enough to see slowly, just wait a little longer..."

Yang Yi and Jiang Nan looked at each other and smiled, while Jiang Jianmo was left with a complicated mood, wondering if this kid's manuscript is so attractive?Then I thought that when I first watched it, I almost fell into a pit. After a while, I made a decision in a moment.

There may not be many interesting teenagers, but he shouldn't appear at this time - when there is a gap between their father and daughter.

So I can help him once, but he has to pay something.