Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

To be honest, Su Mu himself knew that his writing skills in ancient prose were not good enough, and this was his shortcoming.After all, ancient prose is the written text of the ancients, and it pays attention to a high degree of conciseness.

A good article can be said to be too much to add a word, and too little to subtract a word.

This is also a characteristic of ancient Chinese prose, and there are historical reasons for this.In the Qin and Han Dynasties, because there was no paper, if you want to write a composition to record things, you can only write on silk, and the cost is extremely high.Therefore, the ancients developed the habit of cherishing words like gold, in order to explain things clearly in the shortest space.

Later, people began to use bamboo slips. It is very troublesome to use this thing to write articles. You need to choose a suitable bamboo slip, and you have to finish it before using it. Not to mention, it is very troublesome to make. Bamboo slips make it much easier.A prose with several thousand words can weigh tens of catties if you are not careful.

In the Qin Dynasty, the first emperor was diligent in state affairs, and the memorials he reviewed every day weighed hundreds of catties.Tyranny of the Qin Dynasty, it is estimated that the violence of Yingzheng was cultivated in holding heavy bamboo slips in his hands. Whoever reads with a big waist and a round waist, his feet are weak and his hands are sore, will not be in a good mood.

Therefore, when later generations mentioned those exquisite articles, they mostly called them masterpieces.This point, judging from the size of the Qin and Han bamboo slips, is indeed very large.

Speaking of good articles, such as Sima Qian's "Historical Records", including "Wu'an Wei Qihou Biography", when Su Mu was studying Chinese studies at the university, he once thought about writing it again in his own language.In the end, after pondering for a long time, I had to sigh, Tai Shigong's words were so concise that he really couldn't move a single word.

When Su Mu was studying with Mr. Shao, under the guidance of the old master, he had a preliminary understanding of the rules of writing in classical Chinese.Even if the articles I write are really frustrating, they can be written smoothly. This is the first time I have encountered a situation where I can't write more than two sentences like today.

When you encounter good luck, you can write good articles with a flash of inspiration.

Su Mu thought for a while, such as the current situation of pen-writing, maybe it can only be explained by lack of inspiration or poor state.

Status is a mysterious thing to say, but it exists by your side all the time.No matter what you do, when you are in a good state, you will be helped by God, otherwise, you will not be able to do anything.

When Su Mu copied "Journey to the West" before, it was impossible to memorize every sentence and every story.Therefore, this novel only takes the main story line of Wu Chengen's novel, and this one only accounts for 40.00%.The remaining 60.00% are all created by Su Muyuan.

"Journey to the West" is originally a popular novel, and it also uses vernacular Chinese, which is the daily language of Ming Dynasty people.When he first started writing, Su Mu was still a little restrained, but as he further integrated into this era, his writing became more and more smooth.

When the inspiration comes, there is no pressure to write five or six thousand words a day.

But once the state is not there, even if you sit at the desk for an hour or two, you will not be able to write a word.

When encountering this kind of situation, you have to learn to adjust your psychology and try your best to excite yourself.For example, some people drink, while others go out for a walk.French writer Balzac drank a lot of coffee.

As for Su Mu, it was Duke Meng Zhou.As long as you have a good night's sleep and feel refreshed, you will naturally write with spirit.

Of course, it was already around four o'clock in the afternoon.The first round of the hospital examination had to be handed in before dinner, and he only had an hour or two left, so he naturally had no time to go to sleep.

But how to adjust your state?

Thinking that time waits for no one, Su Mu's heart felt like a fire, and he was hot and restless.Then, there was another deep sense of powerlessness, and a voice came out in my heart: It's over, it's over, am I really not a candidate for the imperial examination, is it possible that this road will not work at all.Perhaps, what Ruisheng said earlier was right, my article is simply nonsense.

"Su Ruisheng...how is he now? Perhaps after listening to my words, he is also too nervous to write. Compared with me, Su Mu, if he doesn't win, he will continue to be a writer and write the four famous books one by one. Write it out in exchange for money to make a living. And if he fails the ranking, what awaits him is the severe punishment of the family law...Psychological warfare, hehe, the end result is that both sides suffer!"

Thinking of Su Ruisheng's name, Su Mu trembled and finally calmed down.

He also knew that this was not going to work, so he simply threw the pen aside and stopped.

Today, after a month of practicing on the sea of ​​questions, he has written "Journey to the West" with hundreds of thousands of words, which can be regarded as having certain writing experience.

There is no rush in writing such a thing, the so-called haste makes waste.Lu Xun also said that if you can't write it, you can't force it.

Shaking his head, and taking a deep breath, Su Mu added some water to the inkstone, ground the ink slowly, and sorted out his thoughts bit by bit.

After stopping, Su Mu realized that the whole examination room was very quiet, almost no sound could be heard, only a group of sparrows stopped on the roof of the examination shed opposite, chirping.

The examinee on the opposite side probably also found it difficult to write the essay, and three deep lines appeared on his brows, and there was a sparkle of light in it.Looking closely, it was full of sweat.

The boy had a sad face, the pen was biting his mouth, and there was no trace of blood on his lips.

Su Mu smiled: So it's not just me, Su Mu, who got stuck in the text!

With this smile, my heart relaxes, and my thinking becomes active.

"Isn't it just an stereotyped essay, isn't it just impossible to write?"

Since this idea doesn't make sense, let's change the way of writing.

The ink has been ground, and there is a scent of ink in the air.

Su Mu picked up the topic paper and looked at it again, and his eyes fell on "Your Honor, Your Excellency."It is called respecting the virtuous by respecting the superior and the inferior.Nobility, respect for the virtuous, its righteousness is one of the above.

This sentence comes from "Mencius".

The more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes.

This feeling is very strange, and Su Mu doesn't know where it came from.

In fact, thanks to the blessing of the original owner of this body, and because Su Mu has been studying hard for the past two months, he must take out the Confucian classics every day and read a few, lest he forget them.

He memorized every sentence of the Four Books and Five Classics by heart, and he memorized them by heart.

But the familiarity just now was not because I had memorized "Mencius" before, but another strange memory.

I always feel that this sentence has a lot to do with myself.

It's a pity, but I couldn't think of it for a while anyway.

"It's not right, it's absolutely not right!" Su Mu finally couldn't help muttering, then picked up the pen and wrote on the draft, copying this sentence over and over again.

At the beginning, it was still intentional, and when it was copied for the third time.The right hand holding the pen is suddenly as light as nothing, as if there is an invisible hand guiding in the dark, or there is a voice close to my ear and whispering something softly, Su Mu ghostly said in this sentence Followed by: "respect to the upper and lower, the great sages divide what they say."

"Ah!" Su Mu was stunned, and the pen in his hand almost fell to the ground.

It was like being punched hard in the heart.

Isn't this the breaking point of this question? How did I write it? How could it be like this?