Idle courtiers

Chapter 226 If Life Is Just Like First Seen

"Ah!" Zhu and Xu cried out again.

"This..." Zhu Cong said in surprise, "Ninth Young Master also writes romance novels, how is that possible?"

He looked like he couldn't think of it, he couldn't think of it, Jiu Gongzi, you big-eyed guy also betrayed the revolution.

Hearing what he said, Master Jiu jumped up angrily: "What nonsense, how could I write such dirty things?"

Zhu Congchen was also unhappy, and said to Zhou Nan: "Zimu, I came here to ask for your mentor's manuscripts. I don't like other people's things? Now the business of printing books is in a downturn. It doesn't matter whether you are a talented man or a talented woman. If one book is accompanied by another book, this business cannot be done.”

Ah Jiu was not convinced: "Zhu Congjin, don't look down on people. I don't bother to write. If I write, I will definitely be worse than Wang Shizhen."

Zhu Congchen: "I don't want to tell you little girl too much, if you have the guts, write it!"

"Write and write."

"Then you write."

"I..." Ah Jiu raised the pen, but froze in the air.

"I'll read, you write." Suddenly, Zhou Nan chanted loudly: "If life is just like the first time you see it, why is the autumn wind sadly painting a fan? Waiting for leisure to change but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable."

"Lishan language is half past midnight, tears and rain and zero bells will never complain. How can you be so lucky as Jin Yilang, who will make a wish that day."

"Si!" Xu and Zhu, one is the daughter of the Xiangfu, and the other is the nobleman of Tianhuang, who were born with a golden key in their mouth, so they don't have to worry about three meals a day.You can't take the imperial examination to be an official or do business.Life is long, and you have to find some fun to get through it.

They received aristocratic education since they were young, and their art appreciation is much stronger than ordinary people. How could they not recognize that this is a "Magnolia Flower Order" and how could they not recognize the benefits in it, they all took a breath of air.

The word turned out to be very good.

"Bowl."

A short sentence is worth a thousand words. In an instant, all the indescribable and complicated feelings in life come to my heart, which makes people feel a lot of emotion.The opening sentence plays the role of leading the whole word, and the remaining seven sentences exist to cater to this sentence. At the same time, this sentence also represents the dream of you and me after suffering: If life is always as sweet as when we first met, such Warm, such affectionate and happy, what a wonderful thing it should be.

A dream is a dream after all. If it can be realized, how can it be "What is the autumn wind and the sad painting fan?"

This poem contains allusions about the love between Emperor Han Cheng and Ban Jieyu, and the love between Emperor Ming and Concubine Yang.However, no matter how poignant and beautiful love is, it cannot withstand the curse of love.The love vows that day were deeply affectionate, but the final betrayal was inevitable.

The sad thing is that love is beautiful and short; the sad thing is that love is bright and desolate.

If there is only one meeting in life, how wonderful would it be, or how regrettable it would be?

A strong sense of melancholy and sadness permeated the air, and Jiu Gongzi burst into tears when he thought of his unexpected fate.

Zhu Congjian was also sad in his heart, and sighed secretly: life, life, Zimu is indeed a generation of poets, the dream pen given by heaven is beyond the reach of ordinary people!

After a long time, the ninth son sighed quietly: "Zhou Nan, your writing is really good!"

Zhou Nan said seriously: "It's Mr. Ninth, you write well, do you want it?"

The ninth son was displeased: "Zhou Nan, are you talking nonsense? Who am I to plagiarize your poems?"

Zhou Nan: "Don't refuse in a hurry, just let me continue." Ninth Young Master, in order to save you, I took out all the masterpieces at the bottom of the box.

Heaven, earth, this is the magic weapon of Mingchuan "if life is just like seeing it at first sight"!

He once thought about the scene where he would throw this big killer, and what kind of benefits he could get for himself, but he never thought it would be in such a situation.

In fact, compared to the life of a girl, what is the mere literary name that I may get in the future?

After that, he continued to read: "A journey through the mountains, a journey through the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, a thousand lamps in the night. The wind changes, the snow changes, and the dreams of the hometown are broken. There is no such thing in the hometown. Voice."

This is "Long Lovesickness", which is another masterpiece of Nalan Rongruo.

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an; Sauvignon Blanc, a long way.

Sauvignon Blanc, cold mountains and rivers, messy shadows.

Camping outside the Great Wall, in the dead of night, full of wind and snow, the mood is very different.The journey is long, and it is hard to tell, tossing and turning, lying awake.Who is the lovesicker, but it makes people feel miserable and sleepless.

Shock, it was another shock for Jiu Gongzi and Zhu Congchi.

But it's not over yet.

Before they savored it carefully, the third Nalan poem came again.

"My heart is ashamed, there is a monk who has not fully developed. The wind and rain kill life and death. I seem to have known each other but I am lonely. I can't wake up. After shaking, the clear blowing is so pleasant. The golden well leaves are falling in the dark. Fortune recommends Qingcheng."

This is a bigger surprise.

……

In this way, one after another, or poems, or words, or songs.In a blink of an eye, Nalan Xingde's best products are all out.

This was a spiritual gluttonous feast, the two of them sat there blankly as if they were drunk, their eyes were bewildered, and they were speechless for a long time.

Zhou Nan: "These are all written by you, Ninth Young Master, Brother Zhu, let's publish a book, the sooner the better."

Ninth Young Master: "I wrote it, did I write it? I can write such good poems...Zhou Nan, you can't do this!"

Zhou Nan: "Ninth Young Master, if you want to save yourself, it is the best way not to marry Yan Song's grandson. As long as your reputation grows, I guarantee that the Yan family will regret this marriage."

"What marriage, why can't I figure it out?" Zhu Congchi looked puzzled.

After being asked to understand the reason of the matter, Zhu Cong scolded: "Xu Jie is really stupid, he can even do this kind of thing, and he is not afraid of being laughed at by the world."

The ninth son said sadly: "Brother Zhu, don't scold my grandfather."

"Could it be that I scolded him wrongly, has anyone given his own granddaughter to be a concubine?" Zhu Congchi was furious, and cursed a few more words, saying: "Actually, Zimu's method is good, maybe this marriage It's really messed up like this."

Ah Jiu was puzzled: "Why can't I understand."

Zhu Congba said: "Judging from the ten or so poems written by Brother Zimu, they all describe the love between men and women, so they are naturally very wonderful. If they were written by other people, they should not let the sages of Tang and Song Dynasties be the first in this world. But, if it comes from the hands of the Ninth Young Master, the world’s reputation will be very bad for you.” At this point, he smiled wryly: “Women poets and female poets don’t have a good reputation. Doesn’t the Ninth Young Master want to be my Ming Dynasty? Li Yi'an, Xue Tao, Yan Rui and even Yu Xuanji?"

Ah Jiu was stunned.

Yes, from ancient times to the present, a woman's lack of talent is a virtue, and the word "talented woman" has never been a good word.

Li Qingzhao, a poet in the Song Dynasty, was a romantic woman in poetry and wine, and she was a married woman again, which was unclear to many literati; Yan Rui, who wrote "If you get a mountain full of flowers, don't ask where the slaves go", is directly a prostitute.As for Yu Xuanji in the Tang Dynasty, "The shadow spreads on the surface of the autumn water, and the flowers fall to catch people's heads." Although it is a famous sentence through the ages, it is synonymous with fornication.

If she uses Zhou Nan's poems to win a big name in the literary world, what will others think of her in the future?

Zhou Nan said indifferently: "What is my reputation worth? It's better than marrying a dirty thing as a concubine. Although Yan Song's family is dirty, but he is a prime minister anyway, so he has to face."

Zhu Cong applauded: "Wonderful! If these poems were written by a man, he would definitely have the reputation of being a romantic and talented man. But if it were replaced by the ninth son, others would say that the daughter of Xu's mansion lost his mind and wrote this crazy work. It's simply not abiding by women's morals, morality is degraded, it's extremely unbearable, how can the Yan family accept such a woman?"

He left a sentence of disobedience to women's morality, and the right sentence was unsightly, and he scolded Ah Jiu so much that his face was red.

Just about to have a fit, when he heard the end, he exclaimed in surprise: "I really don't need to marry into Yan's family, that's great, that's great, as long as I don't become a concubine, it doesn't matter what my reputation is, I'll do it. Zhou Nan, I have wronged you, so thank you for your kindness."

She naturally knows the weight of these poems, and also knows what the title of the poem means to a scholar.Zhou Nan is willing to give himself such a masterpiece that can be passed on to future generations, what kind of affection is this.

Zhou Nan: "If you really want to thank me, just give me money!"

Ninth Young Master: "Disgusting scenery, vulgar."

Although Zhou Nan felt a little regretful that he threw away all of Nalan Xingde's masterpieces without asking for anything in return, but after thinking about it, Nalan Rongruo was not the only master of Ming and Qing literature, and Gong Zizhen, Zha Shen Okay, Cao Xueqin, Gu Yanwu?If you want to copy, you are afraid that no one will be able to copy it, so it doesn't matter!

At this time, Zhu Congchi suddenly said: "However, I will not publish this collection of poems."

Zhou Nan asked in surprise, "Why?"

Zhu Congchen: "Didn't I say it before, now the collection of poems can't be sold at all, and it will lose money when it is released. Who will be counted then?"

Ah Jiu: "The surname is Zhu, don't you talk about loyalty?"

Zhu Cong had a bitter face: "Ninth Young Master, it costs hundreds of taels of silver to publish a book from engraving to publication, right? This kind of book is clearly going to lose money. My bookstore's business has always been bad. If it loses money, my wife will lose money." It’s hard to explain when you ask. Also, I’m the most respectful person, the world is big, and the rules are the biggest. Our affection belongs to affection, and business belongs to business. They can’t be confused.”

Thinking of how powerful his wife was, Classmate Zhu shuddered.

Zhou Nan: "It's really a useless thing that fears guilt."

Zhu Congchen: "What is fear of internal affairs? It's raising the case and respecting each other like a guest. This is respect and love for my wife, okay?"

Zhou Nan said disdainfully: "Yes, you are right. What does your family affairs have to do with us outsiders? You and I are in business, you can never lose this book, maybe you can still make money. A large sum, today I will break this truth into pieces and explain it to you."

Zhu Congchen: "Let's hear it."

Zhou Nan: "My ten or so poems... no, the poems of the ninth son are not bad, right?"

Zhu Congchen: "Every word is precious, a first-class masterpiece will definitely be handed down to future generations... If life is just like seeing it at first, oh, what a good word, good, good!" He shook his head, his face fascinated.He pursed his lips as if he was savoring the taste, wishing that Zhou Nan would give this word to himself.

"But these poems are written by a young girl who is beautiful and beautiful. The most wonderful thing is that she is also a noble daughter of the Xiangfu. Brother Zhu, you know that this is a good pair for those down-and-out people who fantasize about red sleeves and sweet nights all day long. Does scholar mean something?"

Zhou Nan finally concluded: "This is the legendary obscenity, YY."

(End of this chapter)