Xu Zhimo, one of the leaders of the Crescent Poetry School and a participant in the New Culture Movement, a song “Farewell to Kangqiao” haunts the souls of many modern women.

However, Ye Yun is very unimpressed with this person, not to mention his talent, the single product is disgusting.

The first wife, Zhang Youyi, is an arranged marriage of the family, not what he wants, there is no emotion between the husband and wife, and it is understandable that Xu Zhimo wants to divorce him.

But when there was no divorce, Xu Zhimo began to pursue Lin Huiyin, but at that time, Lin Huiyin had already promised Liang Sicheng, it can be said that the two cheated at the same time, both juniors.

However, he was not ashamed, and did not care about Liang Sicheng’s opinion, he was simply a Sven scum.

Maybe God didn’t like him, and the last two were not together.

Then everyone knows that Xu Zhimo married the talented daughter Lu Xiaoman, but unfortunately, this Lu Xiaoman was infected with drug addiction, and the life that was envied by others was just a pain under the cover of superfluous prosperity.

Xu Zhimo’s old son could no longer stand it, and threw Lu Xiaoman and Xu Zhimo out of the house, and now the old Xu Ke was forced hard, did not understand any way to make money, did not have the slightest deposit, could only be displaced and swallowed the consequences of his wrong decision.

Yunzhong Crane knows, it is said that it was written according to the prototype of Lao Xu.

Maybe Xu Zhimo is really angry and can’t get used to Ye Yun’s words, or maybe he is not afraid of power and wants to be a strong order.

It’s a pity that Xu Zhimo is not Dong Xuan, and Ye Yun is not Emperor Guangwu, seeing Xu Zhimo jumping out, he snorted coldly: “I have no achievements in literature, so what, is it the proof of talent to write an article and be worshiped by the world?” ”

“This…” Xu Zhimo was so choked by Ye Yun’s words that he didn’t know how to say it, and his thinking logic felt disrupted.

This TM is not right, he has the heart to refute it, but I don’t know where to start, which of those here does not write their thoughts into articles, so that the world knows, are they all people who sell their reputation?

But if you don’t refute it, your arrogance will be suppressed by Ye Yun, and a person who has never published an article actually dares to shamelessly say that he has no achievements in literature.

For a moment, Xu Zhimo’s heart fell into a dilemma.

Which of the people present is not a human spirit, Ye Yun’s words came out, they knew that they could not speak, and if they said it, they would not be people inside and out, just watching quietly, Xu Zhimo, who was standing alone, became a leading bird, embarrassed.

Ye Yun was happy in his heart and sighed, Brother Shima, anyway, you will report to Xitian next year, it will not be difficult for me to do it for you, or enjoy the rest of the time.

“I understand Mr. Xu’s words, they are all learned people, just want to test Ye’s ability, of course, you are all learners, Ye’s words just now are indeed Meng Lang, Mr. Xu forgive me.”

Ye Yun gave a step, and Xu Ying descended, hiding in the crowd.

“Today, President Cai invited me to sit and exchange knowledge, since I came, I still have some confidence, if you have anything you want to advise, please come.”

Wen Dou Wubi, the rules of the rivers and lakes, come to pick the field, naturally someone is willing to take it.

At this time, a young sect was about to drink Ye Yun to ask for advice, and suddenly a middle-aged man in front stood up and stopped him.

The middle-aged man with short thick hair, a beard, a pipe in his mouth, and a green cloth horse coat was Mr. Lu Xun.

“Since Minister Ye is willing to discuss, then I just have a question to ask for advice.” Slightly courteous, the heroic temperament is fully displayed.

“Don’t dare, sir, please speak.”

Mr. Lu Xun, a legendary figure living in history, now appears alive in front of him.

Many of his works appeared in Chinese textbooks, such as “Young Leap Earth”, “Mr. Fujino”, “Blessing”, etc., when Ye Yun was studying, he gritted his teeth in the exercise book and thought about the tragic fate of Xianglin’s sister-in-law.

He has done a lot of harm to students.

“Minister Ye is a high-ranking government official, presumably has a unique view on the development of the world, I want to ask, do you think the old culture should be abandoned?”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and no one expected that Lu Xun, who usually did not show mountain dew, actually asked such a sharp question.

Most of these people here are advocates of the new cultural movement, but some still believe that traditional literature should dominate.

A few years ago, although the New Culture Movement prevailed, the debate became more intense, and now Lu Xun asked this question, one is to test Ye Yun’s meaning, and the other is to test the government’s tone through Ye Yun and clarify the government’s attitude.

Ye Yun muttered slightly, in fact, this was quite a problem.

Historically, the culture of the new era has basically replaced the status of the old tradition, but it has caused many social problems:

The old man fell on the road but no one went to pick it up, but the person who helped it up was blackmailed, if it had been in the past, would this kind of thing happen, of course not, people at that time did not have such a dark psychology.

But the new culture does have its advantages, which are determined by the development of society.

Seeing Ye Yun silent, Mr. Lu Xun shook his head slightly, it seems that the government does not have a clear meaning.

“Take the essence, remove the bad, be inclusive, go hand in hand.”

Hearing these sixteen words, not only Lu Xun froze, but everyone present was savoring it carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he said it well, and he couldn’t help but laugh.

“The problem that I waited for endless debate was solved by Minister Ye’s few words, and I was treated as a teacher.” Hu Shi stood up and bent down respectfully.

“I’ve seen Master Ye.”

Everyone saluted in unison, but Ye Yun was a little overwhelmed, this was pretending.

Ye Yun’s words completely integrated himself into the circle of this group of people, and began to talk about literary history in a friendly manner.

“I once heard Mr. Mao sing Ye Shi’s “Qinyuan Spring Changsha”, the whole word is surging, majestic and magnificent, making people feel proud, it is really a rare masterpiece.” Cai Yuanpei highly respected Ye Yun’s poem.

“Indeed, I have also been fortunate enough to read it, but I can’t wait to write it.” Liu Bannong looked at Ye Yun expectantly, “I wonder if Ye Shi has any other masterpieces?” ”

Ye Yun thought in his heart that he couldn’t hide it today, and he had to take out some dry goods to calm these people.

“I have a sister piece of Qinyuan Spring Changsha here, called “Qinyuan Spring Snow”, I hope you will savor it.” _

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