Chen Yue's literary style is very dark, especially the recent plot of "Lian Er Chun", which is exactly when Ximen officials came to power. The interest network in the bureaucracy and the methods of confusing right and wrong are described in detail in "Lian Er Chun". Some literati who devoted themselves to reading felt that they had gotten to know the officialdom in advance after seeing "Lian Er Chun".
"Lian'er Chun" also taught them the principles of life and taught them the ways of the world.
It was on this basis that Chen Yue's literary style became darker and darker. At this time, in front of Song Weiguang, it was slightly revealed, like a black cloud.
"Your literary style is really dark."
Song Weiguang looked at Chen Yue and said: "In the whole world, you are the only one who can cover people's ears and eyes with literary spirit... That day in Zhengyang Mansion, when I saw the black clouds rising into the sky, I kept making calculations, and... I thought it was some kind of demon, but it wasn’t until later that I realized it was the function of "Lian Er Chun"."
When Chen Yue was dealing with Diao Chunbao, although Song Weiguang was not present, he was always making calculations.
Chen Yue is full of black literary aura now, and he wrote about Lian Erchun.
At the beginning, Song Weiguang's calculations did not include Chen Yue at all. In the information afterwards, Song Weiguang actually knew that the Living Buddha had blessed the Donglin Party members.
Chen Yue, Zhao Xiu, Ma Quan, Ji Boying, and Yu Shizhe all benefited from it.
"Aren't you afraid that you can't control it?"
Song Weiguang asked, intending to test whether it was the Supreme Living Buddha who allowed Chen Yue to control such a literary spirit.
"I have ancient snow."
Chen Yue spoke concisely and concisely, expressing his confidence that this Taikoo Snow was Song Weiguang's prize at the Golden Flower Festival.
Song Weiguang understood that people like Chen Yue, who had no scientific examination and cultivated literary skills through speaking, would naturally be affected when refining literary energy. Chen Yue also had "Taikou Snow" before he took the risk. Of course, this The influence of living Buddhas cannot be excluded.
The Most Excellent Living Buddha is the best person in the world, and every move has profound meanings that others cannot fathom.
"You and Ma Quan are good friends. You can communicate more with Ma Quan about spiritual matters."
Song Weiguang told Chen Yue: "If you encounter a threshold that you cannot cross, you can come to me through Ma Quan... You may have a literary path beyond the imperial examination."
The traditional path is to take the imperial examination. Through the imperial examinations one after another, one can gain a high reputation.
In comparison, Chen Yue is a wild man, but with the Supreme Living Buddha behind Chen Yue, this wild man's path may be possible.
Song Weiguang had high hopes for Chen Yue. Because he was the best living Buddha, Song Weiguang did not dare to influence Chen Yue excessively. He could only help Chen Yue within a natural range, which could be regarded as investing in Chen Yue's future.
"Thank you."
Chen Yue thanked him. He really felt Song Weiguang's caring heart.
"I also know something about you."
Song Weiguang said slightly vaguely: "In my opinion, it is a blessing that you cannot participate in the imperial examination. It is precisely because of this that you do not have so much ingenuity in you, because if you do not participate in the imperial examination to compete for fame, the article will be unreal." pure."
How much do you know about me?
Chen Yue was curious. Just because he couldn't take the imperial examination, Song Weiguang obviously knew that Chen Yue was Chen Bo's son.
"What poems have you prepared this time?"
Song Weiguang turned the topic back to poetry.
The current manor belonged to an official family, and Zhao Xiu had greeted Chen Yue early. In Song Weiguang's opinion, Chen Yue must have prepared a poem.
This is one of the reasons why the young talents here are unhappy with Chen Yue... Chen Yue is the first to know the test questions and has more time to prepare than them, which makes them feel unfair.
"Does this require preparation?"
Chen Yue asked in surprise: "Isn't poetry written based on the situation?"
Song Weiguang took a breath... How can there be so many geniuses in this world? Behind the blockbuster success of all poems is a long period of preparation, and now he heard from Chen Yue that the poem was actually written on the spot?
Instead of polishing the words for a long time, just write poetry?
"Are you really not prepared?"
Song Weiguang looked at Chen Yue seriously.
"That's how I always write."
Chen Yue said calmly, as for preparation, the great poets of all dynasties have already prepared for Chen Yue.
Maybe, this is genius.
Song Weiguang sighed quietly, feeling old, and said: "Then you write poems well, and I will introduce you to Jing Xianhua afterwards."
Jing Xianhua is also a master of painting in Taiyuan. In terms of painting, it is admitted that he is a little worse than Meng Zangyi, but in terms of popularity, Jing Xianhua far surpasses Meng Zangyi.
After Chen Yue knew this, he almost subconsciously labeled him "a person engaged in the rice business".
After bidding farewell to Song Weiguang, Chen Yue walked towards the seat where he came from. He saw three officials occupying the place where he was originally sitting.
Seeing this, Chen Yue subconsciously looked away, trying to find another place to sit.
"Chen Yue!"
An official shouted: "We are here specially for you!"
Chen Yue paused and looked at the three officials, but looking at the clothes, they all seemed to be quite expensive, but the one who stood out the most was the official in the middle, who looked like a noble prince. He wore a jade plate finger on his hand, which was very conspicuous.
When he saw the jade plate finger, Chen Yue was still slightly stunned and felt a familiar aura.
"Please say."
Chen Yue looked at the three of them, sat down and said.
After these three people stopped him, they didn't move their buttocks. Of course Chen Yue would not stand aside, otherwise it would look like he was being lectured.
"I heard that you have the Kunwu Green Bamboo Picture?"
The noble-looking man turned his finger and asked.
Chen Yue hummed and agreed.
"Have you ever been to Kunwu Mountain?"
The noble prince looked at Chen Yue and said to himself: "The mountain wind over there is blowing, the spiritual energy is foggy, and there are tracts of bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain. Your Kunwu Green Bamboo is the least conspicuous one among them, and it reaches the top of the mountain. , there is a sky waterfall there, mixed with spiritual energy and impacting down, it is truly a wonder in the world!"
The noble prince stared at Chen Yue and said, "My vision is the "Kunwu Heavenly Waterfall" made by Meng Zangyi."
In the words of this noble young master, it seemed as if a waterfall was roaring down, which was extremely stressful.
"I heard that last time you were eloquent and gained a reputation. This time you got inside information in advance and polished the poem draft early."
At this time, the noble master just talked about the reason for looking for Chen Yue and said: "Make a price, I want your poem manuscript."
Press one end first and then buy?
Isn’t this a forced purchase?
Chen Yue looked at your noble son, smiled calmly, and asked: "There are thousands of green bamboos in Kunwu, but only one is left in Mengzang. Do you know the reason?"
Your Excellency is just a little curious.
"Because my Kunwu green bamboo is thin, strong and aloof, its branches are tall and tall, and it is as heroic as a gentleman. Its branches are proud of the snow, and I will not be forced to surrender."
Chen Yue said calmly: "At the same time, I can't help but ask, what is the spiritual connotation of the obscene Kunwu Waterfall?"
