Lin Yi was tall and graceful, and she was very proud that women should not be inferior to men. But after hearing Zhang Zhou's words, she almost burst into tears.
How could there be such an unreasonable person like Zhang Zhou in the world?
I came in to persuade you to "return when you have lost your way." I stood there for a while without even touching my pen. Why did you say that I wrote some of the poems?
"Who thinks that the west wind is chilling alone, the rustling yellow leaves are closed through the windows, and the sun is setting in the past while thinking about the past. Don't be frightened by the wine and fall asleep heavily in the spring. The fragrance of tea is lost by gambling. At that time, I just said it was ordinary. Good words, it seems that I have this book The poetry collection will be a big seller.”
Zhang Zhou naturally would not pursue the so-called gentlemanly style.
In his opinion, the most important thing is to be able to drive away this little girl who is not even eighteen years old, so as to prevent her from nagging in his ears like Tang Seng.
It just so happened that he was still worried about whose name would be attached to the words he picked up at his fingertips.
He had just written a poem about Tao Hua An, and he wrote it in such a way that he did not care about fame and fame. Although he later said that it was a person in the story and had nothing to do with him, in the blink of an eye Nalan's poem came out again, and he understood Xin Wanyue's style. The contrast was a bit big.
When he was asked to explain to others how he felt about writing such contrasting poems, he felt a little headache.
He is not seeking fame this time. If he really wants to gain fame, would he write Yang Shen's "Linjiang Immortal"? Wouldn't it be better than this? It's better not to be like Liu Yong and Li Qingzhao, who have a plaintive voice. If you want to become famous, you have to be grand.
Lin Yi also hit the muzzle of the gun.
I was worried that I couldn't find anyone to show my name, so you came here, so it would be easier for you to show your name.
"This... this was not written by me." Although Lin Yi also felt that the artistic conception of this word was very high, she could not accept this signature for no reason.
Her mind was now filled with the grief and anger of being wronged, and she had no time to think about whether this poem was good or bad.
Zhang Zhou said: "Miss Lin, there are no outsiders here. Apart from you, there is only me. It seems that it was not written by me. I am bold and unrestrained by nature. How could I write such petty words? If it's not you, could it be Zhu Zhijie?"
Lin Yi said: "I don't know who wrote it. You have to seek truth from facts."
Zhang Zhou suddenly asked: "What's your name?"
Lin Yi was startled after hearing this.
Then she seemed to realize something.
Too.
As a daughter, how can your maiden name be known so easily?
Originally, I had said that I wanted to persuade Zhang Zhou to turn around and take him to confess his mistakes to his father. But now it seems that in order to avoid being wronged, it seems that it is more appropriate to turn around and run away.
Then she turned around and ran away without even saying hello.
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"Little girl, if I can't deal with your father, why can't I deal with you?"
Zhang Zhou came to his senses and suddenly felt a little unbearable.
I'm afraid of causing a psychological trauma to a little girl.
But who makes Lin Yi like to talk to him when everything is fine?
ask for it.
"Am I the sir, or are you the sir? I followed your father's bad example and always want to educate people. This is not a good habit." Zhang Zhou held a piece of paper with Nalan Xingde's "Huanxisha" written on it and asked about the signature. Regarding Lin Yi's name, Zhang Zhou felt that he had found a good excuse.
Zhu Feng appeared in front of him.
Zhang Zhou said: "Didn't he leave?"
Zhu Feng smiled bitterly and said: "I just said to go out first, what happened to her? This word..."
"It was written by the second lady of the Lin family, what do you think?" Zhang Zhou handed the poem to Zhu Feng.
After Zhu Feng read it, he exclaimed: "I was so drunk that I fell into a deep sleep, and the fragrance of tea was lost by gambling on books. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary. Is this... really a poem written by the second lady of the Lin family?"
Although Zhu Feng doesn't know much about poetry, even an ordinary person can feel a high level of cultivation and artistic conception from Nalan Rongruo's masterpiece after reading it.
Zhang Zhou sighed: "A generation of talented women."
Saying this, I am thinking in my heart, a generation of heroines taking the blame.
Zhu Feng said with emotion: "With your peach blossom poems, Wang Weining's poems, and Miss Lin Er's poem, it is estimated that this collection of poems will be popular, and there will be many people who will buy it and read it... Brother Zhang, I also want to add one."
"Why?" Zhang Zhou asked, "Have you written a poem?"
"No...no..."
Zhu Feng certainly did not have the strength to write poetry.
Zhang Zhou said: "I advise you to be a little self-aware. This is a business partnership with the prince. Don't say that I cheated you! The water is too deep and you, Zhu Zhijie, can't control it. Stop thinking about it as soon as possible."
"That's okay then."
Zhu Feng looked very sorry.
Even a layman like him felt that Zhang Zhou could make a lot of money by publishing a collection of poems this time.
Zhang Zhou said: "There are only a few poems in the poetry collection. Others can copy it if they want. Why do they insist on buying my poetry collection to read? Don't think about it. I can go to the northwest to fight with peace of mind. I will honor my ancestors with my military exploits. What I will get is much more than this small profit." "
"oh."
Zhu Feng looked at Zhang Zhou with aggrieved eyes.
Brother Zhang, why don’t you take me to play?
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Zhang Zhou's collection of poems was published.
Print a thousand copies at a time.
The price is 100 guan per book. This price is not affordable for ordinary people. However, in Zhang Zhou’s opinion, although it does not cost much, even if he makes all the money, it will only cost 100 guan. Compared with his current family business, , nothing.
The purpose is purely to try the cultural industry first.
As soon as the collection of poems comes out.
It brought a wave of poetry craze to the capital of the Ming Dynasty at the beginning of the year. It was also due to the "Peach Blossom Temple Song" written by Zhang Zhou that it began to spread. Coupled with the power of Nalan Ci, in less than ten days, the poem collection His poems have spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital.
With one thousand copies, Zhang Zhou originally thought there would be no problem selling it for two months.
As a result, it was sold out in four or five days, and many people copied the poems. But he continued to print when he should, but after printing another thousand copies... he found that he couldn't sell it anymore.
The person who had the greatest impact from this incident was not Zhang Zhou. Zhang Zhou earned a total of more than one hundred taels of silver.
The one who had the greatest influence was Lin Yi, the author of the signed song "Huanxisha".
Lin Yi was sitting at home, and his name came from heaven.
In particular, Zhang Zhou also listed above that the author of this poem was Lin Yi, the second daughter of Lin Han's family. There was an endless stream of people asking who Lin Yi belonged to and who was not yet married to him.
Lin Yi was so frightened that she never dared to go out again, let alone go to Zhang Zhou for advice.
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As soon as Lin Ting came back from abroad that day, he was surrounded by people. A group of supervisors surrounded him asking questions.
Lin Han came out to talk to his son. Seeing this scene, he pointed in the direction of his son and asked Liu Shun, "What's going on?"
"this……"
The Ming Dynasty was no longer the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, and it seemed that no famous talented woman had appeared for a long time. It happened to be the time when the imperial examination was about to take place, so the trend of comparison among scholars was prevalent in the capital.
Lin Yi's sudden rise in fame is also related to the fact that Lin Yi is Lin Han's daughter.
The second daughter of Lin Laoji's restaurant wrote a poem that became famous all over the capital. This thing is too gimmick.
Liu Shun knew it, but couldn't say it.
Lin Han then asked Liu Shun to call his son to the teaching building of the Imperial College.
"What happened?" Lin Han looked unhappy.
Because he had just met people from the Hanlin Academy, the Imperial College drafted articles to prepare for the selection of eunuchs. Although Lin Han had thrown away Zhang Zhou's examination papers, he was still selected by the Hanlin Academy.
This time there was no one to give any advice. It was just a few Hanlin officials who felt that Zhang Zhou’s article was well written.
Although it hasn't been finalized yet, it means that Zhang Zhou has been shortlisted for the finals. Thinking of the bet he made with Zhang Zhou, he felt angry with hesitation.
He had made up his mind to really let Zhang Zhou know what "humanity and sophistication" meant. To put it bluntly, he meant to put pressure on Zhang Zhou to write down his test paper.
Lin Ting said: "It seems that my sister... wrote a poem."
Lin Han frowned when he heard this.
Among his daughters, only Lin Yi followed him in the capital. The other daughters either married out of town or were young and did not come to their ancestral home.
This clearly shows that it is Lin Yi.
Lin Ting seemed very happy and said: "Father, I don't know exactly what happened, but I have read the poem "Huanxisha", and the reviews from outside are very good, and they compare my sister to talented women such as Li Qingzhao. For comparison, when I came back today, some people asked my sister if she was married, and there were children from aristocratic families in the capital asking for marriage..."
My son thinks this is very honorable.
But when the father of the Imperial Academy of the Ming Dynasty offered wine, he was filled with anger after hearing these words.
"Bastard!" Lin Han immediately scolded, "My daughter doesn't stay at the door, she just goes out to cause trouble. What kind of poems can she write to attract bees and butterflies? Is this the daughter I, Lin, trained? Are they from my Lin family?"
Lin Ting was also shocked by his father's reaction.
His younger sister became a talented woman. Although this incident also made him unbelievable, fame cannot be faked.
My father has always been most worried about his sister's marriage. He feels that since his sister is a concubine, others may not be willing to marry him, and he is still anxious about this.
Now that he has a reputation for talent, even the children of aristocratic families are offering him olive branches, but his father actually thinks this is insulting to the family tradition?
"Send her back to Fujian. She is not allowed to go anywhere again until she gets married!"
Lin Han made up his mind.
He wanted to send his daughter back to his hometown to avoid embarrassing the Lin family again.
Lin Ting said: "Father, my sister has been in the capital for more than two years. When I go back like this, and you are not around, this marriage... won't it take a long time?"
Originally, Lin Han brought his daughter here because he thought that the marriage in his daughter's family could not be delayed, especially since many things required the parents to order a matchmaker. In addition, since he was an official in the capital, he would be able to find a wealthy family if they got married... Who would have thought that after two years? The matter has not been finalized yet, and it has caused the daughter to think that she is a talented girl.
"My father has to send her away! Go and tell her to leave before the year!"
Lin Han was already in a bad mood.
"History of the Ming Dynasty" records him: "Han Su was strong and square, and he was not in harmony with the garrison officials. His ministers paid tribute to the land, but Han suppressed them and handed them over to Liu Jin..."
It means that he has a hot temper and never gives face to others.
It shows that he sticks to a rut and doesn't know how to turn.
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Although Lin Ting felt that his father's reaction was a bit excessive.
But after all, it was his father who had the final say in the family, so he had no choice but to go to Lin Yi to inform him about the matter.
Lin Yi was originally troubled by her unwarranted fame. When her brother said that she would be sent back to Fujian by her father and her marriage would be delayed, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Sister, how on earth did you... write that poem? Why did it get to outsiders?"
Lin Ting still hasn't figured it out yet.
My sister is not someone who likes fame, so why did she suddenly become a talented woman in the Ming Dynasty?
Lin Yi kept sobbing and said: "Brother, that poem... I really didn't write it... I went to Zhang Gongsheng that day to persuade him to apologize to his father and admit his mistake... He picked up a poem from the table... It must have been... I wrote it...I don’t know what happened.”
"Written by Zhang Bingkuan?"
When Lin Ting heard this, he realized that Zhang Bingkuan had been at odds with his father, but now he was bullying his sister! It is unbearable!
Just when he was about to have an attack, he went to Zhang Zhou to settle the score.
After thinking about it for a moment, something was wrong.
Zhang Bingkuan didn't say that his sister wrote the lyrics. Could it be that Zhang Bingkuan didn't even have the slightest appreciation for poetry and didn't know how exquisite this poem was, so he just named it under his sister's name...
Is he helping people or harming them?
(End of chapter)
