Some people will play role models.

Zheng Lang's miraculous performance in the poetry club shocked the four villages and eight miles. If it were just a group of children, there were also young heroes in their early twenties who participated in the poetry club, all of whom were embarrassed to retreat, so the more they spread, they became more and more evil.

Hu Jinniu's speech was confused and spread quickly. He believed that Zheng Lang often came to this channel to wash his feet and sing while "clearing his head".

The reason was not explained. So, I thought that the canal water had aura, so in just over a year, a prodigal son turned into a prodigy. Well, this time it was explained. But it also caused a sensation. The parents didn't want their children to become successful? They brought their sons to the canal to wash their feet and sing. It was not a problem whether the hat and feet were cleaned, but they had to clean their minds.

The reason is ridiculous.

Liu Zhizhou didn't know either. When he saw it, he was amazing.

People in the Song Dynasty liked to sing, and they could not tell anyone who sold pork, who held a big knife in one hand and sang Yan Shu's gentle lyrics.

But so many people are singing "Fisherman" and cleaning their souls...

When I read the history of the Tang Dynasty, I always said that the five families and seven names were noble in China, and they all looked down on the royal family and did not understand it. This time I believed it, this is the cultural heritage of the Zheng family in Xingyang.

He said to the yamen runners around him: "The ancients said that Mencius moved three times, and there was no such scene as Zhengjiazhuang. How could he be as outstanding as the Zhengjiazi?"

The yamen runner didn't know what he was thinking, nor did he mean anything. What about the people in this village? But Zhizhou insisted on saying this, so he had to bend down and said, "Yes, yes."

With mixed feelings, I came to the Zheng family.

Several women from the Zheng family were surprised to boil water and make tea, but were stopped by Liu Zhizhou. They could not underestimate them, and they were not sure that this son would be far above him in the future. They said, "Where is Xiaolang?"

"He reads and writes in the room, and has been like this for more than a year."

"I heard about it too. Can you take me to take a look?" I heard Weihu, and saw Weishi. When I saw Weishi, I saw what he was doing in the room, and I knew where the talent came from. When I walked into the room, I saw two bookshelfs, and there were many books with bookmarks on them, which proved that I had read them frequently. I nodded with satisfaction.

Then he looked at Zheng Lang, writing, walked over to read, and was writing Sima Xiangru's "Yu Bashu Edict".

Hundreds of people were washing their feet on the canal, but it may not be possible if anyone cleanses their souls. However, this trip, the natural fun, the freshness of spring, and the unrestrained parade, made Zheng Lang cleanse his soul.

When I came back, I still read the writing. But I focused on the parallel prose style.

There were various reasons for parallel prose in ancient times. The most important thing was that the spoken language was simple at that time. From scholars and officials to ordinary people, they spoke in concise language. In addition, they found that parallel prose seemed to be catchy, so some excellent parallel prose appeared. With the progress of human beings, the spoken language became more and more difficult for people to write parallel prose. For such a long parallel prose, each sentence had to be paired with rhymes, and then required that each sentence be meaningful. How could it be possible?

Take a look at how many parallel prose are included in "Gu Wen Guanzhi" and Jin Shengtan's "The Must Read Book for Talented Men in the World"? Many literati wrote parallel prose during the Song Dynasty, but none of them were included in the two books. It is precisely because the spoken language of the Song Dynasty was very close to that of Mandarin later, and no matter how good the talent was, it was not suitable for this style of calligraphy, so it was difficult to write parallel prose well.

But its current status is very important.

Before the Song Dynasty launched a series of further reforms to the imperial examination, the Jinshi examed one poem, one poem, one poem, five strategies, ten posts of the Analects of Confucius, and ten meanings of the meaning of the "Spring and Autumn Annals" or "The Book of Rites". Although officials controversially put the arguments before poetry, most poems and essays have higher status than the arguments.

Needless to say, poetry should be rhyme-to-parallel. Fu, that is, parallel prose style.

Even old-fashioned examiners have to make decisions in a strict manner.

The so-called four-six-part style is a seemingly new parallel prose style in the Song Dynasty, which is to describe parallel prose in plain form. It rarely uses allusions. It uses ancient prose methods, and the momentum should be smooth and the strokes should be simple and simple. It is divided into six lines. "One is to disperse momentum, which is seen in parallel sentences." "The second is to use empty words to carry out qi." "The third is to use allusions to keep the momentum." "The fourth is to use idioms to carry out qi." "The fifth is to use long couplets." "The sixth is to use arguments to make qi."

Whether it is study in previous lives or the information stored in the hard drive, parallel prose is one's own weakness.

This has also become the focus of Zheng Lang's study.

The four and six parallel prose, the parallel prose of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, could not be used as role models, so they had to learn parallel prose of the Western Han Dynasty, especially some of Sima Xiangru's articles.

After cleaning up the heart, the characters seemed to have made new progress at this moment. They have a character and are always selfless and have no one. They are immersed in the words and articles, but they do not even notice the arrival of Liu Zhizhou.

The aunt was about to shout, but Liu Jing shook his hand and stopped him. He stood by and watched.

I faintly found that I had not seen each other for a few days, and the little guy's words were breaking through again. The lines were full of a sense of ease, a natural vitality, and a pleasant fun. If someone could write such words out of Wang Xizhi's charm, put the two together and let Sier compare them, Sier would worry about the owner's face and say, it's almost the same.

Look at how charming they look.

But it is different in Liu Zhizhou's eyes.

Standing by the side, I was fascinated by watching it, and a strange scene appeared in the room. The person who wrote it was unaware of it, and the person who saw it was unaware of it. It was quiet, and only the subtle breathing of a few people was heard.

The last line of words was written: I have seen the nearby county in person, but I am afraid that the people in the valleys, mountains and lakes far away will not be heard everywhere. The letter arrived and went down to the county road to express your majesty's meaning, but do not ignore it.

He slowly put down his pen and said, "So this letter is done gently."

He sighed in his heart. Even Sima Xiangru's fu articles were not entirely parallel prose. In order to express his meaning, he used prose culture in many places, which led to beautiful articles. His talent and his era were like this, let alone the Song people.

"That's right, this article is one of the most famous articles in Sima Changqing."

Zheng Lang turned his head and bowed: "I have met the governor."

He is very polite, but he does not flatter and flatter, and has a frank attitude. But how can he be said to him? Even the old lady in the big inner room may not be as flattering as Zheng Lang when he sees her.

Liu Zhizhou was even more happy and said, "Can you give this word to me?"

"How dare you not follow the magistrate's appreciation? I am afraid that it will be defiled by the magistrate's wise eyes." He continued to speak slowly in a tone of neither arrogant nor humbleness, a kind of grace, a kind of calmness, like a divine horse, or a floating cloud, and it flashed from Zheng Lang's round face.

He looked less than Young Master Cen, but this kind of overlying cloud made Liu Zhizhou feel overjoyed. He held Zheng Lang's hand and said, "Little Lang is too humble, Xiao Lang is too humble."

Most of the women and Sier could not see this action. Only Liu Niang and Qi Niang who had heard and seen many things in brothels, and Chen Siniang were shocked in his eyes. It was not as simple as holding hands. This is called supporting.

It also depends on how Zheng Lang does it.

Liu Zhizhou is also watching.

Zheng Lang looked at his skinny big hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Boy will definitely live up to the love of the magistrate."

Not only did he accept it, but his attitude was extremely open.

"Hahaha," Liu Zhizhou laughed, his laughter almost penetrated the house, and said happily: "Xiaolang, I have a strange year in Zhengzhou. Seeing Xiaolang is the happiest thing for me."
Chapter completed!