The good news conference turned out to be a discussion conference for them to write new manuscripts.
The talented people secretly slandered two sentences, but after the new manuscript came up, looking at the lonely and desolate cover, looking at the eight murderous characters, their nerves immediately tightened, and all the complaints were thrown away. Beyond Nine Heavens—
This is Jin Yiwei!
This is the real Jinyiwei!
It's not the "Junior Jinyiwei" that was written for the two uncles to play with, but the real Jinyiwei comics that have arisen since they were young, even when some of them were still boys!
Even if the man in the painting was too young to see his facial features, they still recognized at a glance that he was Zeng Ping, who broke the headless case, made a false accusation, and led the ten-year-old in "The Wind Rising of the Jinyiwei" and "The Rising of the Jinyiwei". Xie Zhenfu of the 4,000 households and the Japanese!
This time they are going to write about the real Xie Zhenfu and the fourteen thousand households, and possibly Wang Yaoniang and her husband Fengyun!
Although they go in and out of the Cui family on a daily basis, they have seen many prototypes of Xie Zhenfu next door, and Jin Yiwei knows Xie Ying, but that Xie Tongzhi hasn't beaten Japanese pirates after all. It’s like Cui Xueshi—they look at the intelligent, gentle, kind and considerate Cui Hanlin when they read the comics, how can they think that he is such a talented person, that he will force them to study and improve their health, so that they can improve their physique? What about Mr. Stern, the people who write books
Several talented people were so excited that their breath was a little short, and they hurriedly asked someone to take a towel to wipe their hands, wipe it clean, and then took the outline and looked over it.
The new story is to sweep the prairie pirates.
First, the Japanese, and finally the prisoners. How good would it be if the imperial court were willing to pacify the prisoners
Everyone sighed in their hearts and looked down at the book. The story style of this Pinglu is in the same vein as that of the previous Jinyiwei. The text is beautiful and tactful, and the interspersed poems are quite moving, but the story he describes is not as elegant as the writing, but stretched like a bowstring, with blood everywhere.
This story begins with the 14,000 Hirawa. It tells that after the king of Japan was rescued from the hands of the shogunate rebels by the soldiers and horses of the Celestial Dynasty, he bowed his head and declared himself a minister, wishing to always serve Tang as the master. The neighboring countries all embraced the mighty virtue of China, and ordered the messengers to congratulate the emperor of the Tang Dynasty on the treasure. When the envoys from the countries in the Western Regions came to Beijing with gifts, they were intercepted by the little prince of the barbarians, so all the envoys went to Beijing to ask the emperor to be the master. Jinyiwei Town Fu Xie Ying was ordered to recover the national treasure, so he took fourteen thousand light cavalry out of the fortress and went deep into the desert to find the barbarian royal court.
In the book, the brutality of the barbarians is so straightforward that their hair stands on end, while the description of the grasslands and deserts is as if in front of you. Occasionally, there are detailed and vivid pictures, such as desert cold nights, swords and swords, thousands of miles of water plants, and snow-covered carved bows...
The previous page is still the jubilant bonfire banquet in front of the grassland king’s tent, and the next page is the Han people who were bound and driven away like cattle and sheep in the grassland.
The Jinyi guards gradually dispersed in the pursuit, and then tried their best to find their companions. They handed over the map they desperately found and the location of the desert royal court to Xie Zhenfu. After chasing and killing him, he could not return to his hometown. He could only stand against the setting sun and watch his back as he disappeared toward the Central Plains...
Zhu Zhishan's tears fell, blurring his glasses, and impulsive teenagers like Bian Gong and Li Zhaoxian almost ran to the Xie Mansion next to him to take a look.
Fortunately, Xie Zhenfu finally brought the entire map back to the capital. The emperor was furious, and sent troops from Nine Towns to attack the desert and flatten the barbarian royal court. After the army stepped out of the border, the fourteen thousand households who were left in the grasslands due to injuries also rejoined the army. They took heavy command of the guards in brocade clothing, and marched into battle as neatly and majestically as at the end of the previous episode, killing the barbarian king. before the account.
Seeing this ending, everyone let out a sigh of relief and thought at ease about how to write it.
Only Wang Shouren knew that he was here to hold a meeting and eat something, and it was impossible to be an author, so he didn't want to write a manuscript, he just sighed: "I knew that I had to go north for a while when I left Shanhaiguan. To see where there are water plants, and where to go, draw a map when you look back.”
Li Zhaoxian's focus is also different from others. First, he praised his writing - like his father. Clear, delicate, and eloquently written, it has won the essence of Chaling style.
Wang Shouren couldn't bear to listen any more. This article does not capture the essence of Chaling, it must be written by Chaling himself.
He shook his head and sighed for Li Zhaoxian's innocence, but he also had another thought in his heart - now the side newspapers are all good news, and the court has obtained a sweet potato that can live for thousands of people, and Li Ge is here again. When the story of this flat Japan was not finished, the manuscript of "Stop the Wind and Cloud" was written by hand. Could it be that the imperial court...
Interested in recap
He clenched the picture book in his hand, his chest jumped very fast, but he didn't dare to say this guess.
The Hetao has thousands of miles of fertile soil and abundant water and grass. It is a good place to raise horses. Isn't it cavalry that they are sent to the Central Plains by the Tartars and Oaras who were left behind from the former Yuan Dynasty? If there are good breeds of war horses, if the frontier can be pushed back to the north of Duoyan Sanwei, how could the Yuan people invade the capital so easily!
How could he have a way to participate in this battle!
Wang Shouren was so excited that he wanted to take the martial arts exam again, lead the troops out of the customs, and wanted to simply quit the Hanlin Academy and let him go out to be a Censor of Yansui... After thinking about it, he couldn't care about this article that had nothing to do with him. I will.
He was immersed in strategic speculation, and only occasionally took two bites of the crystal sweet potato rolls. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly called Li Mengyang next to him and asked him who he planned to write about.
The fourteen thousand households still have their own lurking and exploring stories. The seven talented people present each lead two people, and then Cui Xie himself wrote the line of Xie Zhenfu, which happened to be clearly and neatly divided. Wang Shouren shook his head and said in a low voice, "Bo Zheng and I are not book writers, and neither does Brother He Zhong. It is estimated that each of the five of you will be divided into three. Xie Zhenfu's role in the role is heavier, who decides. Let him write one less person."
Li Mengyang was stunned, thinking that he and Tang Zhubian and Wang were usually the ones who wrote the manuscript. Wang Shouren just asked people to write the manuscript. Although Li Zhaoxian asked several times after they published the book, he never joined the manuscript writing team. Cui Xie wants to compile the agricultural classic again, and now he is staring at the cultivation of sweet potatoes, and I am afraid that he will not have time to write this.
Well, a few of them are enough to write this story.
Li Mengyang left him and discussed with a few others: "The story of the expedition to the desert is desolate and desolate, and the relaxing style of the Peaceful Japanese series first has An Qianhu's women's clothes, and Wang Qianhu's beautiful night run is very different. Our article It should also be written in a more serious manner. I should follow the example of Qin and Han Dynasties, focusing on simplicity and solemnity, and not blindly imitating the style of Chaling.”
His poems and articles are magnificent, vigorous and vigorous, and he has a very high reputation among the followers of Chalingzuo. As soon as these words came out, Bian and Wang reconciled, and Zhu Zhishan also wanted to move, but Tang Yin and Li Zhaoxian each relied on genius. I only want to write my own style of writing, and I don't want to change it according to someone else's style.
But although the first two stories of Jinyiwei also have many authors, it seems that the styles from painting to writing are still the same. If they are romantic on the first page of this new chapter, and simple and thick on the next page, readers will blame them for being bad. Jinyiwei's reputation!
I couldn't get a result after two attempts, so I had to call Cui Xie Jue Li.
Cui Xie is naturally reasonable, and he is talking about Li Dongyang's reasoning.
There are fifteen main characters in this Jinyiweili, and fifteen lines are written by five people. Zhu Zhishan is the chief writer of Xie Ying's story, and the rest is followed by lottery. Li Zhaoxian does not write specific stories, but is only responsible for polishing and unifying the style—the text of this outline shall prevail, and he has the right to revise if the style is too far away. Wang Shouren supervised, reviewed the content and style, and finally finalized it by him.
Everyone was stunned by the decision, Wang Shouren couldn't help but get up and asked, "Why would you use me and Bo Zheng, could it be—" Could it be because their father didn't write it
Cui Xie said with a smile: "Of course it's because you two have loved Jin Yiwei since you were young, and you are most familiar with the style of the previous author. People love to read Jin Yiwei's comics because the stories of the first two are good and the text is clear and easy to understand, so the third, The fourth volume... No matter how many volumes will be printed in the future, no matter whether it is pictures or texts, there must be no changes in the slightest."
He looked at the five authors again, and said solemnly: "You have to write your own style, a hundred flowers bloom, a hundred schools of thought contend, you can write the "Daily Agricultural Classic" series, each one has a story, and the people can like to read whoever wrote it. Pick whoever buys it. But Jinyiwei is different. It is a story that has been published for several years and has been deeply rooted in people's hearts from pictures to words. I wrote this not to show you your talents, but to make book buyers happy. to write it."
Literature and art are meant to serve the people, not just a handful of artists admiring themselves!
When Cui Xie used to force them to study and take exams, he was always soft-spoken, like a spring breeze. He had never been so serious before, and the few people who were coaxed and held by him to become authors were a little confused.
Only Wang Shouren and Li Zhaoxian knew that he was a strong man who could carry the cauldron.
Anyway, no matter what they do, the small bodies of those scholars can't handle it.
The two virtuous brothers immediately got up and tried to persuade him. Cui Xie was not really angry, but he was afraid that the new writers would be stubborn and would write his comic strips into the style of Han and Wei. He pulled Wang and Li to sit down and asked the five what their opinions were—
It's okay to say it now, or to pick one up, he doesn't blame him. But as long as they accepted the manuscript, they had to write according to the first two parts; if they changed the style of writing at will, then he would change the person at the big deal, and let Li Zhaoxian take over Naifu's career directly.
Li Mengyang was reluctant to let go, and felt that the previous style of writing did not fit the content of this story, and his own style was better. After hesitating for a while, he still defended to Cui Xie: "The story of "Stop the Wind and Clouds" is very different from the previous work, so why insist on the same style of writing? As long as it is well written, readers will still like it. Dare to say that Luoyang paper is expensive, it can be considered a sing for a while, why not…”
Just not.
Editor-in-chief Cui is very firm.
From elementary school to university, he has never recited a poem by Li Mengyang or an article of his. How popular is his retro style? The ones that are really popular have to be recited by the students!
It's not as good as Tang Bohu, a song from Taohua Temple can be recited by most of China.
He took a peek at Tang Bohu, put down the manuscript, stood up and said, "In the past, when Bai Letian wrote poems, we must make sure that the illiterate grandmother can understand. To read it, it should be shallow, beautiful, and catchy. If I can't write such an article, then I will have to write it for someone else."
Li Mengyang said: "Master Cui is going to kick me out?"
Cui Xie asked him sadly: "When did I say that? I just told you to write in the same style as before, so Kong Tong can't change the style a little bit? I must have never cared about you, only this book..."
He saw that Li Mengyang and Wang Jiusi had disapproving expressions in their eyes, so he could only sigh: "If you think I'm embarrassing you, the retro articles are better than the shallow ones, so that's fine! Go back today and try to write the opening chapter of a book each. Come on, Zhaoxian, you will also write a copy, I will arrange the pictures for you, and then we will hold a draft selection meeting and ask the officials and commoners in Beijing to vote for the best draft, is this fair?"
fair. Tang Bohu got up and said, "Bohu has no objection, I wish brother and I would like to try it."
Naturally, Li Zhaoxian had nothing to say. Li Dongyang, Wang Jiusi, and Bian Gong were self-reliant on their talents and did not want to save everyone's face, so they agreed. After the sweet potato feast was eaten here, several people were suffocating in their stomachs, so they no longer left the banquet, and each took an outline and went back to write.
Cui Xie immediately arranged for someone to book the Huang Family Garden - now this garden is often booked for rehearsal or various events, and it has to be booked half a year in advance. However, he is not in a hurry. These six manuscripts will take a while to be written. After writing, he will also need to split the mirror, draw line drafts, and do color fingering... When it is officially published, I am afraid it will be next year.
He wrote Feng Jian'er and asked the shopkeeper Ji to prepare for this, and he first sorted out the sweet potato planting and eating guide. After writing the thesis, I suddenly found that several frequently used authors had been sent to write about Jin Yiwei. No one helped him arrange it.
Fei Hong was a lecturer and read official with him. Every day the prince wanted to listen to his lectures on agricultural economics, and Fei Hong also listened to it. He heard that he was going to write a comic strip to teach people to grow sweet potatoes, so he readily agreed: "It's fortunate that you are looking for me, if it is someone else. I have to read the book one more time, I have accompanied the prince to hear you speak clearly."
Fei is a really nice guy.
Cui Xie couldn't help holding his old classmate's hand tightly and said affectionately: "Brother Zichong helped me a lot! This matter is left to my brother. In the future, if someone offers such a good seed that benefits the country and the people, Xie will definitely return it. I want to invite Brother Zi Chong to write a new book together to benefit the people."
Fei Hong didn't think much about it, he agreed happily, and when he got home, he flipped through a stack of "Daily Agricultural Classics" from the bookshelf, studied the routine first, and then followed the routine to write a manuscript. When he was imprisoned in the Guozijian, every article he wrote was popular among the people. Now, although he can't concentrate on writing articles like he did at that time, he is still young. Haiping Kou, the lord of the Japanese state begging for grace and offering potatoes".
It was the first time he wrote this kind of draft, and it was a bit slow and detailed, and it took him a month to figure it out. As soon as this article was written, Cui Xie gave him a "Guide to the Processing and Eating of Sweet Potato Starch", and asked him to write the recipe.
Fei Hong, such an orthodox gentleman, who has never been in the kitchen in his life, in order to write down how to process sweet potato starch, he just stood in the courtyard and watched the servant grind the sweet potato puree all afternoon, and then stared at people drying the flour cubes, Steamed vermicelli, and finally had a full meal of sweet potato vermicelli mixed with salt, vinegar, sesame paste, and garlic paste.
Still delicious.
He also seriously wrote an edible guide, wrapped it up and handed it to Cui Xie.
However, not long after the writing of this article, Cui Xie stopped him again after the value was scattered, and said excitedly: "Brother Zi Chong, have you heard of it? Some people who moved to Annan at the end of the Song Dynasty traveled thousands of miles to pay tribute to my emperor. Presented a very delicious sweet potato called peanut, which can squeeze the best sesame oil!"
Fei Hong replied subconsciously, "This one also writes recipes?"