Chapter 70: Get along well with each other

Su Fengzhang is not being modest when he says that he is not good at writing poetry. This does not mean that he has no talent for writing poetry at all, but that he lacks the quality of rhythm and prosody.

Actually, this cannot be blamed on him. The original owner, Su Fengzhang, did not like reading, let alone writing poetry. He himself did not study ancient literature before traveling through time, and his memory of poetry and songs was still stuck in the Chinese textbook.

You should know that in ancient times, most children had a course on prosody as their early enlightenment, which means that they had to listen and speak from a young age. Books like "Xun Meng Pian Ju" and "Lishang Dui Yun" had to be read and memorized in the enlightenment stage.

Therefore, ancient scholars generally knew the rhythm of rhyme and meter, and when they wrote poetry, they naturally knew the rhythm of level and oblique tones. This was a habit ingrained in their bones.

But Su Fengzhang was different. He had no previous accumulation, so he studied hard after traveling through time, and his main focus was on the imperial examination. Although he also wrote poems and songs, the time he spent on them was definitely the least, not even as much as the time he spent on exercise.

Over time, although he could write poetry and knew the techniques of writing poetry, he always lacked a certain degree of agility.

For example, when a famous poet sees red apricots in spring, he will write "Spring is in full swing on the branches of red apricots", but after looking like this, the most he can come up with is "The branches are full of red apricots in the sunny spring."

He had the thousand-year-old culture of Zhongzhou in his head. If he plagiarized, it would not be difficult to stand out. However, Su Fengzhang had never thought about it this way. Literati rely on talent to compose poems. He could copy one or two, but could he copy for the rest of his life? Whether it was moral or not was another matter, but it would be too difficult to avoid being exposed.

Lin Changqing was serious about teaching him how to write poetry, and this guy was also a man of action, so he found him the next day.

Su Fengzhang naturally would not refuse his kindness, and was even very grateful. They were all going to participate in the provincial examination next year, and it was a very rare thing that Lin Changqing was willing to spend time on him.

After checking Su Fengzhang's foundation, Lin Changqing said helplessly: "Fengzhang, you always have brilliant words in your prose, but why are your poems so mediocre?"

Su Fengzhang smiled awkwardly, touched his nose and said, "Maybe I just don't have the talent."

Lin Changqing shook his head and said, "Poetry talent is certainly important, but technique is equally important. As long as you hone your skills to perfection, even if you can't write a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages, you can still make people's eyes light up."

When Su Fengzhang heard this, he looked up at him and said, "Brother Changqing, do you think too highly of me?"

Lin Changqing was more confident than him and said with a smile: "I'm not overestimating you. I think you can do it."

"Actually, I couldn't write poetry before. My father once said that I lacked inspiration and that my poems were too mechanical. But after all these years, I've changed. It shows that writing poetry can be cultivated."

Su Fengzhang asked curiously, "Brother Changqing has also been called a craftsman? Are uncle's requirements so strict?"

Lin Changqing nodded and explained, "Yes, I was only five years old at the time. I lacked life experience, so I really couldn't write anything good. Now when I look back at the poems I wrote back then, I feel ashamed."

Su Fengzhang shut up. He really shouldn't compare himself with these geniuses, otherwise he would be angry to death.

Lin Changqing wasn't a man of high emotional intelligence. He didn't even notice Su Fengzhang's silence and continued, "Talent and inspiration are certainly important, but skills don't just come out of thin air. They require years of accumulation."

"I can't help you with your talent. But after reading your article, Feng Zhang, I know you're not stupid and don't need my advice."

"It's the technique that can be improved. In fact, when people first start writing poetry, they all start by imitating others. Even many famous poems are variations of the Book of Songs and Chu Ci."

"They say that reading ten thousand books will make you write like a god. Even if you can't write poetry, you will be able to recite it after reading three hundred Tang poems. It's always good to read more ancient poems. Our county school doesn't have anything else, but it does have a lot of books."

"I've noticed these days, Brother Feng Zhang, that you like reading, but you only read classics, miscellaneous essays, and even travelogues. You rarely read poetry. This isn't good. You're too biased in your studies."

"If this continues, your essays will naturally improve, but your poetry will remain stagnant. Although poetry is not emphasized in the imperial examinations nowadays, it is still necessary to write poetry, so you can't let it hold you back."

Su Fengzhang nodded repeatedly as he listened, and said, "That's right. Now I think it was my own fault that I delayed my poetry studies."

This is the limitation of his modern thinking. Because he lacks a genuine love for poetry, he unconsciously avoids this part when reading and studying.

He had both knowledge and experience, and knew the rules and methods of writing poetry, but he had never thought of going further.

After being reminded by Lin Changqing at length, he suddenly realized that this is not the modern era. In modern times, it doesn't matter if you can't write poetry, but in ancient times, as a scholar, you still have to take the imperial examination in the future, and when you go out for social events, they may be literary gatherings. You may not be a talented poet, but you must not be too bad.

Thinking of this, Su Fengzhang bowed deeply and thanked him earnestly, "Thank you, Brother Changqing, for reminding me. If it weren't for you, I would have delayed it again and again and become a mediocre person in the future."

Lin Changqing originally thought that he had said too much and was afraid that he would be unhappy, but who knew that Su Fengzhang would thank him so solemnly.

Lin Changqing felt a little embarrassed and laughed, saying, "Feng Zhang, your poems are actually pretty good, at least much better than those others."

Su Fengzhang knew exactly how much of his background he had, and said with a wry smile, "Then I'm still thinking about continuing to take the exam, but those few have already given up."

Lin Changqing likes such motivated people. He originally thought that he and Su Fengzhang would not get along, but when they really got along, he found that they were very compatible and their ideas usually coincided.

"In that case, let's work hard together. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Su Fengzhang also smiled and said, "You teach me how to write poetry, and I will help you with contemporary writing. Let's work together and make progress together."

Lin Changqing likes the phrase "working together for progress" very much, and it makes him more lively.

So for a period of time, Su Fengzhang and Lin Changqing went in and out together and were almost inseparable, even Liu Xiong, who had the best relationship with him, felt a little jealous.

Privately, he complained to Su Fengzhang, "Now you spend all day with that Lin guy and don't play with me anymore. He has a weird temper, how could he have caught your eye?"

Su Fengzhang found it funny and said with a smile: "Don't you think my poetry writing has improved a bit now? It's all thanks to Brother Lin's good teaching. Why don't you learn with us?"

"I always feel like he's a bit of a mystic. All he has in his eyes is books. He even thinks it's superfluous for him to talk to us. If I were to study with you, would he be happy?"

"Brother Lin's academic requirements are a bit high, but as long as you study hard, you will have a lot to say to him."

Liu Xiong was somewhat tempted, but after studying for a day he couldn't bear it anymore and quickly slipped away.

Turning around, he said, "No wonder you've made progress. You've memorized thousands of poems, so how could you not make progress? Hey, I haven't memorized the Four Books and Five Classics yet, so you'd better keep memorizing them."

Lin Changqing also disliked him at all, saying, "He has no interest in studying and can't stand the slightest hardship. How can he make progress like this? He'll stop here in his life."

So Lin Changqing and Liu Xiong got tired of each other. Fortunately, Lin Changqing never spent his energy on irrelevant people. Liu Xiong had a gentle personality, completely different from Mu Wei, so they got along peacefully on weekdays.

No matter what others say, Su Fengzhang is satisfied with his recent learning progress. Perhaps it is due to a change in his concept, but he has also made great progress in learning poetry, and Lin Changqing has made an indelible contribution to this.

It was already the end of September when Su Fengzhang returned to Hushan County. The weather soon turned cold and winter came. After the twelfth lunar month, the weather in Hushan County finally became cold. Although it had not snowed, when Su Fengzhang went to the county school every morning, the grass on the roadside was covered with white frost, making it look like a vast expanse of white.

It's okay because he is an adult, but Su Lanzhang has difficulty getting up every morning. Aunt Bai will not tolerate him being lazy. She does not allow him to get up at a certain time. She directly lifts up the quilt and covers his face with a handkerchief soaked in cold water to wake him up.

On a rare day off, Su Lanzhang stayed in bed and refused to get up. Aunt Bai couldn't do anything about him, so she sat beside the bed and muttered, "Why don't you learn from your brother? Erlang never needs anyone to urge him to study."

Su Lanzhang also said confidently: "Mom, my second brother also slept in every day when he was young."

Aunt Bai was speechless. At that time, Su Fengzhang not only slept in but also skipped school to go out and play. He was once severely beaten by Su Dianli.

But soon Aunt Bai slapped his butt and scolded him, "Why don't you just learn the bad things?"

Before Su Lanzhang could say anything else, he heard some noise outside. He looked up and asked, "Are there any guests coming?"

Aunt Bai glanced outside and said, "I'm going to go take a look. Hurry up and get up. If you don't get up, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."

Su Lanzhang got up reluctantly and went outside where he saw an unfamiliar scholar who was shorter, thinner and darker than his brother.

Seeing him come out, Su Fengzhang waved and shouted, "Lan Zhang, come here. Changqing, this is my younger brother Lan Zhang. Sanlang, this is my second brother's classmate and good friend Lin Changqing. Brother Changqing is very talented, you must learn from him."

It was Lin Changqing's first time to be a guest in someone else's home, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Especially since Su Zhaoshi had been so enthusiastic just now, wanting to take out all the delicious food in her home to treat him, which made him even more uncomfortable.

At this moment, Su Zhao was out, and only Su Fengzhang and his brother were there, so Lin Changqing relaxed a little.

Su Lanzhang shouted loudly, "Brother Lin," and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Lin Changqing responded, then realized that he should give his brother a gift when he first met him. Fortunately, he had prepared a lot before coming. He took out a book from his pocket and said, "I heard Feng Zhang said you are also reading. This is a book I copied myself. Please don't mind."

Su Lanzhang's expression was stiff when he received the book, but he was well-mannered and still thanked and accepted it obediently.

Su Lanzhang knew what he was thinking and smiled as she ruffled his hair. "You must read this book carefully and don't let Changqing down. Now, let's go out and eat something. You must be hungry now that you've just gotten up."

Su Lanzhang left with a smile. When he walked out of the room, he looked back at Lin Changqing and felt that this classmate of his second brother was different from the ones he had seen before.

Su Fengzhang is popular, and people often come to visit him after he finishes mourning. Those scholars are usually cheerful. Wenzhu and Gu Beichen, who come the most, have a very good relationship with Su Lanzhang and treat him as a half-brother.

However, second brother’s classmate this time didn’t seem to be very talkative, Su Lanzhang thought.

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