Wen Jiuxiao was no longer in the yard when they went back, Yu Zhi and Xiao Zaizi breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, the movements of patting their hearts were exactly the same, as expected of mother and son.
A day later, Yu Guangxian came back, "Zhizhi, this is written by the brainstorming of several gentlemen under your highness's account. Your highness asked dad to bring it back for you to have a look, and see if it is the little story you told."
Write the script so quickly? The efficiency is quite fast.
After Yu Zhi finished reading her father's so-called short story, she didn't want to say a word.
"How is it? Is there something wrong?" Yu Guangxian noticed the girl's face, isn't it good? can't you? They were all written by the gentlemen themselves, all of whom were extremely knowledgeable, talented in words and diction, and even used allusions very cleverly, which made people feel emotional and soul-stirring when they read it.
"It's good, it's just..." It's just too good, such a gorgeous rhetoric, even if it's a mouthful, the imperial examination is enough.
But they forgot their positioning. The northwest border, where the folk customs are tough, naturally has less educational resources than other places. There are not many scholars, and the level is not very high. Yu Zhi suspected that some of the scholars over there couldn't understand the stories her father brought back, at least she was only half guessing.
I can’t even read it, how to spread it?
There are many people in the Northwest who can only read a few words and are illiterate. The short stories she told were actually written for them.
Yu Zhi glanced at her father, silently found a pen and paper, thought for a while before writing, and wrote three short stories within half an hour.
When I was in school, I wrote a composition every two weeks. After I got to work, I made speeches and summaries, and I wrote a lot. Writing a few short stories is not a problem for Yu Zhi, and it can also ensure that the ending is sublimated and thought-provoking.
The backgrounds of the stories are all in the Northwest. The protagonist of the first story is an old mother, young and widowed, who worked hard to bring up her four sons. As a result, all four sons died on the battlefield. The poor old mother was helpless and finally froze to death. On cold winter nights.
The protagonists of the second story are a middle-aged couple with an only child. The couple married their son a daughter-in-law, and the daughter-in-law soon became pregnant. The family of four lived happily ever after. However, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion conscripted, and the only son went to the battlefield and never came back. The daughter-in-law at home heard the bad news and gave birth prematurely in grief, killing two dead. The couple thought about their son who hadn't even seen the bones, and then looked at the daughter-in-law and grandson lying in the coffin. They burst into tears and suddenly lost their will to live. That night, both hanged themselves on the beams of the house.
The protagonist of the third story is a young daughter-in-law. Her husband also died on the battlefield. My children are all grass roots. The little daughter-in-law couldn't bear it anymore, and killed the whole family with a handful of rat poison, and hanged herself. Before she died, she was still muttering, "God, open your eyes! Why are you fighting? Why did the little lady's husband die on the battlefield?"
The tragic story, without any gorgeous language, is written in vernacular. But it is close to the lives of ordinary people, as if it happened around them, whether it is the old mother in the first story, the middle-aged couple in the second story, or the young daughter-in-law in the third story, which village and which Is there any in town? In the northwest border, how many young men have died in these years?
Only in this way can the hearts of the people be touched and resonate with them, and then they think: it was the war that caused them to lose their sons, husbands, and fathers. Originally, their sons, husbands, and fathers could not die. It was the wolf ambition of King Zhenbei. He was the one who ruined the lives of so many people in the Northwest.
Yu Guangxian read the story written by his daughter, and listened to her explain why he wrote it like this. This time it was his turn to be silent. He took a deep look at his daughter, then copied it and took it away.
He went to the fifth prince's study, and several gentlemen happened to be there. Yu Guangxian handed the story written by Yu Zhi to the Fifth Prince, "Your Highness, we misunderstood the direction before. The focus is on the common people, and common people don't understand if it's well-written!"
The fifth prince watched it, and several other staff members also passed it on, looking at each other.
"Mr. Yu still understands clearly, I admire you." One of them said.
Yu Guangxian coughed lightly, and said: "I'm ashamed, these three stories were made up by the little girl, and she was the one who woke me up." Everyone present was his own, so he didn't hide it.
The fifth prince praised: "As expected of Dong's family." Glancing at the others, he said again: "The war of public opinion was proposed by Dong's family."
Several people looked at each other again, with surprise in their eyes, they all looked at Yu Guangxian. Seeing this, Yu Guangxian raised the corners of his mouth proudly.
Several other people can see that he is not proud of him, "Old Yu, it's not your credit, why are you so proud?"
"That's right, Lao Yu, His Highness is praising his eldest niece, not you."
"You old boy, you have such a good life. Why do you think you have such a good daughter?"
A few people are really envious, Lao Yu, who used to be a loner, with a huge crowd, can still recognize his lost daughter. Not only can she know how to make medicine, but she can also come up with such good strategies as public opinion warfare... Oh, why doesn't such a good girl belong to her own family?
The corners of Yu Guangxian's mouth became even higher, "Your Highness, when you praise my daughter, isn't that the same as complimenting me? Father and daughter are one, and our father and daughter praise each other in the same way? Can I have my daughter without me? My daughter is smart and capable. Why, are you envious? Hey, none of you have such a good girl."
I asked you all to always show off your sons and grandchildren in front of me, this time Yu Guangxian finally found an opportunity to let out a sigh of relief. Hmph, as far as your son is concerned, three or five tied together are not as good as one branch of mine.
He was guilty of public outrage, and several people besieged him together, "Cut, it's up to you? How thick-skinned!"
"If the eldest niece follows you, can you still watch it?"
Yu Guangxian disagreed, "Why can't I watch it? Let Your Highness judge, among us, I, Lao Yu, have the best looks!"
When he was young, he was also a well-known handsome young man in ten miles and eight villages. Even now, he can be called a handsome man in the army. Don't even look at everyone's ugly appearance, how dare you talk about him?
Huh, jealousy, they're all jealous!
"Pull it down, old man, it's not shameful to put so much importance on appearance."
"Everyone has a love of beauty, so there's nothing to be ashamed of."
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Fifth Prince laughed watching them joke, coughed lightly, and said: "Since everyone has no objections, then take it down and copy it."
Several people suddenly became serious, "Here, I obey the orders."