The big man has a living father

Chapter 9: The streets are empty!

Huo Hai was riding a tall horse, and because he was thin and dark, the horse looked even taller.

But at this time, no one had time to look at him, but followed the ox cart behind him and read the article.

"Its shape is as graceful as a startled swan and as gentle as a swimming dragon. It is as glorious as the autumn chrysanthemum and as luxuriant as the spring pine. It is like a light cloud covering the moon and fluttering like snow blown by the wind. Hiss~"

“Can a human write this?”

"Isn't the Shanglin Fu written by Mr. Sima at his peak just like this?!"

"This... is it possible that Sima Xiangru wrote it for me?"

"Stupid, this writing style is completely different from Mr. Sima's. How could it be Mr. Sima's ghostwriting?"

"What if someone else wrote it for you?"

"Foolish! This article will be recorded in history and passed down through the ages! Who would sell such an article?"

Huo Hai came in a swagger from the mausoleum. The big wooden board was heavy and difficult to stabilize. Even with the help of a pole and four servants taking turns to support it, it was still difficult to walk. Not even a cow could pull it if the wind blew.

So we walked very slowly along the way.

At this time, everyone in Chang'an who could read followed behind the carriage to appreciate the article.

"Ode to the Goddess of Luo River, what a wonderful Ode to the Goddess of Luo River!"

"Except for the first sentence which is a smooth start, the rest is really wonderful!"

Huo Hai looked back unhappily.

Who the hell is this? The first sentence of the entire article was written by me. You are really good at praising!

Because the original text says that Cao Zhi wrote The Goddess of Luo River when he passed by Luo River after leaving the capital Luoyang on his way to meet the emperor.

However, Huo Hai wanted to combine his own experience, so he changed it to that he passed by Luo River on his way back from conquering the Huns.

So, Huo Hai made a lot of changes to the first sentence himself.

There were basically no changes afterwards.

The literati and scholars of the entire Chang'an City, even after being influenced by Sima Xiangru's brilliant articles for thirty years, have broadened their horizons today!
The Goddess of Luo River inherits the rhythm and rhyme of the great fu and the romantic color of the Chuci.

The writing can be said to be both imaginative and dreamy.

What’s even more terrifying is that the whole text has been creating an atmosphere, a feeling of a fairy couple.

An ordinary man met a goddess, traveled with her, and had a love affair with the goddess. However, the love between man and goddess ended up being shattered because they took different paths.

Before the final dream bubble wakes up, everyone who sees it has been immersed in it, and feels that the one who is in love with the goddess is themselves.

Of course, that's how men put themselves in this situation.

When women read the article, they see the elegant author and feel like they become the goddess and travel with him.

Wow, it’s popular with both men and women.

Otherwise, Xie Lingyun said that there was only one shi in total, Cao Zijian got eight dou, and I got one dou, and from ancient times to the present, there is only one dou in total.

When everyone refuted, no one said that Cao Zijian did not have eight dou, they just said, "Thank you Lingyun, are you worthy of bragging that you have one dou?"
However, what we are talking about here is talent rather than literary style. In terms of thought, works like Shanglin Fu are higher.

You should know that among the four great writers of Han Dynasty Fu, there was only one Sima Xiangru. Another Shu master from Chengdu, Yang Xiong, had not yet been born. Ban Gu and Zhang Heng also did not innovate or enhance Han Fu.

I jumped directly to Cao Zijian's version, which was so shocking.

Because of the jump version, it is equivalent to covering several versions, which is equivalent to directly turning the advantages of these versions into one's own advantages.

The advantages of the three versions are combined in one, and the direct consequence is that a group of people follow the ox cart and watch it stupidly.

"He writes fu like this! How can I write chicken feathers?!"

"Fuck, I'm not going to live anymore!!!"

At this time, Huo Hai was secretly happy on his horse.

Watch and read, you are all an important part of my play.

At this time, a convoy was coming towards them on the road ahead.

Liu Che still had some dignity to save, so after entering the city he changed carriages and horses before coming over.

But anyway, two-thirds of the city was palace area, and the distance between the two gates was less than three miles, so Liu Che was not in a hurry and came slowly.

When he saw the car, Huo Hai didn't notice it.

And the scholars didn't notice it either.

The rotating retainers saw this and two of them knelt down first: "Long live the emperor!"

He knelt down, and the servants who were holding the picture frame also saw it. They tilted the wooden frame onto the wooden pole and knelt down: "Long live our emperor!!!"

The scholar behind him started to curse: "What the hell are you doing! You can't see anything if you fall down!"

"What's going on? I haven't even finished reading it yet!"

"Did the person who was holding up the article have his hands broken? What happened?"

There were curses coming from behind.

Only then did Huo Hai realize that the carriage in front was the emperor's special carriage and he could only dismount.

Huo Hai stood beside the horse with a proud look on his face.

This was not a formal occasion, so one did not need to kneel when meeting the emperor, especially for the sons of noble families, but at least they had to stand upright. Huo Hai was smiling so hard that his face was almost split. Liu Che looked over from the car with a stern face: "Huo Hai, I heard that you skipped school?"

Liu Che still habitually defined the nature of this event first.

Before Huo Hai could say anything, the frame, without the support of the person holding it, slid down along the ox cart.

"Snapped!"

The picture frame fell down, and the people behind it could see the carriage of Emperor Wu of Han.

These people were either nobles, relatives of the emperor's wife, or retainers of the nobles. Of course they knew the emperor's carriage and immediately lined up respectfully.

Only then did Liu Che discover that among the so-called noble young men who followed Huo Hai's team, there were actually many old men who were unwilling to retire.

The Chief Justice, the General of the Northern Gate, the Lieutenant (Principal of the Imperial Guards), the Censor, and a large number of palace officials that he appointed himself were all in it.

Liu Che frowned.

You're skipping work during working hours? Are you parading me through the streets while I'm out hunting?

It’s okay if there is one child skipping school, but are you still young?

Liu Che was displeased: "Huo Hai, I remember I gave an order for you to study in Maoling and not come to Chang'an unless necessary."

Huo Hai smiled slightly and pointed to the fallen door panel: "Your Majesty, I think that I am qualified to graduate after taking this out."

"Graduation?" What does graduation mean? Liu Che felt that this might be the local dialect of Pingyang County: "Are you sure?"

Even if you write well, and even if you can write a fu of the level of "Fu on Afang Palace", as long as I don't admit that it is good, you still have to learn it!
Since the Spring and Autumn Period until the present day, human nature has not changed.

Emperor Wu of Han was a keyboard warrior, a referee, an auditor, a capitalist, and... anyway, he held all the positions he could hold. Who can be a more argumentative person than him?

But Huo Hai was not afraid at all, he smiled and said: "I am sure!"

Liu Che stood up immediately, and the General Fengchariot and the Deputy General of Yulin Guards hurried forward to support him on his left and right.

Liu Che got off the car by himself and said: "I want to see what you have written."

Huo Hai smiled and said that it was not important what was written, what was important was what was used to write it.

The new type of paper was exchanged for Emperor Wu's withdrawal of his order and his release from the court. He definitely made a profit.

Emperor Wu walked past the front and looked at the famous 'Four Righteous Men of Maoling' and said: "You hold up the plank."

The four of them rushed into the car and lifted up the wooden board.

Emperor Wu said: "You four are loyal, brave and have good vision. How about letting you follow me and guard Maoling for me a hundred years later?"

The four people were so excited that they didn't have time to thank him. Emperor Wu continued: "Oh, forget it, this won't work. A loyal minister should not serve two masters. You are so loyal to Huo Hai, so I won't take away your love. Just serve the Huo family well."

Why do these retainers become retainers? Isn't it to show their abilities in front of the nobles, to get a good job, or even to rise to the top?
Emperor Wu first asked them to follow him, and then dashed their hopes in revenge for them cutting down the trees on their graves.

Now that public opinion is out there, it is difficult for Liu Che to punish these four loyal and brave men who risked their lives to follow their lord and advise the emperor.

But it was too easy for Liu Che to hit them in the sore spot.

The four of them were ecstatic at first, and then they felt extremely uncomfortable, as if they had eaten a dead rat.

But the four people still lifted the picture frame.

The four people knew that even if they could not keep up with Emperor Wu, they would become famous next.

First there were the Four Righteous Men of Maoling, and then there were the Four Guards of The Goddess of Luo River. Is it difficult to become famous?

Even if the senior officials in the court saw it in the future, they would say, "That was the warrior who toured Chang'an with the poem "The Goddess of Luo River". How disrespectful."

At this time, Liu Che, who had just returned after riding for half a day and then taking a carriage, felt uncomfortable in his waist, so he put his hands on his waist and raised his head to read "The Goddess of Luo River".

"I left Pingyang and went to Chang'an, facing Yique, crossing Huanyuan, passing Tonggu, and reaching Jingshan..."

Liu Che read as he looked, and his voice became lower and lower as he read.

The famous possessive maniac Liu Che became more and more jealous the more he looked at it.

What? There are still goddesses in the world?
What? Why did this kid who hasn't even grown all his hair meet him?

What? The goddess is dating this guy?

When he read to the end, the dream was shattered and Liu Che suddenly realized. What goddess? This guy might have made it up to show off his literary talent. How could there be such a goddess!

After reading it, Liu Che was thinking about something.

If I insist that this writing is not good and let Huo Haicai practice more, will I be ridiculed by writers in the future?
This article is damn good!
But, let him out? I'm a little angry!

Thinking of this, Liu Che smiled: "When I first saw you, I felt that you had great talent. Look, as expected, the writing is like the person, and behind the gorgeous article is a talented person!"

"Huo Hai, I am very happy to see this article and I am ready to allow you to enter the government."

From the very beginning, Liu Che secretly made a deal with Huo Hai: if Huo Hai won, he would not enter the officialdom, but if Huo Hai lost, he would enter the officialdom.

Now Liu Che pretended to be stupid and said that Huo Hai's victory in writing the article was a result of writing articles to gain recognition and get into the officialdom.

Outsiders don’t know either!
Moreover, in front of so many people, it would be difficult for Huo Hai to turn the situation around.

If someone else was played by Liu Che and turned his back on him, he would probably be confused, but Huo Hai is not a person who gives in. Huo Hai has a hundred ways to skip work!
"Your Majesty, can we have a private chat?"

Liu Che was delighted, with the words written on his face: Who can beat me if I lose my shame? Can you turn the tables? If you can turn the tables on me, Liu Che, in front of so many people today, I will eat the big white board on which the poem was written!
Huo Hai calmly extended his hand to invite him, smiling slightly in his heart, not panicking at all: Watch me control you.

(End of this chapter)