Three Kingdoms, I open a tavern in Xudu

This was the first time they met, Zhang Wang didn't intend to show Chen Yang a good look, so he walked into the study with a straight face on purpose.

Zhang Chunhua also expected this to happen, so she gently pulled Chen Yang's hand.

Chen Yang understood immediately, walked up to Zhang Wang, and said with a smile, "Uncle, please sit down, they are..."

"I don't need to know some unimportant people." Zhang Wang said a little arrogantly.

Chen Yang wanted him to sit next to Cao Cao and the others, but Zhang Wang sat directly in front of Chen Yang's desk, as if he disdain to sit with Lao Cao and the others.

When he found that the tables and chairs in Chen Yang's house were different from the ones he usually used, he was a little surprised, but he sat down anyway, without crossing his legs and with a backrest, which made him feel quite comfortable.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yang was a little embarrassed, he could only shake his head towards Cao Cao, and then smiled wryly.

Cao Cao was indeed a little angry, but for Chen Yang's sake, he could only endure it. If others dared to be so rude to him, their heads would have already fallen.

"I don't need to know you? I don't even bother to know who you are!" Cao Ning didn't expect so much. She was reluctant to let her meet Chen Yang today, and Zhang Wang looked down on her. She retorted first .

Zhang Wang was about to scold, but Chen Yang said beforehand: "Uncle, don't be angry, they are all my friends, Lao Cao, why don't you come back tomorrow? As you can see, I have other things, I didn't greet well ,I'm really sorry."

Cao Cao looked at Zhang Wang, thought for a moment before saying, "I have to discuss something urgent with you, Shopkeeper Chen, and we can wait."

He could see the relationship between Chen Yang and Zhang Wang. He glanced at Zhang Chunhua again and laughed disdainfully in his heart. Since shopkeeper Chen could see Zhang Wang's daughter, it was Zhang Wang's honor. His old Cao wanted to marry Cao Ning. Chen Yang still doesn't know how to speak!

If Zhang Wang still dared not know good from bad, Cao Cao thought to himself that he would be impolite.

Cao Ning still wanted to talk, but Cao Ang pulled her to indicate not to mess around, so she had to give up.

"Father, they are all friends of Zi'an, why don't you do this?" Zhang Chunhua felt sorry for Chen Yang.

Chen Yang said: "Uncle, I neglected you, please forgive me."

Zhang Wang's complexion was still not very good-looking, and after glancing at Zhang Chunhua, he could only nod his head.

Next, Zhang Wang glanced casually at the table, and accidentally saw the handwritten words Chen Yang had written just now. He picked it up and took a look, dissatisfied: "You wrote it?"

Chen Yang nodded and said, "I just scribbled."

Zhang Wang snorted coldly: "Sure enough, it was written in random, and it was written in a mess, but the content... the Yangtze River is rolling in the east, and the waves are killing heroes, eh!"

He continued to watch, and the disdain on his face just now gradually changed.

There is no style of Ci in this era, but some Yuefu folk songs, poems and other sentence patterns are already common.

Zhang Wang felt that this word was different from ordinary Yuefu folk songs at first glance. After reading it carefully, he was even more surprised. He vaguely felt that this word was very novel in terms of rhythm, which he had never seen before. of.

Cao Cao had already heard the opening line of the song "Linjiang Fairy" when he first met Chen Yang, and when he heard Zhang Wang say it again, he felt curious and leaned over to take a look.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero."

Cao Cao read it again in a low voice. Didn't these two sentences coincide with the fact that there are many heroes in today's world, but they are fleeting like waves, so he also read it: "Success or failure, success or failure, it's so good, what are you fighting for?" Right and wrong, success and failure, in the end, isn’t it all in vain?”

However, after Lao Cao had just finished speaking, he had to wonder whether it was worth it for him to fight for the world?

Hearing what Cao Cao and Zhang Wang said, Mrs. Ding and the others moved over curiously to read Chen Yang's words together.

"The green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for a few times. The white-haired fishermen and woodcutters are on the river, and they are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of wine is a happy meeting."

The next part was read by Zhang Wang, and he continued: "There are so many things in ancient and modern times, they are all jokes."

"It's all a joke."

Cao Cao praised: "How many things have happened in the past and present, and finally disappeared in history, and they are just topics for chatting over wine."

Zhang Wang finally changed his view of Chen Yang, and said: "These sentences are not like Yuefu folk songs, nor are they different from poems. The sentence patterns of different lengths are a bit like the Book of Songs, and the form is a little different. It’s also the same structure, but it’s not chanted by Yixi, which is a bit special.”

"While reading the sentence is desolate and tragic, it also creates an atmosphere of indifference and tranquility, which is wonderfully written." Cao Cao also said.

Cao Cao is one of the princes fighting for hegemony, and he can best understand this state of mind.

In addition to being a traitor, he is also a great writer. Cao's three fathers and sons are the most important part of the Jian'an style of literature in history, and they can easily understand the content of the words.

"It's a mere count of ten, and it's soul-stirring to read, and it adds a thousand emotions to my heart!" Cao Cao sighed, and said, "Shopkeeper Chen, you are really a great talent!"

"What is this kind of sentence pattern of different lengths called?" Zhang Wang was more concerned about this.

"This kind is called Ci!" Chen Yang explained, "It is also called melody Ci, which can be understood as words used for singing, and can also be called long and short sentences according to the characteristics of the sentence pattern."

The origin of the word seems to be traced back to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and they have never heard of it.

During the period of the late Han, Wei and Jin Dynasties, Yuefu folk songs were the main ones, and they had never seen such a long and short sentence except Chuci and Shijing.

Just like Boss Cao pioneered the use of ancient Yuefu to write current events, their poems all have a taste of Yuefu, mostly four-character or five-character.

It is worth mentioning that Cao Pi's seven-character poem "Yan Ge Xing" created a precedent for seven-character poetry not long after.

Therefore, Cao Cao, Cao Pi, and Cao Zhi, father and son, are one of the ceilings in the Jian'an literary world, and they have made great achievements.

"Did you write this kind of words?" Zhang Wang looked at Chen Yang, his attitude changed again, he was no longer stern, but was deeply interested in Chen Yang.

Cao Cao also looked over at Chen Yang, and he only now realized that shopkeeper Chen really has a lot of meetings, who can make money in business, give advice, write words and sentences, and even easy-to-remember numbers were invented by shopkeeper Chen. Don't talk about Quyuanli and salt mines.

Cao Cao felt that such an all-round talent was bestowed upon him by the heavens, so he must not let shopkeeper Chen go, even if Cao Ning was Chen Yang's concubine, he would still keep him by his side.

Chen Yang nodded and said, "That's right, if you don't like it, then tear it up."

Because of the concept of words, Chen Yang didn't know if they could accept it.

Zhang Wang shook his head, snatched it from Chen Yang's hand, and suddenly found that it was written on paper, he was surprised: "How can this kind of paper be so good?"

Cao Cao also picked it up and touched it, and it was indeed paper, the quality of which was better than any other paper they knew, and it could be written on smoothly without the ink getting wet and festering.

"Shopkeeper Chen, did you also make this kind of paper?" Cao Cao immediately understood.

You must know that the carrier of writing at this time is still bamboo slips and silk, the former is too heavy, and the latter is too expensive.

Paper, it's not that they haven't tried to use it for writing, but the technology of making paper is not mature enough to use it.

The emergence of Chen Yang's paper can be said to have changed the culture of an era, and is more conducive to the dissemination of knowledge and scholarship.

Cao Cao and Zhang Wang are both big figures and great writers of this era. As long as you think about it carefully, you will understand the pros and cons of it.

Lao Cao's hand holding the paper trembled a little from excitement.

Because the gentry class basically controlled the scholars of the entire era, ordinary people had to go to the private schools of the gentry to read and read. A large part of the reason was that only the gentry could read books.

Books made of bamboo slips are very precious.

Those who can be officials are scholars, and according to their official selection system, those who become officials are also recommended by the gentry.

That is to say, most of the officials in the imperial court came from the gentry. Because of this, the four-generation and three-generation family like the Yuan family has countless students.

The emergence of this kind of high-quality paper can change the state of books from bamboo slips, which is conducive to the spread of knowledge, thus breaking through the limitations of the monopoly of the gentry, and Boss Cao no longer has to worry about the aristocratic family around the emperor.

Cao Cao can quickly think of this benefit.

Shopkeeper Chen, you have brought me another surprise, Old Cao.

Finally, Chen Yang said slowly: "That's right, I made this kind of paper!"