Chapter 62 Cao Xueqin II

Gender splitting is probably a key to understanding Cao Xueqin's spiritual growth.With this key, many mysteries are expected to be solved.Or, mark the direction to solve the mystery. In the first episode, the author said: "Suddenly I think of all the women of that day...I feel that their behavior and knowledge are all superior to mine; Protect your own weaknesses, and make them disappear together.” The author also emphasized: "As for books such as gifted scholars and beauties, they talk about Wenjun and shut up about Zijian. Thousands of books are the same, and thousands of people are the same. And in the end, they have to be promiscuous... It is not as good as the few women I have seen in my half life. .”

Cao Xueqin passes through and transforms into Jia Baoyu.The strange women he saw had turned into figures in the Grand View Garden. When we read novels, we don't have to worry about prototypes. Zhi Yanzhai is an exception. She entered the novel with her own experience and made many emotional comments on the novel.For novels in the Qing Dynasty, review books were very popular, but the "white-headed books" often suffered from the fact that no one cared about them.The tone of Zhiyanzhai's comments is quite similar to that of Lin Daiyu.This is interesting.For example, Baoyu defied the public opinion and called those who made progress in reading as "lu beetles". Zhi Yanzhai commented: "The two characters have never been seen in ancient times, and they are so novel. It's hard to blame the world for calling them killable, but I like them the most!"

Zhiyanzhai understood Cao Xueqin very well.The confidante of a great writer, she deserves it all.But the beauty is hidden between the lines, revealing bit by bit, bringing out her shyness... Is there Zhi Yanzhai in the strange woman depicted by Cao Xueqin? From the day Cao Xueqin found out that he was a boy, he had conflicts.When he grows to a certain stage, the family must re-establish his gender consciousness.His father first put pressure on him, asking him to read serious books, seek fame, and strive hard towards the world of men.Old ladies, mothers, aunts and even sisters all came to chime in, following the fingers of father, grandfather and great-grandfather to show him the correct way of life.And this road, from ancient times to the present, has been crowded with all kinds of distorted figures of men.

Cao Xueqin was lost.In the fierce ideological struggle, it turned out that Qing Qing's daughter had the upper hand.He is not under pressure, how can he speak words like lu beetle? "If you don't have talent, you can go to make up for the sky, and you will spend a few years in the world of mortals in vain." The men fight back and forth, coaxing you to sing and then I will appear on the stage.The Hulala building is falling, and the lights are dying... Who will mend the sky?Cao Xueqin didn't want to go.It is not so much that he fell from the sky because he could not mend the sky, it is better to say that he fell into the world of mortals willingly.He is the key stone, if he does not mend the sky, the sky will collapse. "It's like the birds are flying into the forest..."

Did the great writer foresee the collapse of the patriarchal world with his good intuition? Zhi Yanzhai said: "The author's intention is to only write about the end of the world." Jia, Shi, Lin, and Xue's four major families, all prospered and all lost.Wrote the history of the rise and fall of a family, and brought in the other three. The characters in the book, with Baoyu as the core, expand layer by layer, expanding to three, thirty, three hundred... According to scholars' research, there are a total of 448 people who came to Xueqin's pen. What a big dream, no wonder it took ten years to do it.

Cao Gong's ten-year dream has fascinated hundreds of millions of people. It is unclear when Cao Xueqin's family was defeated.There is a saying that you are defeated at the age of thirteen, and there is a saying that you are defeated at the age of seventeen or twenty.What tends to be more consistent is that the writer fell into trouble completely in his twenties; or in other words, he has lived a good life on paper since then. The past time attracted Cao Xueqin, and the primitive scenery like Tasiti Island attracted the French painter Gauguin.Gauguin ignored the well-off situation in Paris, left his wife and children for no reason, and went to the island in a hurry, lived a primitive life, and painted rare works.And Cao Xueqin knows almost everything, and he can do everything from the elegant to the vulgar. If he only wants to make a living in the capital, wouldn't it be a piece of cake?The court once hired him as a painter, but he refused.If he spends a little time trying to raise "authorship fees" for the courtiers and men and women in the market, how can he eat porridge with his family?

Needless to say, he devoted all his attention to the book, obsessed with the beauty of the Chinese language and its incredible magic power to recreate the world.Language makes his cherished garden lost and recovered, and makes those strange women with different charms come to his old table under the broken window every day. Besides, Zhi Yanzhai was with him. Cao Xueqin's continuation wife is named Fangqing, she is probably a virtuous woman, she has never been jealous of Zhi Yanzhai.Fangqing is good at poetry and painting. Writers write every day.Reappear time, re-experience joy, anger, sorrow and joy.This is called indulging, endless dreams, not perseverance.Writing novels is his pleasure, and if he doesn't write for a day, he feels uncomfortable.His family was troubled, he lost his mind because he was in a demonic state, he was addicted to alcohol, and his body was broken, all of which he didn't care about.We can't help but ask: why is this?Why is the temptation to write so great?Without the magic of Chinese, is the good old days that never come again a black hole for writers?

One thing is for sure: all the glory and wealth disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the beauty of women disappeared, which stimulated Cao Xueqin too much, impressed him too much, and made his memory too dense.Memory dragged him, entangled him, called to his pen.When the weather is boring, it will rain, when people are boring, it will be necessary to speak, and writing is nothing more than a larger-scale expression on paper.Cao Xueqin was soaked in Chinese culture, writing, rewriting, and changing, pretending to be true and sometimes false.Writers have won a much larger space for expression than memories of life experience.

Proust said: Only the lost paradise is the real paradise. In the process of losing and regaining Paradise, many people have been added.Deep memory and weird imagination, boosted by emotion, are layered on top of each other, rhythmically bonded, stirred, and dense, forming a peerless spectacle.Cao Gong has a pair of insightful eyes, reading all the joys and sorrows in the world.This is a living and comprehensive museum built on paper that puts other types of museums to shame.It has a sense of motion, light, and three-dimensionality, and does not require high-tech sound and light... In my estimation, it is likely to be an endless book.Give Cao Gong another ten years, and he will continue to write and revise it.Painters and musicians have a similar situation. The author almost instinctively resists the completion of the work.After writing the last word and then quitting, it was obviously very fatal to Cao Xueqin.A full stop means that the big dream is over, and the reappearing time slips away again.He has portrayed so many characters and meticulously built the Grand View Garden and Rongning Second Mansion, but he is absolutely reluctant to drive himself out of the paradise.

Cao Xueqin devoted himself to writing this great work. At first, it was the novella "Love Monk Record" or "Fengyue Baojian" with tens of thousands of words, then, and finally Cheng Jia's version.There are many versions, many manuscripts, and more than a dozen sequels.Judging from the clues of Zhiyanzhai's comments, Cao Xueqin did write after eighty chapters, and wrote about Daiyu's death. It is unknown whether he has finished writing.How many of his lost manuscripts are unknown. Cao Gong built a labyrinth, and God gave the labyrinth the beauty of incompleteness.

Is this God's will? Cao Xueqin was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, enjoying the favor from all directions, but why did she have such a high and extensive cultural accomplishment?This encyclopaedic writer is so familiar with the worldly life, we can even see the little girls fighting and the old mothers bickering, and his life is only forty years.Incredible. Sima Qian, Ma Siguang, Ouyang Xiu, Su Dongpo... The powerful eruption of the vitality of historical giants is becoming a mystery today. Who can boast today that he can do what Cao Xueqin did in ten years in a hundred years? Is the advancement of civilization shrinking powerful individuals? If shrinkage becomes the norm, a dynamic: shrinking towards shrinking, then it will become impossible to look back at history.Talking about China's thousands of years of civilization will become vague.If people's eyes are kept downward, the historical giants will either be deformed or disappear in the air.The collapse will be all-round: the elite culture will not exist, all realms will disappear, and the worldly things will fall off from itself, falling off into "the dark density of life."No matter how fancy the carnival of desire is, it will eventually be attributed to this kind of "dark congregation".There is a dialectic here. Take shallow reading as an example. It is absolutely impossible for shallow reading to stay in the "shallow", and it will continue to advance in the "shallower" direction, fatefully towards the superficial memory of the animal form.However, the memory of ordinary animals ranges from a few months to a few seconds, with clear steps.Instantaneous memory, it will go out after a flash, and it will go out after a flash.Some animals can "do" insensitivity to the life and death of their "parents", and everything is just a passing cloud to them.Can it be blamed?It had no memory... According to the logic of shallow reading, Tang Poetry and Song Ci Cao Xueqin should be burned.Because all these elite cultures are the product of deep survival.The outstanding literati of all dynasties lived seriously, step by step.If blindly emptiness, hippie, funny, and making money, it is bound to drag all sages, including ancient writers, into the quagmire. Living seriously is the only way for individuals to preserve their memories: at the age of ninety, they can still recall their childhood.Superficial survival pushes the individual memory to the average level, and finally eliminates the individual memory.The generation who grew up in front of the computer is already facing the danger of collective amnesia: the memory is a chaos of images, and nothing can be clear. Now we can see clearly: the proliferation of shallow reading is going backwards in the history of evolution. Shallow reading has its own living space, and it is dangerous to flood it.These bad things have already touched our living world in essence. The survival of the ephemeral (human), if there is still a state to speak of, it needs the continuous identification of elite culture. "Invisible culture" shapes the human spirit and provides support for people.Zhuangzi said: things are not things.What does that mean?Simply put, it is to let the mind control the matter.The spirit and realm should control the situation, not just grow simultaneously with the tangible things.This is the relationship between "leader and led" and cannot be reversed. Can't be reversed! Let us continue to look up at nebula and galaxy-like Cao Xueqin when we can still look up. Top art comes from the huge gap in life.Literary giants are almost like this, think about Li Yu and Li Qingzhao. Cao Xueqin's ancestors belonged to the Eight Banners Zhongzheng Baiqi Baoyi people. Baoyi is Manchu, which means house slave.Maybe the ancestors of the Cao family had something to do with Cao Cao.Although the Cao family in the Qing Dynasty were servants of the Manchus, they lived a glorious life because he was a servant of the royal family.Cao Xi, Cao Yin, Cao Rui. 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It was the official bank that took over the money, but the account had to be recorded in the Cao Mansion, so it accumulated into a huge deficit.However, the emperor was not dead enough to talk, so he waved his hand and canceled the official money owed by the Cao family.In the sixty-first year of Kangxi's reign, the Cao family maintained a prosperous situation.A few years after Yongzheng came to power, the situation changed: Cao Po was abolished, and the wood was squatting. Yongzheng has been in power for thirteen years, how many times has the Cao family been copied?unknown.The Cao family went from prosperity to decline, and on the surface it still maintained its original appearance, like a dynasty full of diseases, such as the middle Tang and the late Northern Song Dynasty.The collapse of the dynasty and the decline of the family have many similarities. The family is going downhill, Cao Xueqin is conscious, even though he was still a child when Yongzheng came to the throne.Perception is like countless trickles, slowly converging into a river. There are many things, many scenes, which he only slowly figured out when he wrote later. All the decaying feelings and impressions are inextricably linked and accumulated over time, providing a very valuable support at the sensory level for my writing. It doesn't feel like a plot story, or even a full-fledged character.It may be a gust of wind, a falling leaf, a ray of sunshine, a sigh.Art begins with this fallen leaf or sigh.No matter how clear the theme, no matter how clear the creative intention is, it must return to the feeling.Writing is a process of clearing up feelings.Of course, this is for good art.