Chapter 009 The Persuaded Father and His Decision

Yang Yijiang and Nan exchanged smiles, while Jiang Jianmo stood by with a complex mood, pondering whether this young man's manuscript was truly that captivating. He then recalled that when he first read it, he too had nearly fallen into the trap. After a moment of contemplation, he soon reached a decision.

Yang Yi's words are undeniably persuasive and stirring, but it is precisely because they strike at the heart of the matter that they possess such an uplifting power. However, Jiang Jianmo, a well-informed and experienced official, is not the kind of young man who can be easily swayed by a few words. Although he is slightly shaken inside, his expression remains unchanged.

"Although the master's words may have some biases, they are generally correct." Jiang Jianmo suddenly felt as if he had been drawn into a trap, and he couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart. From Huang Renyu to Master Qian Mu, this fellow must have done his homework to find fault.

There may not be many interesting young men, but he should not appear at such a time—when there is a rift between father and daughter

Jiang Jianmo smiled and shook his head, seemingly dismissive of the argument

Hmm? May I ask how the term "vulgar" mentioned by Uncle is defined? Yang's eyes shone brightly as he fixed his gaze on Jiang Jianmo, no longer exhibiting the previous calm and composed demeanor towards people and matters, with a hint of sharpness in his words

The veteran soldier who transitioned from the military to civilian life, a big-headed driver, also blushed and did not dare to respond

Indeed! Yang nodded slightly with a smile, yet there was no trace of the triumph typical of a young person who has gained the upper hand. His gaze was clear, and his expression was calm: "However, the current history books fail to spark even a fleeting interest. Is it truly everyone's fault? History itself is so rich and colorful, something that no novel can compare to! But why is it that people simply do not enjoy reading it?" History itself is so rich and colorful, something that no novel can compare to! But why is it that people simply do not enjoy reading it?

I do not dare to boast, but one must have a direction to strive towards, mustn't one

How can this be possible? I am just a country person, how can I understand this! The nanny, Aunt Huang, repeatedly waved her hands and said: I will call Secretary Tang for you, how does that sound

Only Yang had witnessed her fierceness early on, and her skill in flicking ash was more adept than his own, so how could he still dare to regard this girl as an ordinary lady

Jiang Jianmo nodded slightly and said "Hmm," then leisurely added, "There is still no conclusion to this day"

However, it is difficult to articulate even half a rebuttal. If there are still controversies surrounding Huang Renyu, then the views of the great master of national studies, Qian Mu, are not so easily refuted.

So why do ordinary people enjoy those unofficial historical accounts so much? Is it really only vulgar dramatizations that can capture the public's interest? Is it true that the interests of the Chinese people cannot be taken seriously? Yang Yi retorted, not only to vindicate himself but also to bring attention to the history that is gradually being buried in the piles of old documents

"Alright, let's see if your manuscript possesses such capability." Jiang Jian rose calmly and left the room, returning to the living room a moment later, accompanied by two individuals behind him

This made Jiang Jianmo reluctantly acknowledge that Yang Yi's words held some truth, thus reducing his wariness towards Yang Yi and increasing his recognition of him

Although there was an intention to suppress the boy somewhat, Jiang Jianmo himself also had opinions about these manuscripts. In the eyes of this orthodox history major, Yang Yi's book contains too many instances of frivolous banter and glibness, with a heavy personal imprint, which renders it superficial and detracts from the gravitas of history

Since Uncle does not quite recognize Huang Renyu, what about Master Qian Mu's viewpoint? If one does not understand the history of one's own country, one is unworthy to be a citizen of that country; do you not agree? Yang Yi, seeing a turning point in the situation, began to pull a larger tiger skin.

The imposing demeanor displayed by Yang Yi is something that Jiang Jianmo has not witnessed on the faces of others since he took office in Yuezhou. Even the mayor, Cao Jianguo, with whom he has often had disputes due to differing political views, maintains a facade of cordiality. However, at this moment, the Secretary is not only devoid of any displeasure but is rather amused internally—this young man has finally shown some youthful temperament. If he were to maintain his usual calm demeanor, it might compel the Secretary to close his doors to visitors.

Yang Yi also ignored his expression, resolutely determined to give the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee a lesson, and thus shrugged without any reservations: "Historians should bear the responsibility of learning from history and educating future generations, but it is precisely because of your outdated concepts and rigid narrative styles that the vast majority of people have been pushed away from history! Uncle Jiang, since you are a university student in the history department, you must be quite familiar with Mr. Huang Renyu's 'The Fifteenth Year of Wanli'"

Leisurely glancing at Jiang Jianmo, who was meeting his gaze, Yang Yi did not wait for him to respond, but instead deliberately elongated his tone: "Speaking of..."

In other words, as people say, we common folks do not appreciate those pretentious and insincere displays of seriousness

Seeing her father suffer a minor setback, Jiang Nan laughed elegantly beside him, her delicate pink lips slightly pursed, her brows and eyes relaxed, fully embodying the grace of a refined young lady

And this is precisely the effect that Yang Yi intended to create. Although the previous speech was indeed passionate and exhilarating, this matter ultimately involved seeking assistance from others. In the end, a slight display of self-importance served to ease the atmosphere.

Jiang Jianmo gradually fell into deep thought, while Yang Yi's tone became increasingly passionate, as if he possessed an innate ability to resonate with the hearts of others: "Life is more bizarre than fiction, and history is merely the lives of our ancestors that have faded away. So why can't we make history more vivid and lively? Elegant prose and colorful narratives? These have never been the enemies of history! Never! What we currently lack is a serious yet captivating 'dramatic interpretation.' Only by shedding the heavy cloak that envelops history can we truly enable the Chinese people to understand their own history!" Elegant prose and colorful narratives? These have never been the enemies of history! Never! What we currently lack is a serious yet captivating 'dramatic interpretation.' Only by shedding the heavy cloak that envelops history can we truly enable the Chinese people to understand their own history!

Moreover, if even the poetry of Bai Xiangshan pursues the idea that 'an old woman can understand,' how is it that those historians insist on going against this principle? Yang Yi ultimately presented the most compelling argument, serving as a conclusion to his discourse

This is my driver, Xiao Wang, and also Aunt Huang, who is in charge of household management. Don't you advocate for bringing history closer to the common people? Then let them be your gatekeepers first. Jiang Jianmo had actually come to reluctantly accept Yang Yi's words in his heart. Therefore, although he still had reservations about this manuscript, he felt it necessary to reason things out in front of his daughter and her classmates. Thus, he simply called the driver and the housekeeper to help him out.

"You little brat, why are you in such a hurry! My eyesight isn't good, so I read slowly. Please wait a moment..."

This expression, which lasted for no more than one thousandth of a second, was captured with remarkable accuracy by Jiang Nan. Thus, when their gazes met, she delivered a sharp look that conveyed "恩 https://m.hetushu.com.com will settle the score with you, mother" before instantly resuming her smile

Oh, do you mean that your manuscript can compare to Bai's poetry? Jiang Jianmo asked in surprise, a smile appearing on his face for the first time

Laugh if you want to; holding it in could lead to hormonal imbalances, and that would be the end of it! Yang Yi slightly curled the corner of his mouth.

Therefore, one can assist him once, but he must contribute something in return

Divide a stack of paper into two portions and hand them to the two somewhat uneasy individuals: "Here, please help me take a look at the quality."

It is understandable that this esteemed secretary does not wish to extend a helping hand, but such an evaluation of his work is somewhat difficult for Yang Yi to accept. The stack of manuscripts before him is not a product of effortless plagiarism, but rather a culmination of his countless efforts. Although it may not be necessary to seek the favor of this esteemed secretary for publication, leaving in disgrace after being looked down upon, as opposed to departing gracefully on his own accord, is a matter that pertains to one's dignity in life

Yang Yi certainly understands his meaning, as Huang Renyu has received mixed reviews in academic circles, and debates about him continue to this day, which is a fact. However, this does not affect his confidence in continuing to speak: "Although there is no conclusion, what significant role has this gentleman played in the popularization and dissemination of historical knowledge among the general public? And does the vast majority of the knowledge he has disseminated conform to historical facts?"

Jiang Jianmo's face showed some difficulty in maintaining composure. This colloquial expression, used to metaphorically describe a situation that is intricate and complex, originally emerged, particularly within the circles of historians, to depict the bewilderment and helplessness people feel when confronted with the vastness of five thousand years of history.

Initially, I thought this boy merely regarded history as a story to be read, but from his understanding of the academic field of history and the books he possesses, it appears he has put in considerable effort. This even caused Jiang Jianmo, who has always advocated for a rigorous approach to historical research, to nod in agreement internally

"That is merely the reaction of those who do not understand history, unable to attain the grapes, and it only serves to provoke laughter." Jiang Jianmo did not express any opinion on Yang Yi's statement, yet this response itself revealed his unwillingness to accept the situation

Seeing Jiang Jianmo's expressionless face, Yang Yi naturally understood that this was the psychological tactic of this esteemed secretary. It is likely that such a psychological strategy would be exceptionally effective on ninety-nine percent of people! If it were another young literary enthusiast who faced such criticism from this scholarly secretary, their mind would probably be in a state of confusion, leaving no room for discernment, let alone rebuttal.

After half a day's effort, it was not until Jiang's father and daughter, under Yang Yi's insistence, had finished their dinner at the dining table and returned that...

Ah, Aunt Huang, have you finished watching? I am still waiting to see what happens next

However, there was not the slightest expression on her face, nor did she respond to Yang Yi's question. Instead, she picked up the manuscript and glanced at it casually, then said淡淡道: "Do you think my assessment is incorrect?"

However, for Yang Yi, who has seen through Jiang Jianmo's thoughts, these do not constitute any so-called pressure. Having been reborn from the era of information explosion in later generations is his greatest advantage and reliance. Therefore, regarding the Secretary's behavior, Yang Yi merely smiled indifferently, seemingly dismissive: "A complete twenty-four histories, I do not know where to ... ... "

a young and capable young man, a rural woman in her forties or fifties

Vulgar? Ha!

Rest assured, this draft is meant for the common people, having Xiao Tang come would be of no use! Quickly take this, this is the task! Once Secretary Jiang imposed this heavy responsibility, the two had no choice but to hesitate and accept the draft to read it.