It was Liu, deputy secretary of the county party Committee, who was beheaded. His head was hung on the top of the tallest cedar tree in front of the county government office building, and his headless body was in the luxury suite of the only three-star hotel in the county. What is even more bizarre is that the body sitting on the sofa "has no blood at all" and "the broken head is as flat as if it had been branded with a soldering iron-some people say it is as flat as if it had been treated with quick-freezing technology".
The story left a lot of suspense: what happened and who separated the deputy secretary of the county party Committee. What kind of sharp weapon is made so clean? Is it a vendetta or a love murder? Or dissatisfaction with bureaucrats.
This leads to a series of "legends": from the current "moonlight chop" legend to the 1958 story and legend about iron and steel smelting and the "Cultural Revolution", and finally to the legend of the truth of Deputy Secretary Liu's incident. These enigmatic or completely unexpected legends are false and true, real and false, and convey very rich contents of reality and historical life. [
This "prototype" in Mo Yan's Moonlight Chop has the taste of Ah Q written by Lu Xun. He is a lazy democracy. He does not dispute. What he lacks is warrior spirit. Foreign forces harmed his own interests. He is just complaining and muddling along. He had no choice but to go to the black knight. Moonlight chop is a variant of this "prototype", and the brilliance of the work lies in hiding revenge.
Mo Yan was deeply influenced by Lu Xun's Casting Sword, a historical novel included in Lu Xun's Stories. But Mo Yan's works are by no means Mr. Re-reading's. Mo Yan is the spirit of creation and the pioneer of artistic development. Moonlight chop has its own new symbol and new meaning. Moonlight Chop not only describes the chivalrous spirit we yearn for, but also exposes the subtle inertia of the people and deepens our understanding of the people.
The work describes the process of steelmaking: "They put more than 100 worn Japanese helmets, more than 50 iron pots, 10000 coffin nails and 1000 rohan coins into the steelmaking furnace, but only one spoonful of molten steel flowed out when tapping. This is the essence of real metal. Seven sharp blue lights went straight into the sky, and seven meteors fell into the ladle along the blue light. When they landed, the golden light and the blue light rubbed violently, giving off a harsh light and emitting a strong aroma of burning ice ... "
Sword-casting scene: "When the fathers lifted the green steel onto the anvil with the No.1 tongs, the blacksmith's shop became a world as transparent as ice, and the people and things in the room were like ancient objects, solidified in a pale blue amber. At this time, only by careful observation can you see the fish-shaped steel lying on the chopping block, trembling all over, not knowing whether it is pain or excitement. The old blacksmith touched the blue steel instead of tapping it with a small hammer. Three sons, each with a 18 pound sledgehammer, struck the hammer. Next, the old blacksmith's small hammer pounded like a chicken pecking rice, and the sledgehammer in the third son's hand pounded like the hoof of a fierce horse in Mercedes-Benz with great speed but clear nodes. Strangely, there was no sound. Usually, the noise made by the father and son when they are striking the iron can be heard in half a street, and even the whistle of the train is covered. But now, this kind of forging and this kind of labor is extremely fierce, but the chirping of crickets in the corner is very loud, which makes people feel sad in late autumn and short life. "
Brilliant literary language, fantastic imagination, fascinating, shocking, shocking and magical steelmaking and forging process determine this strange blade.
This is reminiscent of the golden hoop that the Monkey King used to anchor the sea in the Journey to the West. People like the Monkey King's narrow-mindedness, and hope he has a magic weapon. How similar this is.
Mo Yan shaped the image of that family in his articles. The article said: "Outside the east gate of the county, there is an ancient Dongguan village. There is a blacksmith named Li in the village. Li, the blacksmith, lost his wife for sixty years, and his three sons became adults one after another. Neither of them has a wife. They work while the iron is hot with their father. Both father and son are illiterate. During the Spring Festival, a former private school teacher in the village was asked to write couplets. This man is so interesting that he wrote: "Four bachelors are at a door, and eight hammers are given to father and son. "Horizontal criticism is against the rules, and there are only three words: playing hardball. This conference is very famous and everyone in the county knows it. " But it is this ordinary family, begging the words of the mysterious girl, "I have a good piece of steel, please help me with the knife ... see?" It's such a piece of steel, I want you to hit it. "The old blacksmith was ill in bed, unwilling to strike while the iron was hot. He took off his tattered coat, exposed his bony chest, scooped a ladle of cold water from the bucket, gulped it down, wiped his mouth, straightened his back, and said, sons, make a fire! ! ! ..... When the shape of the knife gradually appeared on the anvil, it cost three lives.
You take it away. With this, the old blacksmith fell back and stopped breathing.
You take it away. With this, the old blacksmith's eldest son stopped breathing at once.
You take it away. With this, the second son of the old blacksmith stopped breathing at once.
You take it away. Said the youngest son of the old blacksmith.
The girl grabbed the knife as if holding a piece of moonlight and said to the blacksmith's little son, come with me. "
This skinny old man, chivalrous and fearless, gave his precious life for a responsibility, for the inheritance of the blacksmith's family and for a "righteousness". This is a replica of the chivalrous spirit pursued by Lu Xun and Mo Yan today.
Mo Yan wrote more than once about passionate, mysterious and poetic activities while the iron is hot. In his famous work "Transparent Carrots", Mo Yan wrote a tall, thin, purple-red old blacksmith, deadpan, stiff as a tile, with stunts, singing desolate and sad songs. There are three blacksmiths in my aunt's house. Among them, Lao Han is tall and thin, with a long neck, deep wrinkles on his face, baldness and tearful eyes. It seems that Mo Yan's understanding of life and his pursuit of ideal personality are all pinned on the rhythmic forging and impact of metal.
After Mo Yan entered the WTO, his "civilian writing view" forced him to face the real social reality today. His writing can't be without the psychology and aspirations of the helpless people, and moonlight is only a manifestation of social reality. As written in the moonlight chop, ordinary people think so and do the same.
From Mo Yan's short story "Moonlight Chopping" to the cold spectator in the short story "Thumb Cuffed", and then to the trinity psychology and image of spectator, executioner and victim in the novel "Sandalwood Punishment", Mo Yan's artistic exploration reached the extreme, which greatly enriched Lu Xun's national thought.
The legendary moonlight chop is a daydream of revenge for the weak.
Readers still see the bright side of fighting in the article, and there are always a small number of people who come out and take to the streets. The article wrote, "When the crime-solving experts in provinces, cities and counties racked their brains to think, a legend blew all over the county like the wind. Even the two projects that love the people on Yong 'an Street are covered with green mosaics, and the public toilets with Baima Seck inside have never been missed-the toilet urinal-on the wall of Baima Seck, someone-maybe a ghost-wrote three big characters in crayons: Moonlight Chop-Of course, this legend spread from the county to the countryside and even to other counties, provinces and foreign countries. Those three words, each as big as a football, have childish handwriting. At first glance, it looks like a naughty child doodling, but after careful study, it looks like a person with a good calligraphy foundation. "The slogan" Moonlight Cut "appeared all over the city, which naturally expressed the common desire of the people to punish the unjust oppressors with extraordinary power.
The name "Moonlight Chop" is beautiful, and the writing style is "very Mo Yan". It also uses the formal structure of "Yi Meier" and "attachment" at the beginning and end, which seems to be a novel. But if you look closely, you will feel old.
The story here is old-fashioned, the main core is born out of Yu Mei's ruler, and even the author himself "consciously" mentions it at the end of the novel; The "brilliant" part is old, and those dazzling renderings of color and sensory instinct have been popularized by the film Red Sorghum since Transparent Carrots, which is familiar to people all over the country, not to mention literary readers.
In the novels Sandalwood Punishment and Forty-one Guns, Mo Yan's skills have been renovated. Now, it is really difficult to produce much artistic impact by turning around and playing old tricks. This is not only a problem of readers' "aesthetic fatigue", but also because the text has lost its vitality and is full of glib tone. The only "new" thing is the form of email, but its application is really like a writer who changed his pen too late and didn't seek novelty from the beginning.
The so-called new form has no essential connection with the content of the novel. If the words "Yi Meier" at the beginning and end are deleted, the theme of the story in the "Annex" is basically intact. As a short story, this formal exploration can basically be said to be a failure. Moreover, if the subject of the story is in the attachment, the narrator should be the nephew who sent the attachment, but when he enters the story, he finds that the tone of the narrator has changed to Mo Yan, as if the author had forgotten the attachment. Such a low-level mistake makes people wonder whether this form of "Yi Meier" was picked up by Mo Yan and pasted up. Objectively speaking, the artistic level of this novel is not low.