212. Punch the Wentan Nursing Home (Part 3) (Page 1/2)
When Huan Ying, the old principal of Yuelu Academy, was trembling as he held the "Poetry Collection" in his hands, flipping through it eagerly, and even had some vague enlightenment.
Kaifeng Prefecture.
Countless old Confucian scholars gathered in the streets and alleys.
They suppressed their fear and shouted at the top of their lungs: Everyone, now that Mr. Huan Ying has come out of seclusion, he will definitely suppress the traitor Cui Xian!
The Book of Shang is sacred and cannot be violated!
However.
No matter how fiercely they shouted slogans, the sense of unease still spread everywhere.
These old Confucian scholars who came from all directions of Daliang to teach Cui Xian a lesson had never thought that—
They arrived in Kaifeng in high spirits, but before they even met Cui Xian, they were frightened by the ten questions he asked about the Book of Documents.
at the same time.
The content of Cui Xian's ten questions about the Book of Documents was also spreading rapidly outside Kaifeng.
It seems that it is only a matter of time before a new round of literary earthquake is triggered.
The next three days were undoubtedly three days of agony for the literati community in Kaifeng.
The teachers in the academy went on strike.
The students have no interest in studying.
Kaifeng Prefecture School even closed for seven days for this reason.
Teahouses and taverns were full of scholars in Confucian robes, arguing with red faces!
Could it be that "Shangshu" is really a fake book?
Could it be that all twenty sutras have flaws?
It's a mess!
The whole Kaifeng is in chaos!
Cui Xian, with his own strength, stirs up the world's literary world!
The third day.
When the morning light breaks.
Countless scholars in Confucian robes rushed to the debate platform outside Kaifeng Prefecture School with feelings of anxiety, complexity, or anger.
Today's grand occasion is even more spectacular than the day when Cui Xian first stepped onto the debate platform!
With Kaifeng Prefecture School as the center, it spread all the way to Daxiangguo Temple and even to the farther Zhouqiao Wharf, and it was densely packed with people.
Today, every Kaifeng resident who walks out of his house in the morning and sees this scene will open his eyes wide and shout "Hey, Japanese spies!"
The officials from the government office and the county yamen were so anxious that they kept scratching their heads.
How many years has it been since our Kaifeng Prefecture has been so lively?
The influence of the little prodigy Cui Xian is truly terrifying!
The people just sighed at the unprecedented grandness of the scene.
But only the readers were worriedly thinking——
Behind this unprecedentedly terrifying and grand scene is an even more terrifying and grand "storm of Confucian classics"!
Does the Book of Documents really contain leaks?
This anxiety was temporarily relieved after Mr. Huan Ying, Mr. Ban Lin, Mr. Xun Zhang, and six other old Confucian scholars joined hands to step onto the debate stage.
Countless scholars cheered loudly.
Mr. Huan Ying, wearing a thick cotton coat, walked tremblingly onto the debate platform with the support of Ban Lin and Xun Zhang.
The 82-year-old man, his head buzzing with the noise, squinted his eyes and asked eagerly, "Where's young friend Cui Xian? Why hasn't he come yet?"
"I still have a few questions I don't understand, and I want to ask him—"
Huan Ying didn't finish his words.
Mr. Ban Lin coughed loudly and said in irritation, "Speak more quietly. You are so old and still want to ask questions of the young. Is it really honorable?"
"And Uncle Master, don't forget that we are here today to defend the ancient text school of classics and to protect the Book of Shangshu."
"With so many people watching, you should at least give a little performance!"
oh.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Huan Ying pursed his lips and nodded reluctantly.
Fortunately, the cheers all around were so loud that the other six old scholars who were accompanying him did not hear what Mr. Huan Ying said.
Otherwise, they would probably just step down and go home.
Amidst the noise.
Ban Lin and Xun Zhang looked at each other, and then tacitly looked at the jade sceptre in Uncle Huan Ying's sleeve, and felt their scalps tingling.
Especially Xun Zhang, who suffers from social anxiety, even wanted to run away.
That's crazy, folks!
After today's debate, regardless of whether the "Book of Documents" will be destroyed or not, half of their ancient text classics school will be destroyed!
at the same time.
Cui family.
The old Cui family, Pei Jian, Zhuang Jin, Yan Siyuan, Su Qi and others followed Cui Xian out with excited and uneasy expressions.
Mr. Donglai came to pick up his apprentice as usual and went to the debate platform together.
Before leaving, he instructed mysteriously, "My dear disciple, you don't have to worry about that old man named Huan Ying. He has a very strange temper. He likes people who show off their temper and don't like him."
"So when you're on the debate stage, you don't have to be nice to him. Everything will be based on your ability."
"Of course, if he wants to give you anything, you can take it."
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Ah this.
After listening to this, Cui Xian smiled and blinked: "It seems that the teacher has quietly arranged everything for his disciple."
Mr. Donglai laughed proudly.
Seeing the master and disciple chatting and laughing in a relaxed manner, Pei Jian and others were very impressed.
Now the whole of Kaifeng has been turned upside down by the Ten Questions on the Book of Documents, and hundreds of thousands of scholars under the debate stage are on the verge of collapse.
Faced with such a horrific scene, could Brother Xian still laugh?
Anyone who sees this will say it’s awesome!
Yan Siyuan and other former black fans were even more adoring, their eyes sparkling with admiration: "After today, all the old scholars in Kaifeng will be forced to kneel down and bow their heads!"
This is an extreme exaggeration.
But he could hear Pei Jian, Zhuang Jin, Su Qi, Lao Cui and others getting inexplicably excited.
You know what, it actually feels good. What happened?
Only Cui Xian, who was about to go to the "battle", smiled brightly, then got on the carriage and rushed to Kaifeng Prefecture School with his teacher.
The next debate is destined to be not peaceful.
Since he attacked the "Maoshixu", questioned the "Shangshu", and wrote the "Shiji Zhuan", there was no turning back!
In this case, let’s let the fire of ideological innovation burn even more fiercely!
Chen time.
Kaifeng Prefecture School, under the debate stage.
Under the watchful eyes of thousands, Mr. Dong Lai led his disciple Cui Xian to take the stage for the second time!
After nearly two months of seclusion and a great enlightenment, Cui Xian was wearing a sky blue gown today. His brows were full of confidence and he was particularly dazzling!
Is this person Cui Xian, the young man who suppressed thousands of scholars with his own strength?
Even though everyone hated the arrogance of this sutra thief, they still had to praise him:
The young master is unparalleled in the world!
Besides, he is really young!
On stage.
Mr. Huan Ying, 82 years old, is old and his eyesight is not very good. He squinted his cloudy eyes and his gaze was almost fixed on Cui Xian, unwilling to move away.
This boy is even more pleasing than Dong Lai back then.
Ban Lin and Xun Zhang watched from the side with their mouths twitching: Uncle Master, you don’t even want to act!
At least be reserved!
What if I get rejected again because of my ugliness?
But at this moment, no one paid attention to Mr. Huan Ying's abnormality.
Everyone's eyes are on Cui Xian!
Moreover, they also prepared a warning for this thief!
On the debate platform.
See Choi Hyun finally show up.
An old scholar with gray hair and gray clothes stepped forward, looked down at Cui Xian, and shouted, "The Taishi says that the white fish and the red crow are the symbols of King Wu's command!"
"Cui Xian, you slandered the holy scriptures with your vulgar wisdom. You are not a saint and do not follow the law. Your crime should be burned and you should be executed!"
As the old scholar's sharp voice fell.
Hundreds of old Confucian scholars from all directions looked at Cui Xian and cursed him in unison: "You are blaspheming the classics, disrupting the teachings and bringing disaster to the country. You should be excommunicated as a heretic, your manuscripts burned, and your body executed!"
This scene is really too horrifying.
The old scholars' roars were as cadenced as thunder and the cries of weapons!
Their shouts filled half of the sky above Kaifeng Prefecture.
The students were panic-stricken.
The people were shocked and suspicious.
Some people who were there even had their ears buzzing from the shock.
Countless old Confucian scholars looked at Cui Xian viciously.
This is their ancient text classics school, which is upholding the sanctity of classics. Anyone who attempts to destroy or slander the classics should be punished!
Yan Siyuan, Pei Jian and others who followed Cui Xian were so shocked by the sudden roar that their faces turned pale before they could even stand still.
They were just affected and could no longer withstand it.
Not to mention Choi Hyun who was specifically targeted?!
However.
Cui Xian, who was at the center of the storm and was scolded by millions of people, did not show any fear in his eyes.
He walked steadily up the debate platform, looking at the countless old Confucian scholars below who were glaring at him, and said loudly: "If the classics cannot tolerate even a single word of doubt, then all the Six Classics will become dry bones in a grave! What you are bowing to is the source of living water—"
"Or is it a rotting corpse wrapped in silk and embroidered coffin?!"
"As for what you said about me, Cui Xian, should I be punished by having my manuscripts burned and my body executed?"
Speaking of this.
The young man in blue on the stage flicked his sleeves.
Standing in the wind, his sleeves fluttering and his long hair dancing, he looked like a sword drawn from its sheath, sharp, resolute and unstoppable!
He raised his chin and said something that shocked the whole audience -
"Why should real gold fear fire?"
"Where you burn me—that is when the great furnace forges the Dao!"
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