215. Punch the Literary Nursing Home (Part 6) (Page 1/2)
Save the Book of Documents?
Cui Xian said: No!
Not to mention Mr. Huan Ying, even if the Jade Emperor came today, he wouldn’t be able to save us!
Your "Book of Shang" is about to be destroyed.
Amid the wailing and crying of the old Confucian scholars.
Cui Xian, who was standing on the debate platform, looked at Mr. Huan Ying, an old man with gray hair and a hunched back, who was highly regarded by everyone.
August is a hot summer.
The old man in front of me was wearing a thick cotton coat, and there was a hint of decadence between his brows.
It seems like it will fall down if the wind blows.
But the old man himself seemed to be unaware of it. His withered eyes were staring at Cui Xian with admiration, which looked quite worthless.
Cui Xian was stunned.
He hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at the teacher behind him with a questioning look.
Mr. Donglai smiled quietly and said nothing.
There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
Before leaving today, Mr. Donglai said to his apprentice: "That old man named Huan Ying is very strange. He likes to show off his temper. I don't like him. When you get on the debate platform, everything will be based on your ability."
Cui Xian didn't understand at that time.
But now I vaguely understand.
then.
Under the shocked and astonished gaze of countless people around.
Cui Xian, dressed in a sky-blue robe, took a few steps forward and bowed to Mr. Huan Ying. He said, "Xian has studied the Book of Documents for years, but doubts remain, like fog blocking a river."
"The ten questions I have raised so far are like a stone sunk into a deep pool, leaving no echo. Is this what the Classic of Thoughts says, 'Thinking without learning is dangerous'?"
"Now I have accumulated five kinds of doubts, and I wish to follow the way of 'sharpening and polishing each other'. I humbly pray that the old master will spread his wisdom and enlighten my ignorant mind."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell into silence.
Mr. Xiu Wen, who had just lost cleanly, turned from pale to red in the face, and was so ashamed and angry that he felt embarrassed.
What does it mean to be like a stone sinking into a deep pool, leaving no echo behind?
The Ten Questions on the Book of Documents suppressed all the old Confucian scholars in the city, and the faith of countless people was shattered.
In your opinion, Cui Xian, all this is nothing to worry about?
How outrageous! How outrageous!
What is even more frightening is that the old Confucian scholars asked Mr. Huan Ying to come out and deal with Cui Xian.
Huan Ying hasn't spoken yet.
Cui Xian took the initiative to stand up and fight back!
He also threatened to "accumulate five more delusions"!
So the ten questions in "Shangshu" are not finished yet, and there are still five questions left?
hiss.
For a moment, the old Confucian scholars looked at Cui Xian with fear in their eyes.
And I prayed sincerely in my heart: Mr. Huan Ying, you must hold on!
...Mr. Huan Ying was distracted.
With the shameful and angry reminders from Ban Lin and Xun Zhang, the old gentleman finally woke up from his dream.
He coughed lightly, looked at the flamboyant and lively young man in front of him with a smile, and said gently, "Good."
"I am now in my eighties, and I have studied the classics with all my heart. Although I dare not claim to understand the principles of heaven and earth, I have never been lazy in studying the books of sages."
"If you have any doubts, you can tell me. I am willing to use the light of a dying candle to discuss the truth with you."
As expected, he is Mr. Huan Ying!
As soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed the demeanor of a great scholar!
The old Confucian scholars who were originally in despair now had a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
Mr. Huan Ying himself was also very satisfied with what he said.
It shows the tolerance of elders and their encouragement to the younger generations.
This time... I can't be rejected because of my ugliness, right?
As for the five doubts raised by Cui Xian, Mr. Huan Ying was not worried at all.
Previously, although the ten questions in the Book of Documents were tricky and sharp, they were not without room for rebuttal.
At the age of 82, he has read all the books in the world.
If nothing unexpected happens, answering this child's five questions should be... not difficult, right?
Mr. Huan Ying stood on the debate platform with his hands behind his back.
Although he was thin and hunched, he looked like an insurmountable mountain to everyone.
Unfortunately, an accident happened.
Because Cui Xian is cheating.
The five temptations he prepared this time were beyond any possibility of rebuttal.
As soon as he opened his mouth——
Then it is bound to be a decisive victory!
Facing Mr. Huan Ying's gaze, which was so kind that it was almost unnatural.
Cui Xian laughed and said, "The Classic of Yao records Xihe's observations of the heavens, saying, 'The star and the bird in the middle of the sun indicate the middle of spring.' This describes how the four middle stars determine the four seasons."
"However, according to the calculations of the Jiheng, the precession of the equinoxes, and the time when the Pleiades and other stars are in the south, it actually coincides with the time when the Zhou Dynasty moved eastward, more than a thousand years after the Tao and Tang dynasties."
"This was a Zhou Dynasty prediction based on the weather forecasts of the time, falsely attributed to the astronomical phenomena of the Yao period. Jia Kui of the Eastern Han Dynasty already doubted this: "The Classic of Yao states that 'the day is short and the Pleiades appear'. The Pleiades actually appear at the beginning of winter, not the middle of winter."
"May I ask, old sir, what is the explanation for the absurdity regarding the four middle stars in the Yaodian?"
Mr. Huan Ying, who was standing with his hands behind his back, was stunned.
He frowned.
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Stand up straight.
Began to fall into deep thought.
Finally, he looked at Ban Lin and Xun Zhang beside him in confusion and embarrassment.
very good.
It has been many years since he felt this way...not knowing how to answer a question and being so anxious that he was scratching his head.
Ban Lin and Xun Zhang pretended not to notice their uncle's pleading look.
You can't even answer it, and you expect us to?
Under the debate stage.
After hearing Cui Xian's question, countless old Confucian scholars turned pale, looked shocked, and had horror in their eyes.
However, they did not collapse immediately, but looked at Mr. Huan Ying hopefully.
Old sir, please say something!
Mr. Huan Ying forced a smile out of embarrassment: "The young man's question is like a dragon spring emerging from its casket, its cold light compelling."
"I have studied the classics for eighty years, yet I am still trapped in this small space. Is this what Xunzi said, 'If you don't climb a high mountain, you won't know how high the sky is.'"
"May I ask... ahem, one more question?"
At this moment, with the debate platform as the center, the entire Kaifeng city seemed to have fallen into deathly silence.
Only the sobbing and unwilling gasps of some old scholars echoed pitifully in the crowd.
Cui Xian bowed and said, "The Tribute of Yu says 'Min Mountain leads to the Yangtze River', and the Min River is the source of the river."
"Yet the true source of rivers and streams is the Tibetan Snow Mountains, and the golden sands converge at the Min and Tuo Rivers after a thousand miles. The sage Yu toiled hard to dredge the mountains and rivers, so how could he not distinguish the main streams and tributaries?"
"This error was caused by the scholars of the capital during the Warring States period, who, living in seclusion in the Central Plains, had no idea that there was a world beyond Yongliang. Therefore, they took the Min and Tuo areas as the ultimate boundaries. This proves that the 'Tribute of Yu' was not written by Yu himself, but was the fabrication of those who were not familiar with the geography."
"May I ask, old sir, what is the explanation for the error 'Minshan leads the river' in the 'Tribute of Yu'?"
"The Tribute of Yu" was not written by Yu himself.
These words sounded like a sudden thunder in spring.
It shocked countless readers.
Even Pei Jian, Zhuang Jin, Yan Siyuan and others who had just clamored to speak up for Cui Xian felt a little scalp-tingling.
They could no longer predict how today's debate would end.
In other words, after today's debate, a terrible storm will be set off in the entire Daliang, with Kaifeng as the center.
Only Old Cui was writing down the content of the debate furiously, while thinking calmly:
It's her turn to take action.
No matter how fierce this storm of Confucian classics is, don't even think about persecuting Xiange'er!
It’s time to sell off the thousands of pounds of frosting at home, and then start recruiting workers in Kaifeng!
Thousands of Tangfang workers are enough to help Xiange'er withstand this crisis.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Cui tensed up all over, as if facing a great enemy.
But for some reason, there was also an inexplicable thrill of excitement.
On the debate platform.
Mr. Huan Ying stared blankly at the youthful young man before him. After a long pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "I... have no idea."
Cui Xian nodded, and without pausing, he continued, "Xia Qi's 'Gan Shi' lists You Hu's crimes as 'insulting the five elements and neglecting the three principles.'"
"The 'Five Elements' paired with virtues, and the 'Three Regularities' establishing the lunar calendar, are all theories of Yin-Yang theory dating back to the Zhou Dynasty. The writing of the early Xia Dynasty was crude, as evidenced by oracle bones. How could it possibly have involved the esoteric theories of the Warring States Period? It's like the regular script inscribed on Shang tripods and the foreign characters on Chu bamboo slips. The contradiction is obvious."
"This must be a Warring States sorcerer using the name of an ancient oath to peddle his theory of the five elements, thereby defacing the authenticity of the Xia Dynasty's inscriptions on tripods and bronze vessels."
"May I ask, old sir, what is the meaning of the absurdity of 'Five Elements and Three Corrections' in 'Gan Shi'?"
…
"The words 'When will the day of death come? You and I will both perish' in 'Tang's Oath' are stirring and moving, but after searching through numerous texts, I find they first appear in 'Mencius: The King Hui of Liang'."
"Mencius lived 1,600 years after Tang, so how could he have heard of these ancient oaths? Observing the tone of their writing, we can see that they compare Jie to the sun, expressing a resolute and sorrowful sentiment. This truly aligns with the spirit of passionate debate and discussion of the Warring States period, rather than the simple and unadorned oaths of the Xia and Shang dynasties."
"It is said that the followers of Mengzi, in order to highlight the revolution of Tang and Wu, imitated the ancients and inserted it into the Book of Documents, thus becoming a false rumor for thousands of years."
"May I ask, old sir, how can the 'time and day of mourning' in Tang's oath be explained as false?"
…
"Wuyi" says that Duke Zhou selected a wise king for the Yin Dynasty, referring to the 'Zhongzong' as Taiwu. However, the oracle inscriptions at the ruins of Yin confirm that 'Zhongzong' was actually a special title for Zu Yi, and that frequent sacrifices were offered to him, as clearly recorded in history."
"Duke Zhou was regent, and the Yin rituals were still alive. Moreover, the Zhou royal family, since King Wen, had studied the Yin's lessons carefully. How could they possibly confuse Tai Wu and Zu Yi?"
"This proves that Wu Yi must have been written during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. People at that time were already ignorant of the temple system of the Shang Dynasty and compiled it based on hearsay, thus causing Zhou Gong to be accused of making false statements."
"May I ask, old sir, what is the explanation for the discrepancy between the Yin and Shang dynasties in Wuyi?"
The center of the debate platform.
The 14-year-old Cui Xian stood tall and spoke with great force, and every question he asked was as sharp as a steel knife.
It blatantly exposed the Confucian classics scam that had been disguised for a thousand years!
Opposite him.
82-year-old Mr. Huan Ying was speechless.
A little embarrassed, a little fond of it.
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