216. Punch the Literary Nursing Home (Part 7) (Page 1/2)
Although he looked embarrassed.
But after a moment's silence, Mr. Huan Ying looked at Cui Xian with a blush and said, "Shame on you! Rotten wood is hard to carve, and a dim mirror is hard to reflect."
"I have studied the classics for eighty years, yet I cannot answer your question."
Since Cui Xian accepted the five-year agreement and took the stage in Kaifeng, he debated a total of three times.
The first time, Chen Chong debated with the great scholar and won after two rounds.
The second time, Mr. Bian Xiuwen won in one round.
Now this third debate is even more exaggerated and outrageous.
Mr. Huan Ying lost without even saying a word!
He was 82 years old, the principal of Yuelu Academy, a leading representative of the ancient Confucian classics school, and a living fossil of Daliang literary circles.
Mr. Huan Ying!
On the debate platform.
The 14-year-old Cui Xian is young, unrestrained and full of energy.
Huan Ying, 82 years old, has a hunched back and gray hair.
The comparison between the two is truly shocking.
Countless old eyes in the audience stared at Cui Xian in a daze, their expressions seemed to be neither crying nor crying, and even contained fear.
They were still digesting the fact that Mr. Huan Ying had lost.
Also, it seems that "The Book of Shang" is really going to be finished!
No one could have imagined that thousands of old Confucian scholars gathered in Kaifeng to teach the traitor Cui Xian a lesson, but the final outcome would be like this.
Only Mr. Xiu Wen, looking at Mr. Huan Ying, who had lost even more miserably than himself, had a pale and embarrassed look on his face that slightly improved.
In silence.
Cui Xian took Mr. Huan Ying's hand and bowed, then asked, "Old sir, do you know why I'm in trouble?"
ah? !
Normally in this situation, shouldn't the younger generation be humble when faced with the senior's admission of defeat?
Why are you still chasing and beating me?
Mr. Dong Lai laughed out loud, not trying to hide his gloating.
Ban Lin and Xun Zhang were having a hard time holding back their laughter.
Mr. Huan Ying opened his mouth, his face slightly red, and asked hesitantly, "I'd like to hear more about it."
Cui Xian said seriously, "The Book of Documents originally contained errors and erroneous texts, just like a jade tablet covered in dust. If you use a fragment of the book as a guide, it's like testing the sharpness of a broken blade. How can you not fail?"
This is truly outrageous.
If it had been earlier, the old scholars in the audience would definitely have attacked him and cursed him.
However, at this moment, no one spoke.
They were frightened by Cui Xian's beating.
So I learned my lesson.
Huan Ying was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he clapped his hands and laughed, "Brilliant! According to this, it's not my fault, but the fault of the Book of Documents!"
Then he wiped his brow with a look of relief: "Otherwise, this embarrassing situation today would have ruined my reputation for half my life!"
In the audience.
Many old Confucian scholars had distorted faces, but they dared not speak out.
You don't think you're funny, do you?
What a hellish joke!
Cui Xian followed suit with a laugh: "Old Master, this is the meaning of 'observing one's faults and knowing one's benevolence'."
This statement comes from The Analects of Confucius.
The Master said, "Everyone's faults are due to his own party. By observing their faults, one can understand benevolence."
He followed Mr. Huan Ying's advice and helped the old man out of the predicament.
But, where is the 'pass'?
——'Guo' is in "Shangshu".
The smile on Huan Ying's face slowly faded.
Mr. Ban Lin and Mr. Xun Zhang also squinted their eyes and looked at Cui Xian.
This young man is really courageous!
Today, he was determined to put a "pass" on the "Book of Shang"!
The atmosphere around suddenly became tense.
Countless old Confucian scholars in Confucian robes had gloomy faces and flickering eyes.
They did not win the debate against Cui Xian.
But it doesn’t mean that "Shangshu" is doomed!
Just like before, hundreds and thousands of them spoke up at the same time and scolded Cui Xian.
At this moment, they can also use their power to overwhelm others!
As long as Huan Ying takes the lead, and thousands of old Confucian scholars jointly submit a letter of criticism, even if Cui Xian has a chief minister and a master, he cannot say that he can escape unscathed.
Is it so easy to break the "classical order" that has been running the ancient Confucian classics school for thousands of years?
If 'burning Cui Xian to death' could end this crisis, I believe there would be no shortage of academic lunatics in the audience who would jump up and drag Cui Xian to death together.
It seemed that he realized something was wrong.
The officers from Kaifeng County Government and the prefectural government quietly held their knives and maintained order.
The people looked surprised.
The large number of young scholars present frequently looked at the old Confucian scholars around them, with panic and anger on their faces.
What are you preparing for!
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If you can't win the argument, are you going to play dirty?
Pei Jian, Zhuang Jin, Yan Siyuan and the others didn't dare to say a single word, their eyes full of vigilance.
Behind the debate platform, Dashan and a group of bodyguards were already hesitating whether to rush forward.
critical moment.
But then Mr. Huan Ying was heard reciting leisurely: "The Master said: 'The younger generation is to be feared. How can we know that those who come after will be inferior to those now? If at forty or fifty they are still unknown, then they are not to be feared."
Just such a simple sentence can be called an indiscriminate critical hit.
He stabbed the old Confucian scholars present in their broken hearts with his knife.
The faces of those who were stabbed turned pale and blue.
It looks a bit funny and a bit pitiful.
The tense atmosphere just now dissipated in an instant.
"You can break through the wall, why should I be the guardian of the tomb?"
Mr. Huan Ying seemed to be completely oblivious to the changes happening around him. He stretched out his hand and tremblingly straightened his clothes.
Then he looked at Cui Xian and said seriously, "However, I do have a question: The key to studying is to 'follow the classics' to inherit the orthodox doctrine, or to 'question the ancients and seek the truth' to clarify one's true heart?"
Wow!
As soon as these words were spoken, countless old Confucian scholars were shocked.
There was even an old scholar who disregarded etiquette and angrily shouted, "Mr. Huan Ying, please be careful with your words!"
As a representative of the ancient Confucian classics school, of course one should firmly adhere to the principle of "only following the classics"!
Where does the "doubt of the ancients and pursuit of truth" come from?
This isn't even a question worth asking!
But Mr. Huan Ying asked the question in public.
The person he asked was Cui Xian, the traitor who found many loopholes in the Book of Documents!
This question completely changes the nature of the question.
The sanctity of the scriptures has never been questionable, but can now be refuted!
But they don't know yet...
It's more than just a change in nature?
Soon, we will usher in the craziest, most absurd, most shocking scene in the history of literature, which will be remembered in history books.
Ban Lin and Xun Zhang looked at each other, and glanced at their uncle Huan Ying's sleeve.
There, there is a piece of mountain-length jade sceptre.
Mr. Huan Ying did not ask a question.
It’s a test of teaching.
It's a heritage.
It is the future of Yuelu Academy.
It is...the origin of the scriptures.
Can the young people before us carry such a heavy burden?
Under Mr. Donglai's gaze full of satisfaction and pride.
His disciple Cui Xian, neither humble nor arrogant, flicked his sleeves, looked at Huan Ying and said with a bright smile: "Please teach me, old master."
Huan Ying said, "I have a question."
Cui Xian said, "Please teach me."
Then this is no longer a one-sided inquiry.
Instead, it became a debate.
How could there be such a cute, interesting and likable young man?
Huan Ying's brows curved, and he felt his heart become especially soft.
He spoke softly and slowly, as if speaking casually. He looked at Cui Xian and smiled, "The Book of Filial Piety says: 'I dare not wear clothes that are not in accordance with the laws of the former kings, and I dare not speak words that are not in accordance with the laws of the former kings.'"
"Since the words of the Dharma have come from the mouth of the sage, how dare we disobey them? It is like a rushing river; how can we trace its source backward?"
He is indeed a 'living fossil'.
When it comes to debate, he can do it effortlessly and return to basics.
There was no trace of the embarrassment he had felt before when he was stumped by the 'Five Confusions'.
Cui Xian thought for a moment and replied, "The Book of Changes says, 'The main channels change, each corrects its own destiny.' If rivers must follow their original courses, why did King Yu dredge the Nine Rivers?"
"The sage observed the world from above and below and created the Book of Changes, teaching us to emulate the new changes of heaven and earth."
Mr. Huan Ying continued to smile. "The Book of Rites clearly instructs: 'Do not suppress opinions, do not be repetitive.' Zheng's commentary says: 'You must refer to the ancient past and praise the former kings.' Of course, being repetitive is unacceptable, but isn't it even more dangerous to stray from the orthodox teachings?"
Cui Xian raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Mencius ridiculed Prime Minister Chen for 'you double your teacher and learn from him.' However, when Xu Xing advocated the idea of 'joint cultivation,' Mencius also refuted it. If one only follows the teacher, why would one refute Xu Xing?"
"We should learn from Mencius and learn from his heart rather than his deeds!"
Without warning, they began arguing.
And the fight started quickly and back and forth.
Various allusions come to mind.
So much so that after several exchanges, the countless spectators present finally realized in shock—
What a fascinating debate this was!
There were even scholars who wrote down what was said while listening.
Even the Confucian scholars who hated the "traitor" Cui Xian to the core were now infatuated and fascinated.
This is what can be called a debate!
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