Contrary to Zhang Zhao's expectation, the Guo family's family education in Guangchengbao turned out to be decent, with a special tutor, a special classroom and desks and stools made of earth and stones.
Moreover, everyone can enter the school, study for two days every ten days, and receive a basically full meal of grains.
Of course, most people without talent will know what to do after they recognize a hundred and eighty characters. Only those with talent will learn further.
Moreover, Zhang Zhao could tell at a glance how the Guo family managed to establish Nestorianism.
They were located in Balashagon, in the middle of the river. It was really difficult for them to connect with the country and absorb nutrients from the plains.
Among the classics in ethnology, there are only half of the incomplete "Thousand Character Classic", which is seriously missing, the "Five Classics of Justice" edited by Kong Yingda and the fragments of what is suspected to be the "Kaicheng Stone Classic".
The reason why it is called suspicious is that these books were obviously copied by the Guo family. Zhang Zhao has not read the "Kaicheng Stone Classic". Guo Guangsheng said it was, but Zhang Zhao always felt that this book had many omissions, including some prefaces.
Doesn't add up.
The most complete ones are the first eighty volumes of the "Book of Filial Piety" personally annotated by Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, and the "Tu Yuan Ce", a popular science enlightenment textbook on history and politics that has been lost to later generations.
There was such a shortage of classics that the scholars of the Guo family could no longer continue learning almost as soon as they had finished literacy. Almost all the classics that could be found in Anxi were related to religion.
Therefore, the biggest supplement to the study of Christianity is to translate the Nestorian scriptures into Chinese, and then let those in the tribe who are talented in reading learn them, and finally make changes.
In this river where illiteracy is common, a family like the Guo family that can mobilize the entire family's manpower and material resources to learn will inevitably stand out from the crowd and will gradually climb to the top of Nestorianism.
The power of knowledge is so powerful that now, two of the three great masters of Nestorian Buddhism, Balashagon, are members of the Guo family.
Zhang Zhao opened a copy of "Zhixuan Anle Jing", which is a Nestorian classic that records the dialogue between Christ Jesus and his disciple Simon Peter in the form of questions and answers.
This Simon Peter was one of the twelve disciples of Jesus, and was later recognized by the Holy See as the first pope.
But this was supposed to be a Nestorian classic, but Zhang Zhao was shocked.
Because the influence of Buddhism and Taoism can clearly be seen in it, many of the teachings expounded in the form of questions and answers are mixed with a lot of Buddhism, Taoism and even Confucianism.
Zhang Zhao also finally understood why the Nestorian god is called Aloha. This god is so Aloha. It is actually transliterated from the ancient Syrian word alaha, which means God.
In this "Zhixuan Anle Sutra", Aloha was translated into Aloha Great Heavenly Lord according to Chinese customs, Matthew became Dharma King Mingtai, Luke became Dharma King Lujia, etc.
It is obvious that when this classic was translated by the Guo family, a large number of private items were added, and then they translated these private items into Uighur again, thus completing the substitution.
How brilliant! No wonder Zheng Tong and Li Qilang were living in such misery in Shule, but the Guo family was able to prosper in Balashagon. Although they were still a little poor, they were really in control.
Live your own destiny.
Zhang Zhao suddenly really admired Guo Xuanli, and the slight dissatisfaction on the other side of the gate immediately disappeared.
This person first used the shell of Nestorianism to wrap up his people, and then used Nestorianism to absorb a large number of Uighur and other ethnic believers for his own use, thus adding another layer of insurance.
And when the talented people in the clan gradually became the middle and high-level Nestorian people, it was the Han classics that laid the literary foundation for them, and then they were exposed to the Nestorian scriptures.
This step-by-step approach not only ensures that the sect can continue to provide high-level monks, but also prevents the clan members from forgetting their roots.
"Mr. Guo, I don't know who translated this Zhixuan Anle Jing. Can you introduce it to me?"
Zhang Zhao asked sincerely. If he could use Nestorian classics to back and forth, then mix them with private materials, and finally be able to justify himself and come up with a new theory, if he were in the Central Plains, he would at least be at the level of a great Confucian. In Hezhong, he would be even more courageous.
There is a plan.
Guo Xuanli had a strange look on his face. He wanted to be humble, but at the same time he was very complacent. He tried hard to suppress the feeling of joy in his heart, but his two raised eyebrows told how happy his master was.
Guo Xuanli suddenly felt that Zhang Erlangjun in front of him was pretty good, because he could always scratch his own itch.
"So that the Duke will know that it was my father who translated and wrote the Zhixuan Anle Sutra!" Guo Guangcheng said with a proud face, looking very happy.
"It turns out it's really Mr. Guo! The Guo family has a talented and strategic leader!"
Zhang Zhao sighed repeatedly. He just thought it might be Guo Xuanli. As he spoke, Zhang Zhao rolled his eyes and saluted directly to Guo Xuanli.
“In this deserted land on the border, Mr. Guo adheres to Han culture and survives many hardships, so that his people can never forget their ancestors. He is a great hero for those of us who have lost our country and family!
If everyone can be like you, why worry about the Tang Dynasty not being revived, and why worry about falling into the trap of Hu Chen? Mr. Guo, please accept my respect."
This is a great ceremony to pay homage, and it can only be done to worship the Master of Heaven and Earth. Half of Zhang Zhao wanted to win over the Guo family, and the other half was really full of admiration.
Guo Xuanli was startled. He rushed over and tried to help Zhang Zhao up, but Zhang Zhao insisted on finishing the worship.
"I dare to ask Mr. Guo, how can I not fall into the trap of Hu Chen? Please teach me, Mr. Guo. I don't want my descendants to become barbarians, and I don't want them to end up becoming sheepherders who don't know the etiquette. They can't even remember their ancestors."
"The Duke comes from Dunhuang, and he is the nephew of the Great Sage and Emperor of Khotan. These two places have a strong Han culture and strong national power, which is enough to control the barbarians. Why do you still talk like this?"
After Guo Xuanli helped Zhang Zhao up, he asked with great emotion and confusion.
Zhang Zhao also took a careful look at Guo Xuanli before confirming that this old boy was not speaking sarcastically.
Could it be that the Guo family, who have lived in Balashagon for a long time, still think that Dunhuang is as glorious and prosperous as it was in the days of Zhang Yichao and Zhang Huaishen?
In contrast, Zhang Zhao could only smile bitterly.
"Guo Gong didn't know that the Guiyi Army has long been in decline. Now we are trapped in Guasha. To the west are the Gaochang Uighurs, to the east are the Ganzhou Uighurs, and to the south are the Shazhou Uighurs. Although we can still support it, it can be foreseen
Yes, it will inevitably turn into a fool in a few decades.
Because there are only about 70,000 to 80,000 Tang children, men, women, and children in Shazhou. If it is not corrected, by the time of a certain son's generation, he may be talking nonsense."
Guo Xuanli suddenly understood. He understood why Mr. Zhang Erlang came from Dunhuang to the Western Regions to find them.
Because the number of Tangers in the Guiyi Army has dropped to an extremely dangerous level, it is said to the east that the Ganzhou Uighurs are extremely powerful, and the Guiyi Army alone will definitely not be able to break through Ganliang.
In this picture, Erlangjun wants to gather the power of all the Tang children in the Western Regions and return to his homeland!
Seeing this, a burst of passion surged out of Guo Xuanli's heart. This was also his dream!
However, the elderly are not as impulsive as young people, and Guo Xuanli suppressed the bold words that were already on their lips.
No matter how precious your dream is, you still need to eat. The Guo family has finally reached its current size. Although it is not rich, it can save its life.
If you follow this Erlangjun rashly, you may end up on the road of hope.
If you continue to live here, although it is possible that the family will gradually become barbaric, it is also more likely that you will wait until the Central Plains is revived and the heavenly soldiers come from the east.
Zhang Zhao was not discouraged, only a little disappointed, he became a better person with age!
He wanted to take away the entire Guo family. Although he knew that he had a high probability of success, he could not count on the Central Plains at all, because the Song Dynasty was simply incapable of running the Western Regions.
But Guo Xuanli didn't know! He probably thought that it would be better to follow him back east than to wait for troops from the Central Plains to be sent there.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhao picked up the incomplete Thousand-Character Classic because he was not familiar with the other books.
The "Five Classics of Justice" would not be touched by college students majoring in Chinese literature in later generations, nor would graduate students. "Tu Yuan Ce" and other books were simply lost, but "The Thousand Character Classic" was different. He was too familiar with it.
"Today is the first time I meet Mr. Guo, and I haven't prepared a meeting ceremony to honor my elders, so I will complete this thousand-character essay!"
Guo Xuanli was overjoyed. It seemed ordinary to later generations. It could be found with any search engine. It also came with annotations and pinyin. It was relatively rare in the Central Plains of this era, let alone in the rivers of the Western Regions.
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"Then there is Duke Lao. Since the turmoil in the Central Plains and the trade routes were blocked, I have wanted to buy some Central Plains classics for many years, but either I don't have them or they are as expensive as gold. If the Duke can complete the supplies for us, it would be a great act of charity.
ah!"
"Can anyone describe it?" Zhang Zhao turned around and asked.
"Someone is coming, someone is coming!" Guo Guangcheng rushed over, holding a terrible writing brush in his hand.
This is a branch that was hollowed out and then I don't know what kind of hair was attached.
The ink is a pitch-black mess, but the quality is not that good, but it still looks like a regular model. I think the pine smoke from the Western Regions should be pretty good.
"My lord, this hair is made from someone's hundred-day fetal hair, and it can finally be put to great use today!"
Guo Guangcheng's face was full of excitement. In his opinion, it was a very honorable thing to use his own fetal hair to continue writing a thousand-character essay that had been broken for hundreds of years.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is vast. The sun and the moon are waxing and waning, and the stars and constellations are arranged. Cold comes and summer comes, autumn harvests and winter hides. There are more leaps and turns, and the law regulates the sun."
Zhang Zhao began to recite this thousand-character poem, which he had been reciting since he was a child.
At that time, his great-grandfather was still alive. The old man was a child born in the Qing Dynasty and passed the county examination at a young age.
However, before he could pass the exam, the Qing Dynasty stopped the imperial examination, so he had to work as a barefoot doctor in the countryside and teach a few children to become enlightened.
At that time, among the eight or nine great-grandchildren and granddaughters, my great-grandfather liked Zhang Zhao the most because Zhang Zhao was willing to follow him in memorizing hundreds of family surnames and the Thousand-Character Classic.
When Zhang Zhao was young, his relationship with his mother was somewhat distant, but he had a particularly good relationship with his great-grandfather and grandfather.
Fortunately, these two people had been dead for many years when he traveled through time, otherwise he wouldn't know how sad they would be.
"Gold comes from Lishui, jade comes from Kungang. The sword is called the giant palace, and the beads are called luminous."
Zhang Zhao continued to recite, and for some reason, the images of future generations that had been blurry in his mind suddenly became so clear that a few tears naturally fell from Zhang Zhao's eyes.
"The dragon master, the fire emperor, the bird official and the human emperor. The first to write characters was to wear clothes. When he promoted the throne and gave up the country, there were Yu Tao and Tang Dynasty."
Another voice started chanting after Zhang Zhao, Guo Xuanli gently beat the rhythm, and sang with Zhang Zhao in the correct and elegant Chang'an Yayin.
"To punish the people and attack their crimes, Zhou sent Yin Tang. He sat in court and asked questions, and bowed the Pingzhang. He loved and nurtured the Li chief, and his ministers subdued the Rong and Qiang. They were far and near, and he led his guests back to the king."
Brothers Guo Guangsheng, Guo Guangcheng, and the young Guo family member wearing a Nestorian burqa also began to sing along. Especially these few lines, about surrendering to the Qiang Rong and leading guests back to the king, simply made everyone cry.
The atmosphere in the *** school suddenly became sad and solemn, and everyone's blood seemed to have been awakened by a short thousand-character essay.
Whether it was the Guo family who had attended ethnic studies, or Ma Yaozi and others who had only heard others talk about it and were illiterate, their eyes shone brightly. This is the culture and pride rooted in the hearts of the Chinese people.
After women admired chastity and men imitated talents, the voice was cut off, because the thousand-character essay on Japanese learning has been lost up to this point, and only Zhang Zhao still knows the rest.
Everyone gathered tightly around Zhang Zhao, and everyone looked at him with admiration. Zhang Zhao turned around and found that the eyes of everyone in front of him were shining brightly.
"If you know your faults, you must correct them, and if you are able, never forget them. Don't talk about the shortcomings of others, and rely on your own strengths...it's okay to criticize someone for being ignorant and ignorant. It's okay to say that you can help someone."
Zhang Zhao slowly recited, and Guo Guangcheng slowly recorded. The crowd got tighter and tighter. Even the primary school children and women of the Guo family gathered around. Every time Zhang Zhao recited eight words, they collectively shouted, "Good."
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After reciting the long thousand-character essay, the fiery atmosphere did not diminish at all. The Guo family surrounded Zhang Zhao, as if there was something about Zhang Zhao that particularly attracted him.
They didn't know why they were surrounding Zhang Zhao, but they just didn't want to leave. At this moment, there was only something called Wenhua surrounding everyone, and even the noble and lowly, the superior and the inferior, disappeared.
"Ma Yaozi, let Yin Yaozi bring out all the fine wine and cakes we brought from Dunhuang, and then kill some cattle and sheep.
Tonight is the big day for our Tang'er reunion, let's not talk about anything else, just have a good celebration and get drunk before resting, okay?"
What Zhang Zhao said next was to the Guo family.
"Okay!" Warm cheers rang out, and many children jumped up and down and shouted for joy.
"Why does Mr. Erlang kill sheep and cows? My family has killed a lot today, and I, Guo Guangcheng, have produced this meat!"
Today is my wedding day. It is a great honor for me, Guo Jiulang, to have Mr. Zhang Erlang here and to get married on the day when the Thousand Character Essay is complete!
But Erlangjun, you have to sing with us some more poems and articles from the Tang Dynasty, okay?"
Guo Xuanli looked at his youngest son in surprise. This guy who usually knew the rules the most and rarely made his own decisions was unexpectedly out of character and looked like a different person.
"Okay! Then I will sing a song by Li Taibai called "Hu No One". Do you know who Li Taibai is?" Zhang Zhao shouted.
"Why don't you know that Li Taibai is an elder of our hometown? He was born here! Hu Wuwu can also sing." The Guo family member wearing a Nestorian robe jumped out and shouted loudly.
Balasagon is also called Husihan'er, but its most famous name should be Suiye. Although strictly speaking it is not a place, in fact, Balasagon is just the new city of Suiye City.
"Okay! Everyone, let's sing together with someone!" Just like a concert, Zhang Zhao jumped from a high place to the front of the group. He took two wooden sticks and started banging each other.
"The harsh wind blows the frost and the seaweed withers, the muscles are strong and strong, and the horses are proud. The Han family has three hundred thousand soldiers, and the general also leads Huo Yao. White feathers of meteors are inserted into the waist, and swords and flowers come out of the box with autumn lotus light."
"Okay! Good poems, when will Huo prostitute and Yao be around?" Hundreds of people cheered loudly, and those who knew the song also shouted loudly.
"The heavenly soldiers shine on the snow below the Jade Pass, and the captured arrows are like sand and shoot at the golden armor. The clouds, dragons, winds and tigers are all handed over. The enemy can be destroyed when the white moon comes. The enemy can be destroyed. The enemy can be destroyed. He can walk on the intestines of the tiger and touch the blood of the tiger."
"Shan! He is indeed a native of the hometown we were waiting for, and he is indeed a banished immortal!" Guo Guangsheng and Guo Dalang suddenly shouted loudly, his face so excited that he even took off his outer robe.
"Hang Hu in the blue sky, bury Hu in purple by the wall. There is no one in Hu, and the road of Han Dynasty is prosperous."
"Hang Hu in the blue sky, bury Hu in purple by the wall. There is no one in Hu, and the road of Han Dynasty is prosperous."
This line is the most famous, almost everyone knows it. In this Guangcheng Fort, hundreds of people gathered around Zhang Zhao and sang it, over and over again, and the sound lasted for a long time!
They are all back! They have forgotten to hide. At this moment, they are worthy of their ancestors' hundreds of years of solitary care!
This chapter has been completed!