Chapter 308: The champion sees the champion (Part 2) Month
In the blink of an eye, the two sides who were still at odds with each other just now are at war with each other!
Zhao Bian was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he quickly smiled and said: "Consort, calm down..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Zongji pulled him behind him and saw the young prince saying with a dark face: "Xiao Hujian, don't you dare to confuse right and wrong? From beginning to end, has our Bachelor Chen ever published a first couplet?!"
Xiao Hujian looked at this golden prince of the Song Dynasty and was at a loss for words.
The thinking of a tyrannical person is that I can bully you, but you can't make me angry. You should just accept it honestly. Who makes you a weak person?
The people of Liao were just such arrogant people.
However, as a companion, it seems even more embarrassing to try to gain the upper hand but fail everywhere, and then become angry and embarrassed...
Thinking of this, he glared at his men fiercely and said, "Damn it, who told you to draw the knife?"
The Liao army then put away their weapons, but still looked at the Song envoys with unkind expressions.
"Why do I say bullying?" Seeing that Xiao Hu was not confused at all, he exhaled and said: "Because you Song people have spent all your time learning to recite poems and write poems since you were young. And he is the number one scholar...
..." He pointed at Chen Ke and saw that this Bachelor Chen still had a bright smile on his face, but he was not frightened at all. He was so angry that he spat out: "You must be the most powerful pair in the Song Dynasty.
"
"Really?" Zhao Zongji looked back at Chen Ke and asked, "Are you?"
"Ashamed," Chen Ke lowered his head and said, "There are two people in my family who are better than me. In the Song Dynasty, I am even less..."
"Excessive humility is pride." Zhao Zongji said.
"I'm seeking truth from facts..." Chen Ke spread his hands.
In that room, Zhang Xiaojie was actually so ashamed that he had to pretend to be faint. Hearing these words, he rolled his eyes and this time he really fainted...
Zhao Bian secretly complained in his heart, two ancestors, don't know what it means to give up when things go well?
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After being stunned for a moment, Xiao Hujian finally remembered what to say. He raised his hand and said: "Anyway... we can't just be better than you, we also have to play the games of us Khitans!"
"We are all literati..." Zhao Bian disagreed: "We don't know how to wield swords and guns."
"I don't know if the two countries are fighting, whether it's the use of swords and guns, or the use of writing and ink!" Xiao Hujian laughed viciously: "Don't think it's a big deal if you win with a slap in the face. In the eyes of us Khitan men, we are so arrogant.
Scholar Chen is no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!" This caused the Khitan warriors to laugh ghostly.
"We must teach him a lesson." Chen Ke said to Zhao Zongji.
"Forget it, if someone is killed." Zhao Zongji sighed: "The matter will be serious."
The two of them did not deliberately lower their voices, so their conversation was clearly heard by Xiao Hujian. When he heard the words, he laughed and said: "Don't worry, I will be merciful. At most, I will cut off my arm and cripple my leg..."
He said with a ferocious smile: "If you keep dawdling, I'm going to go crazy!"
"Just follow this standard..." Zhao Zongji said, but said uneasily: "Forget it, I'll do it. Your old Chen family is nothing serious." He thought of the scene where Liu Lang shot Xiao Yan to death in the street.
…
Over there, Yelu Derong also remembered that terrible scene. He suddenly realized that if he didn't stop it, something big would happen. He said in Khitan language: "Forget it, you may not win in a fight."
Xiao Hu's eyes suddenly widened when he saw them.
"They are probably martial arts masters." Yelu Derong continued: "Xiao Yan was killed by the younger brother of Scholar Chen with his bare hands. And it was one-sided..."
Xiao Hujian's eyes widened even more.
In that room, Chen Ke and Zhao Zongji decided who would fight through guessing, and the young prince won...
"Stop messing around." Zhao Bian's heart almost jumped into his throat. He urged: "Are you tired of living?"
"Don't worry." Chen Ke comforted the old man and said, "The young prince is very powerful."
Zhao Zongji rode his horse out of the battle, looked at Xiao Hu with a gloomy expression and said, "Are we still competing?"
"Bi." Seeing that Xiao Hu didn't say a word, Yelv Derong said for him: "But the young prince is a distinguished guest of our Majesty. If he is injured at all, he will not be able to interact with your Majesty."
"I would say I knocked it myself." Zhao Zongji said calmly.
"This..." The more he behaved like this, the more Yelu Derong believed in his own judgment: "We cannot deceive Your Majesty."
"So?" Zhao Zongji spread his hands and said, "Shall we continue on our way?"
"Instead of fighting with force, we can fight with literature." Yelu Derong had already disliked these melons, so how could he miss this opportunity to teach him a lesson: "I suggest that the consort and the prince can compete in archery. Is this fair?
?I remember that among the six arts of Confucianism, there is 'shooting', right?"
"Okay." Zhao Zongji nodded and sighed softly: "Liao people are so mean..." Xiao Hujian turned green with anger. He had a stuttering problem since he was a child, and it got better when he got older. But he couldn't.
He is anxious and commits crimes when he is angry. So I could only let Yelu Derong speak for me.
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"Okay," seeing Zhao Zongji agreeing, Yelu Derong said, "Let me tell you the rules."
"Wait a minute," it was Chen Ke who spoke this time. He turned his horse and said, "As an envoy of the Song Dynasty, our young prince must be in compliance with etiquette in every move he makes. Since Mr. Yelu mentioned the six arts, he should know what Confucius requires.
Every move is in line with Zhou etiquette.”
"Of course..." Yelu Derong then remembered that they were diplomats and they must not be disrespectful in front of the Song people, otherwise their official careers would be over if they returned... The Liao State considered itself the largest country in the world and did not want to be in such trouble.
They lost to the Song people in matters.
"Then we must follow Zhou's etiquette." Chen Ke said firmly: "The etiquette cannot be abolished!"
"This..." Yelu Derong was a little confused. Song people had not shot for many years, and even their area was blank.
Fortunately, Zhang Zhuangyuan woke up at this time. He wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said: "This cannot be according to Zhou Rites. In Zhou Rites, there are four shooting rituals. One is the big shot, which is the shot for the emperor's sacrifice; the second is the guest shot.
"She" is the shot that princes use to meet the emperor; the third is "Yanshe", which is used for banquets; the fourth is "Xianshe", which is the shot used by the local government to recommend talents and scholars." After a pause, he said: "Obviously none of them apply..."
"The top pick is still knowledgeable." Yelu Derong seized every opportunity to restore blood to 'Miss Zhang'.
"Alas..." Chen Ke couldn't bear to rub salt on 'Ms. Zhang's' knife edge any more. He thought to himself, how did you get the top prize?
"Why are you sighing?" Zhang Xiaojie swallowed blood and asked.
"Have you read 'Confucius' Quotations'?" Chen Ke still had to say.
"What?" Zhang Xiaojie was stunned. He still felt a little dizzy.
"It's the Analects of Confucius." Zhao Zongji explained at the side.
"..." Zhang Xiaojie was angry. Although I am also the number one scholar, I was the number one scholar by my true ability! Not by me!
The content and textbooks of the imperial examinations in the Liao Dynasty were all copied from the Song Dynasty. Just because of the education level and the difficulty of the examination, they were roughly equivalent to the Shandong College Entrance Examination and the ** College Entrance Examination in later generations... In addition, Zhang Xiaojie's father, Zhang Jian, was known as 'I
The outstanding treasure of the Liao Kingdom, passed away.
"Then in the article "Eight Yi", there is a paragraph 'A gentleman has no disputes'," Chen Ke said, trying not to irritate him: "There must be an impression."
Zhang Xiaojie's eyes darkened, and he was about to faint again... As the saying goes, 'A gentleman has nothing to fight for, he will shoot! He bows and gives in, rises up, drinks down, and fights like a gentleman.' This is something even Yelu Derong can read by heart.
In the vernacular, "gentlemen have nothing to argue about. If there is a dispute, it must be an archery competition! Even in this competition, they first bow to each other and then go to the hall. After the game, they go down to the hall to toast each other, so as not to hurt the harmony."
.This kind of dispute is still considered a gentleman’s dispute!'
This kind of Eastern-style duel is an authentic Zhou ritual. In the court of the Tang Dynasty, the emperor would regularly organize shooting competitions to calm down the grievances and disputes among the ministers... But later, the Chinese scholar-bureaucrats could not shoot bows.
The shooting ceremony also disappeared. But when Chen Ke went to Japan, he saw that this set of Tang rites was still followed there, so he knew it so well.
In the original history, decades later, with the rise of Bushido, the Japanese developed more exciting samurai duels. So much so that in the Confucian cultural circle, only the Korean stickman inherited the archery ceremony. This is how Korean archery dominated the Olympics in later generations.
The secret...that is basically a competition evolved from Zhou Li!
'You have lost all your face...' The Liao people looked at Zhang Zhuangyuan, whose eyes were straight, and sighed to themselves: 'It's better to die...'
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Since the Zhou rites exist, archery competitions must be conducted according to etiquette. The Liao people have lost their right to speak and can only let Chen Ke "guide". In fact, Chen Ke is not willing to do this. But if the Liao people make the decision, then
It must be better than riding and shooting, the young prince will be blinded directly...
The first is 'preparation for the ceremony', which is to make various preparations for the ceremony. It mainly involves arranging the venue, arranging the positions of the spectators, and explaining the rules of the ceremony. At the same time, the bows, arrows, bamboo sticks and other equipment are arranged. The archer,
If there is a division, the shooter should line up beside the equipment and face south. The winner should take his place.
Since there are no guests in the wilderness, the 'welcoming' step is omitted and the ceremony is given directly... I guess if I don't do it, the 'little fool' will go crazy.
After the ceremony, Chen Ke, who was in charge of archery, took the bow and arrows and said to "Yousi"... that is, the host who held the ceremony. Here, Zhao Bian and Yelu Derong were in charge...
." Just asking, 'Shall we get started?'
The two resigned and said to each other: "I can't. I am Ersanzi." "Ersanzi" means "all of you". It means letting everyone decide.
There were ten officials from both sides pretending to be guests, and they nodded in agreement.
Chen Ke told his master, "Please shoot at the guest, and I will accept it!"
"Shoot!" Yusi nodded.
Zhao Zongji and Xiao Hujian had already put on black clothes, black belts on their heads, and white boots on their feet, and walked onto the stage.
