Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 600

"This guy said that the story about Sima Guang smashing the vat is false."

"What's the reason?"

"He said that until now, there is no real thing to prove that people in the Song Dynasty can make such a large vat with their craftsmanship, so this story is false."

"Originally," Ma Weiwei said, "most of the big vats in the Song Dynasty were made of stone or copper. Even Sima Guang couldn't break such a vat."

"The only thing that can be smashed is a ceramic jar, and the earliest ceramic jar that can hold a person was only found in the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, based on the actual objects, it shows that the story of Sima Guang smashing the jar is quite deceptive. "

Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Brother Ma, according to historical records, what Sima Guang smashed was indeed not a vat."

"How? Am I right?"

"But it's not like it wasn't smashed." Wu Qiaomu didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly said: "It's the urn, please enter the urn of the urn."

"Shoot!" Liu Zhengyun became more energetic: "This is an idiom about Zhou Xinglai, a handsome official, and two cruel officials in the Tang Dynasty. It means that the urn existed in the Tang Dynasty, and it can also pretend to be a person!"

"But there are no porcelain urns that can be smashed by children!" Ma Wei argued: "At least there is no physical evidence!"

"But this urn has a tiled bottom," Zhou Zhi said with a smile.

"I checked the book, and there is an explanation in Shuowen Jiezi. The three characters urn, urn, and urn are all the same word."

"Yes, but these three characters are the bottom of tile and the bottom of fou, which means that the urn at that time was pottery."

"Don't lie to me. These three words, in "Shuowen" and "Guangya", refer to a container with a small mouth and a big belly. It is different from the jar understood later. It is for storing water or fetching water bottle."

"For example, in "Zhuangzi", there is "holding the urn and pouring water", which means holding a water bottle to go out to water. If it is a big tank, can it be carried?"

"But there is also an idiom called Weng Tian Bei Hai, which means looking at the sky from the inside of the urn and measuring the sea with a water ladle, which describes people's shallow knowledge." Wu Qiaomu said: "Since you can see the sky from the urn, it means that the urn can hold Human."

"Ah, this..." Ma Weiwei was stunned: "Isn't it, elbow, don't make up random allusions."

"That's true." Zhou Zhi said with a smile, "But this allusion comes from Hu Yinglin's "Shaoshi Shanfang Bi Cong" in the Ming Dynasty. It is too late to prove that there was a water tank in the Song Dynasty. Brother Ma, don't be fooled by my brother-in-law. Living."

"I'll just say..." Ma Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

"But it is also a pre-Qin work, and there is also a saying in the Book of Rites 'Penghu urn', which means that for poor people, the opening of the urn can be used as the window of the thatched hut." Zhou Zhi smiled: "Then, since the mouth of the urn can be used as the window of the thatched hut." window, how big should the urn be?"

"Also, since you have checked "Shuowen", why don't you continue to look up Mr. Duan Yucai's "Shuowen Jiezi Zhu"?"

"It is very clear in it that the urn is also the poppy. But the old man is the one with the big mouth. From the Guan to the west, between the rivers and the Fen, the larger one is called the urn; from the Guan to the east, the suburb of Zhao and Wei, it is called the urn. "

"This explanation makes it clear." Zhou Zhi said: "As for the water storage, there are also subdivisions in terms of titles. The small water bottle you mentioned should actually be called Ying, while the large one is open. In the Kansai area, it is called 甀, in the Kanto area it is called urn.”

"Zhuangzi is from the state of Chu, so calling Ying the urn is actually a misunderstanding or a common use of Chu."

"However, Chu was not orthodox in the Central Plains at that time, so we should adopt the theory of the Central Plains instead of the Chu State."

"Wonderful!" Liu Zhengyun clapped his hands and said to Wang Shuo, "How about it?! I said that there must be young people with solid traditional writing skills. You tell me it can't exist! How?! Elbow and Qiaomu It's all good!"

"I can't..." Master Qiao is very modest in this regard: "Also, don't talk about "Shuowen Jiezi" with Elder, he has marked this book five times, and he can recite the explanation of every word backwards."

"So powerful? Why are you memorizing this?" Liu Zhengyun couldn't understand.

"Master's compulsory homework." It's not easy for Zhou Zhi to explain too much, so as not to be suspected of bragging.

"But..." Ma Weiwei is now a little uncertain about his "discovery": "But if the big vat appeared in China very early, pottery is not a precious thing, it should be everywhere, but Why are there no cultural relics found?"

"Brother Ma's doubts are actually based on logic," Zhou Zhi said: "The famous treasures of Hejia Village in Shaanxi, thousands of cultural relics from the Tang Dynasty, were hidden in two urns and one jar when they were discovered."

"The two urns are 65 centimeters in height and [-] centimeters in belly diameter, which is the largest of the urns that have been discovered."

"Regarding the Song Dynasty, "Song History" may give us the answer to whether there were urns that could contain people." Zhou Zhi said: "The "Yue Fei Biography" and "Mou Zicai" all mentioned such containers."

"That's right!" Now Wang Shuo understood: "Didn't Yue Fei just hide in the urn with his mother's arms and escape with the flood all the way?!"

"But the real thing..."

"Actually, there are no real objects. As far as I know, there are at least three of them." Zhou Zhi said, "We also have a Song Dynasty cultural relic in Jiachuan. Although it is not a large vat, it can also testify to the craftsmanship of the Song people. A child's big tank."

"What is it?" Ma Wei asked.

"It's a pottery coffin. The pottery coffin is generally [-] centimeters long, [-] centimeters wide, [-] centimeters high at the front, and [-] centimeters high at the back." Zhou Zhi said, "Although its size and volume cannot submerge a child, considering the square pottery made The difficulty is much higher than that of round pottery, and even large square pottery can be made, which can actually be proved from the side that it is not difficult to make a large vat with the level of craftsmanship in the Song Dynasty."

"What about the other two elbows you mentioned?"

"That's what I saw in the previous "Cultural Relics" monthly magazine. One is a large cylinder with a height of 85 centimeters and a diameter of [-] centimeters that was unearthed at the Caojiabo Song Dynasty site in [-]; there is also a large tank in Hangzhou. A large tank with a diameter of one meter and a depth of [-] cm was also unearthed from the site of the Song Dynasty pharmacy in Baima Lane."

"You really don't choose books, you read everything." Wang Shuo felt that the child in front of him was weird.

"The godfather is from the Cultural Center." Zhou Zhi said, "When we were young, we only read these books."

"That's true." Wang Shuo laughed, and raised his glass: "Do you remember? The books copied at that time were all piled up behind the boiler room in the big courtyard. We children like to go there to play."

"It was so stupid at the time, I didn't understand anything!" Ma Wei said: "There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings in it, it's a pity in retrospect."

"That's right." Liu Zhengyun smiled eccentrically: "Didn't your master often say that Lao Cao in the boiler room in our compound has more old objects than he has?"

"Hahaha..." Wang Shuo was also amused by such a statement: "Come on, everyone respect Lao Cao, Lao Cao is good to us children, let us hide behind the boiler to read, we won't be cold, and even fight with our parents cover."

"I must respect one, Lao Cao should be the City God of our air force compound now." Liu Zhengyun nodded.

"What's this saying?" Ma Wei couldn't help but laugh: "The old man and old lady you left in the Air Force compound have a lot more qualifications than him. How did he get his turn to be the city god?"

"I don't know how many people are more qualified than him, but who has made hundreds of thousands of offerings to the Stove Lord?" Liu Zhengyun laughed and fell down: "If you count the things burned by Lao Cao now, I'm afraid it's not that many." Less?"

"Come to respect Lao Cao, this city god must be him!" Ma Wei said convincingly: "After this cup is over, I have to pay respect to elbow alone. There was a word teacher in ancient times, and elbow is my one-time teacher. It turns out that Sima Guang smashed the vat The story is entirely possible!"

(End of this chapter)