The Ming Dynasty started with saving the eldest grandson

Chapter 115 History has no position
His hair was as messy as a bird's nest, his beard was like weeds, and there was unwiped eye mucus in the corners of his eyes.

The clothes on his body were dirty and smelled weird.

People passing by avoided him in disgust, but he didn't care.

Zhu Xiongying said disappointedly: "I didn't expect that he would turn out like this."

Chen Jingke was also very surprised. He originally thought that Fang Xiaoru was just a little obsessed, but now it seems that he is completely crazy.

"I'll take him in first, and then you can enter the box next door to avoid being discovered by him."

Zhu Xiongying said in confusion: "He is like this, do you still want to see him?"

Chen Jingke sighed: "I have to bear a lot of responsibility when he becomes like this. How can I turn a blind eye."

"Let's talk to him again. It would be best if he can wake up. If not..."

He didn't say anything later, but the meaning was obvious.

Zhu Xiongying no longer objected: "Okay, he is also a talent, and I hope he can get back on the right track."

After that, Chen Jingke walked up and was ready to say hello.

Fang Xiaoru also saw him and said first, "Haha...Brother Chen Xian, I finally see you again. I really want to call you my brother."

He came up and grabbed Chen Jingke's hand: "Let's go upstairs and have a chat."

Chen Jingke smelled the faint smell and looked at the crazy Fang Xiaoru with complicated emotions.

When they arrived at the box, Fang Xiaoru couldn't wait to talk about his experience.

With the convenience of compiling "A Brief History of China", we can collect bamboo books to record the years and discover the truth of history.

At this point, he completed his enlightenment and began to deny his predecessors.

He then began publicizing his findings in an attempt to gain support from others.

After being criticized by others, how did he quarrel with the scholars, and finally silenced those people.

Finally, he said with a tone of pride mixed with emotion: "Everyone in the world is stupid, only you and I are sane."

Chen Jingke was silent for a long time, then sighed and said, "Are you so sure that all the records in "Bamboo Chronicles" are true?"

Fang Xiaoru was stunned for a moment and looked at Chen Jingke as if he were a traitor:
"Xian...what do you mean by this? Are you going to succumb to those mediocre people?"

Chen Jingke asked back: "Do you know the truth about the death of Song Taizu? Do you know why the younger generation is not passed on to the younger generation?"

Since the Song Dynasty, some people have been speculating on the cause of Zhao Kuangyin's death, suggesting that Zhao Guangyi killed his brother to seize the throne.

Although the mainstream still believes that brothers are brothers, there are also many people who believe in conspiracy theories.

Fang Xiaoru frowned and said, "Why are you bringing this up? Are the two related?"

Chen Jingke said: "This matter was only 400 years ago. Brother and brother have already performed two completely different versions."

"The time when the Bamboo Chronicles was written was 2000 years away from the time of Yao, Shun, and Yu. How can you dare to conclude that its records are authentic?"

Fang Xiaoru's eyes flickered: "Didn't you say that you have read the history books of Chu State, are they similar to the chronological records in the Bamboo Book? It can't be that the history books of both countries have recorded it wrong, right?"

Chen Jingke smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't make it clear. Many records in the Chu State's history books are similar to the bamboo records, but there are also many records that are consistent with the records in the historical records."

Fang Xiaoru looked in disbelief and opened her mouth again and again. She wanted to say something but couldn't.

A trace of anger gradually emerged on his face, and he suddenly roared crazily:

"Liar, you are also a liar. You are just like those people, you are all liars, you are all liars..."

The noise was so loud that it attracted the attention of people outside the door.

The waiter said worriedly: "Sir, sir, are you okay?"

Chen Jingke said quickly: "It's okay, there's no need to come over." The waiter was still worried: "I'm not far away. If you need anything, please call me."

Chen Jingke said: "Okay, thank you."

When the footsteps outside disappeared, Chen Jingke stared at Fang Xiaoru and said:
"Why did I lie to you? Did I say that the bamboo records must be true, and the historical records must be false?"

"I would like to ask you, do you want the real history or the history you want to see?"

"I'm afraid you want the latter, so what's the difference between you and the liar you talk about?"

Fang Xiaoru's face showed a look of horror: "No, I'm not. You wronged me."

Chen Jingke pointed to the chair opposite and said in a commanding tone: "Sit down and let's talk."

Fang Xiaoru looked dissatisfied. If you ask me to sit down, will I sit down?
Chen Jingke said calmly: "If you don't want to sit down, then I'll leave."

The figure flashed, and Fang Xiaoru appeared on the chair, still defending himself:
"I'd like to hear how you make excuses."

Chen Jingke ignored his harsh words and said:

"History itself should not have any position. Its greatest significance is to record the past and let future generations know what happened."

"But the person who wrote the book has a position and will inevitably add some of his own understanding."

"So there are different versions of the same thing."

"Just like what happened between Song Taizu and Song Taizong, the same brother ends up with the younger brother."

"Some people think they are brothers and sisters, while others think it is full of conspiracy."

"But no matter how they understand it, the most basic facts cannot be changed."

"That is, two people appeared 400 years ago, namely Song Taizu and Song Taizong, and they did things like brother and brother."

"That's what history is about."

Fang Xiaoru looked thoughtful, but still said forcefully:
"But among so many versions, one is always true. What I have to do is to find out the truth and tell the world."

Chen Jingke smiled and asked, "What is the truth?"

"Do you want to tell the world the truth, or do you want to tell the world your thoughts? Think about it clearly before answering me."

Fang Xiaoru became excited again: "Isn't this what you taught me? Why can they do it but I can't?"

Chen Jingke nodded and said affirmatively: "Of course you can, but your method is wrong?"

Fang Xiaoru said angrily: "Where did I go wrong? I was just promoting my opinion. Why don't they believe me?"

Chen Jingke wanted to reply, why should others believe you?
But he finally held back and said, "Let me tell you a story."

"About the Warring States Period, there was a country in the west called Greece... There was a man in this country named Diogenes..."

"His family was confiscated by the court for manufacturing counterfeit coins."

"His teacher disliked him because of this and beat him with a cane in an attempt to expel him..."

"He still insists on studying..."

"One day he suddenly had an epiphany, why am I happy because of money, fine clothes, delicious food, and praise from others?"

"If I abandon these, I can still feel happy and remain true to my original intention..."

"Then I will gain the simplest truth, goodness and beauty, and my soul will gain the greatest freedom."

"So he put on shabby clothes, peed on the streets, ate on the ground like a dog, and lived in a big man who collected dead people every day..."

(End of this chapter)