From the perspective of history, you will have an intuitive feeling about the Song Dynasty after reading the Great History View, such as "Taiping Yulan", "Taiping Guangji" and "Wenyuan Yinghua". In addition to these three books, Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty also re-edited the True Records of Taizu. By re-editing the actual records and deleting old versions, what is Guangyi trying to cover up? Do you think historical truth is more important, or the legitimacy of rule?
The Legend of Hiding the Feng·A Blunt Sword Breaks the Edge In the late Spring and Autumn Period, there was Tianmu Mountain at the border of Wu and Yue. Hidden in the mountain were two sword-making families - the Nanshan Ou family and the Beishan Ba family. Ou's family has been famous for its "sharp edge" for generations. The long sword he forged has a cold light and can break hairs. When the sword wielder swings the sword, the sharp edge is revealed. The shadow of the sword can be seen breaking the wind from ten miles away. People in the world say that "the Ou sword is invincible when it is used." However, Bashi prefers the "blunt edge" method. Road, the sword made by the sword has no sharp edge, and the sword body is thick and dull. It is heavy in the hand and lacks any edge. The world often sneers that "a piece of rotten iron cannot be used." Even the descendants of the Bas family often feel inferior because their swords are not as sharp as the Ou clan. Pa Shi, the thirteenth generation descendant of the Ba family, has been learning sword making from his grandfather since he was a child. Grandfather Barber guarded the red-hot furnace all day long, repeatedly hammering a piece of black iron. The black iron had been beaten for three years, but it still looked dull. Even after grinding the edge a hundred times, it was still not sharp at all. Pa Shi saw that the Ou family sword-making workshop next door was bustling with people every day, and sword seekers were crossing the threshold. However, the front of his own workshop was deserted, with only a few sparrows pecking at the iron filings on the ground. He felt unwilling and couldn't help asking his grandfather: "Grandpa, Ou family sword-making took three days." Cheng Feng, a sword can cut off a horse's legs and break armor, but we have been sharpening the sword for three years, and the sword is still so dull and has such a hidden edge. Isn't it a waste of time? The world loves a sharp edge, but we insist on concealing it. When can we restore the reputation of Ba Shi?" Barber put down the hammer in his hand, stroked the unfinished blunt sword with his calloused hands, looked at the distant mountains, and said slowly: "Although the edge is sharp, it is easy to break; although the edge is strong, it is easy to be exposed. Hiding an edge does not mean having no edge, and concealing a weapon does not mean having no weapon. It means hiding the edge in the thickness, and hiding the trump card in silence. Look at the pine trees in the mountains. When the strong wind comes, the ones with flamboyant branches and leaves are broken first, and only the roots are broken. Only those with deep soil and gathered branches can survive the wind and rain; if you look at the stones in the stream, the sharp edges and corners are often worn away by the running water, but only the round and sharp ones can last for thousands of years. Forging a sword is like being a human being. If you are too proud and show off your sharp edges, you will only let people see the flaws, but it will become a handle for others; only by hiding the edge and observing carefully can you find the right time and hit the target with one strike. " Pa Shi seemed to understand, but he was still unconvinced. He always felt that his grandfather was too conservative. If he didn't show his edge, how would the world know how powerful the Ba's Sword was? Hiding and tucking him away like this will only make Ba's family decline even more. The following year, King Wu Fu Chai wanted to choose the "best sword in the world" and ordered the Wuyue swordsmith family to gather in Gusu Terrace to compete with their sword skills. The winner would not only be named "the best swordsmith in the world", but also be in charge of the weapons supervisor of Wu State and command the sword-making workshops across the country. When the news came, Ou Ye, the descendant of the Ou family, immediately took out the sharpest "Ling Xiao Sword" in his family. The sword was about two feet long, and the scabbard was inlaid with gems. When he drew the sword, the cold light was dazzling, and the sound of the sword was deafening. Ou Ye held the Ling Xiao sword and practiced in front of his own sword-making workshop. Seeing Ou Ye's arrogance, Ba Shi became more and more anxious and asked his grandfather to make a sharp long sword to compete with Ou Ye. But Barber shook his head, still holding the blunt sword, and continued to beat it: "The competition is not about sharpness, but state of mind; the winner is not arrogance, but calmness. Ouye is too sharp, and although the sword is sharp, it has its flaws. If you follow him to compete, you will only be restrained by his sharpness, and you will lose completely. Follow me, finish casting this blunt sword, hide the sharpness, and observe carefully, you will have a chance to break the game." Pa Shi had no choice but to follow his grandfather and continue to forge swords. Every day, he watched Ou's Sword Forging Workshop bustling with people, and there was an endless stream of people seeking swords. Ou Ye even showed off his sword skills in front of people every day, talking about the power of his sword, from sword techniques to the material of the sword, for fear that others would not know how sharp his Lingxiao Sword was; while Ba's Sword Forging Workshop remained cold and cold. In the Qing Dynasty, Babu never discussed the method of making swords with others. When someone asked about the advantages and disadvantages of Ba's sword, he would just say, "A clumsy sword cannot be used for much purpose" and said nothing more. Ba Shi also followed his grandfather's example, only silently beating black iron, not saying a word about sword making, and not showing any sword skills. On the day of the Gusu Tai competition, the swordsmiths from the land of Wu and Yue gathered together. Under the stage were King Wu Fu Chai and hundreds of civil and military officials. The scene was very grand. The competition is divided into three rounds. The first round is "cutting armor", the second round is "breaking formation", and the last round is "showdown". The winner of all three rounds is the champion. In the first round of armor-cutting, Ou Ye took the lead. He held the Lingxiao Sword, shouted loudly, and struck the hundred-refined armor gifted by the King of Wu with one sword. The armor broke and the fragments scattered on the ground. Thunderous cheers immediately sounded from the audience. Ou Ye was triumphant, raised his hands to the audience, and said loudly: "My Ou Lingxiao Sword is made of Kunwu Mountain black iron. It has been tempered in the furnace for seventy-seven forty-nine days. Its edge is extremely sharp. Not to mention hundred-refined armor, even gold and stone can be split with one sword!" As he said that, he drew his sword and struck the bronze cauldron next to him. A deep crack immediately appeared in the body of the cauldron, and everyone was even more amazed. When it was Pa Shi's turn, he slowly walked onto the stage holding the dull dull sword. Everyone in the audience saw that the sword in his hand had no edge and brilliance, and they all sneered: "Such a blunt sword can't even cut through cloth, let alone armor. Ba Shi's sword is indeed made of rotten iron!" Ou Ye also crossed his arms and looked at Ba Shi contemptuously: "Junior Brother Ba, your sword is not even as good as blunt iron. It is better to admit defeat early to avoid embarrassing yourself in front of King Wu." Ba Shi didn't say anything, he just held the blunt sword tightly, lowered his waist and exerted force, and slowly slashed at the Hundred Refined Armor. Everyone thought that the armor would remain motionless, but who knew that the moment the blunt sword fell, a neat crack opened in the middle of the armor. Compared with the cracks opened by Ou Ye, it looked more stable and powerful, with no trace of half-splitting. The cheers from the audience suddenly stopped, and everyone was shocked. Even King Wu Fu Chai sat up straight, with a look of surprise in his eyes. Ou Ye's heart tightened, but he still said stubbornly: "It's just good luck. If you break the formation in the second round, your blunt sword is not flexible enough, you will definitely lose!" In the second round of breaking the formation, the rules of the competition are that the swordsmith holds his own long sword and breaks into a sword formation composed of twenty guards. The one who can break through the sword formation within a stick of incense without being injured by the guards' weapons is the winner. Ou Ye was still the first to appear. He was holding the Lingxiao Sword. His body was agile and his sword shadows were flying. Every sword was directed at the guard's flaw, showing off his sharp edge. At first, the guards were frightened by his sharp edge and retreated continuously. However, it didn't take long for the guards to figure out his swordsmanship routine - Ou Ye's sword relied too much on sharpness, and every move pursued "fast, accurate, and ruthless", and the sword path was wide. Yang was full of flaws. The guards deliberately exposed themselves to lure him to draw his sword. When his sword fell, they immediately blocked it with their weapons. Although the Lingxiao sword was sharp, the blade was too thin. After several collisions, the blade actually had slight chips. When the stick of incense was about to end, although Ou Ye managed to break through the sword formation, he was already out of breath. The edge of the Lingxiao sword was also broken in several places, and it no longer had the sharpness of the past. He stood outside the formation, his face flushed, but he still refused to admit his shortcomings, and roared at the guards: "You are deliberately making things difficult, otherwise I would be in such a mess!" When it was Pa Shi's turn, he still held the blunt sword and slowly walked into the sword formation. Seeing that his sword was blunt, the guards took the initiative to attack, stabbing his vital parts with their weapons. But Ba Shi was unhurried, his steps were steady, and although the blunt sword in his hand was not sharp, it was thick and strong. The guards' weapons struck on the blunt sword, but they were all bounced away without hurting him at all. He did not take the initiative to draw his sword, but silently observed the moves of the guards, memorizing each person's sword-drawing habits and flaws. When the guards had exhausted their moves and were exhausted, he slowly raised his hand, and with a slight pick of the blunt sword, he knocked the weapon from one of the guards' hands. He then used the opportunity to block and forced back two more guards. He was slow and silent throughout the process, but every move hit the vital point accurately without any unnecessary movement. As soon as the stick of incense arrived, Pa Shi stood firmly outside the formation, with no scratches on his body, and the blunt sword in his hand was still dark and heavy, without any damage. Everyone in the audience no longer dared to sneer, and they all lowered their heads and talked: "It turns out that Ba Shi's blunt sword is so powerful!" "Ba Shi didn't speak during the whole process, he just observed silently, and found out the flaws before taking action. It was much more powerful than Ou Ye's flamboyance!" Wu Wang Fu Chai clapped his hands and laughed: "What a concealed sword, so calm, really like everyone!" Ou Ye looked at Pa Shi's calm look and felt anxious and angry. He knew that if he lost the final round of duel, the title of "the best swordsmith in the world" would fall into the hands of Pa Shi, and Ou's century-old reputation would be ruined. He gritted his teeth and had a plan in mind - he had been showing off the weakness of the Lingxiao Sword in front of others every day, saying that the sword was thin and afraid of hard collisions, but he hid a trump card: there was a poisonous needle hidden in the hilt of the Lingxiao Sword. If he was really outmatched, he could trigger the poisonous needle and injure the enemy unexpectedly. He never told anyone about this trump card, not even his closest disciples. In the final round of the showdown, Ou Ye held the damaged Lingxiao Sword and took the lead. The shadow of the sword stabbed towards Pa Shi like lightning. He kept shouting: "Ba Shi, today I must let you know that sharp edge is the way to go. Your blunt sword is just rotten iron after all!" Sword, while observing Pa Shi's movements, trying to find Pa Shi's flaws, but Pa Shi always dealt with it calmly, blocking steadily with his blunt sword, not taking the initiative to attack, nor showing any signs of panic. He just watched Ou Ye's moves silently, keeping every one of his flaws in mind. Ou Ye attacked for half an hour, but still failed to hurt Pa Shi at all. The edge of the Lingxiao Sword collapsed even more, and his physical strength gradually became exhausted. The impatience in his heart became stronger. He couldn't help but roar at Pa Shi: "Can you only hide? If you have the ability, take the initiative to use the sword!" Pa Shi remained silent, but his hand on the blunt sword tightened. He had already seen through Ou Ye's impatience and figured out all the flaws in the Ling Xiao Sword. He also noticed that Ou Ye's hand holding the hilt of the sword always unconsciously pressed towards the bottom of the hilt - where the trump card was hidden. Previously, Ou Ye had been showing off his sword skills every day, exposing the weaknesses of the sword body, but only hiding the mystery of the hilt. But this deliberate hiding turned out to be the most obvious flaw. Pa Shi never told the truth, but quietly waited for the opportunity. He knew that the more impatient Ouye was, the easier it would be to reveal his trump card, and once his trump card was exposed, Ouye would lose. After a while, Ou Ye couldn't bear it anymore and stabbed Pa Shi in the chest. At the same time, he pressed the bottom of the sword hilt with his fingers, and a small poisonous needle shot towards Pa Shi's face with a cold light. This move was so fast and cruel that everyone in the audience screamed in surprise. Even King Wu Fu Cha couldn't help but stand up and looked at Pa Shi worriedly. But just when the poisonous needle was about to hit Pa Shi, Pa Shi suddenly moved. He suddenly turned sideways to avoid the poisonous needle, and raised the blunt sword in his hand. The thick blade hit Ouye's hilt accurately. With a "click" sound, the hilt of the Lingxiao Sword broke, and the poisonous needle fell to the ground. The sword in Ouye's hand instantly lost its power. Before Ou Ye could react, Ba Shi's blunt sword was pressed against his throat. Although the sword was blunt, it carried a huge amount of power, making Ou Ye dare not move at all. The whole place fell silent for a moment. After a while, thunderous cheers rang out from the audience. King Wu Fuchai clapped his hands and exclaimed: "What a concealed sword, it just doesn't sound. It's a blockbuster! Pa Shi, this blunt sword of yours hides edge and wisdom. It is more worthy of the title of 'the best sword in the world' than Ou's sharp sword!" Ou Ye collapsed on the ground, looking at the broken Lingxiao Sword and the dropped poison needle, his eyes full of unwillingness and shame. He finally understood that what he lost was not the sword, but his state of mind; the defeat was not a lack of sharpness, but too much publicity. He showed off his sword skills every day, exposing the weaknesses of the sword and his own impatience, and exposed all the flaws in front of Pa Shi; but Pa Shi always hid his hidden weapon, observed silently, saw clearly all his flaws, and saw through his trump card, and finally won the competition effortlessly. Ba Shi helped Ou Ye up, put the blunt sword back into its scabbard, and said slowly: "Brother Ou, although the sharp edge is sharp, it can easily reveal flaws; although the blunt sword has no edge, it contains a huge amount of power. Hiding a sharp edge is not cowardice, but the calmness after seeing the situation clearly; hiding a weapon is not incompetence, but the calmness after guarding the trump card. The more you talk, the more flaws are exposed. " After hearing this, Ou Ye lowered his head in shame and cupped his hands in front of Ba Shi and said, "What Brother Ba Shi said is true. I was too flamboyant and showed off my edge, but I lost completely. Today I understand the wisdom of Hidden Edge Hidden Weapons and have been taught a lesson." Later, Ba Shi took charge of the Weaponry Supervisor of Wu State and still insisted on forging blunt swords. The swords he forged were still dark and heavy, without edge or brilliance, but they could withstand powerful enemies on the battlefield and protect the country. And Ou Shi also put away his past arrogance and learned the art of hidden edge from Pa Shi. When forging swords, he no longer pursues a quick sharp edge, but polishes it carefully, hiding the edge in the thickness. Ou Shi's sword gradually has a new charm, no longer a fragile sharp edge, but a stable weapon. Many years later, Ba Shi returned to the mountain at an old age and passed on Ba Shi's sword-making skills to his disciples. Before his death, he left a last word: "A blunt sword has no edge, and the edge is hidden inside; a gentleman hides his weapon and it is silent. Those who show the edge are easy to break, but those who hide the edge will last forever; those who talk too much reveal their cowardice, and those who are silent hide their wisdom. Only by holding on to your trump cards, seeing the loopholes clearly, and accumulating strength can you move forward steadily and steadily." These last words were passed down along with Ba's sword-making skills, and gradually surpassed the art of sword-making and became a wise motto for the world to conduct themselves in the world. The world finally understands that Hidden Edge Hidden Weapon is never a sign of cowardice and retreat, but a kind of transparent sobriety and a kind of steady wisdom. Being too arrogant will only become the target of others' attacks; too many words will only expose one's own shortcomings and needs, but become a bargaining chip for others. Only by sheathing your edge, holding on to your trump cards, saying less and observing more, can you see the situation clearly, identify the flaws, hit the target at the critical moment, and achieve a legend that is nothing but a blockbuster. Just like the pines and cypresses in Tianmu Mountain, which hide the edge of their branches and take root deep in the soil, they can withstand violent storms; like the stubborn rocks in the stream, which have the edge of their edges and are polished, so that they can survive thousands of years; just like the blunt sword in the hand of Pa Shi, which has the edge of its edge, is thick and steady, so that it can cut through the edge and become the real best sword in the world. The same is true in life. Hidden edge is not without edge, and hidden weapon is not without weapon. It is about hiding wisdom in silence, hiding strength in composure, concentrating on accumulating strength when no one knows, and stunning the world when the time is right. This is the supreme wisdom of hidden weapon and the ultimate way for masters to live in the world.
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