1216: Chapter 1210: There Are Even Clearer Clues 1216: Chapter 1210: There Are Even Clearer Clues “Additionally, there are even clearer clues in the book.” Li Changlin truly never tired of shocking people; just when everyone had fully accepted his reasoning, he surprisingly threw out another fresh theory, “Everyone knows, after Miss Yin placed the baby on the wooden plank, the baby floated downstream until stopping at the foot of Jinshan Temple, where he was picked up by an old monk nad Fa Ming.”
“Indeed, that is true, but Mr.
Li, is there sothing wrong with this?” Professor Cai, well-studied in Journey to the West, while unable to recite the text verbatim like Li Changlin, clearly understood the narrative of the story.
Li Changlin smiled and said: “That’s right, there is a major issue here.”
“Mr.
Li, please enlighten us, we are all ears.” At this point, Professor Luo was also subdued by Li Changlin’s words, his expression much more respectful.
Li Changlin continued: “The original text in the book reads, ‘The Elder hastily saved him, and upon seeing the blood letter in his embrace, learned of his origins, nad him Jiang Liu, entrusted him to caregivers, and tightly kept the blood letter.
Years pass by swiftly, and before one realizes, Jiang Liu has grown to eighteen years old.
The Elder then asks him to shave his head and practice Buddhism, bestowing him the Dharma na Xuan Zang, initiating him into the vows, determined to pursue the religious path.'”
“Mr.
Li, what a mory!” Wen Chengzai said admiringly.
“It’s like he knows it by heart.” Professor Ma also didn’t stint his praise.
Professor Cai and Professor Luo both nodded in approval, now harboring a sense of inferiority in their hearts.
Reflecting on their own previous performance, both felt increasingly embarrassed.
Li Changlin did not concern himself with their internal thoughts, and continued with a light laugh: “This segnt of text might seem unproblematic on the surface, but the old monk’s actions are indeed very puzzling.
Think about it, if we knew soone committed a cri, what should we do at that mont?”
“Report to the police!”
“Dial 110!”
“Seek imdiate governnt assistance!”
The crowd below was amused by this rare interaction, and many began to shout out loud with raised hands.
Li Changlin nodded with a smile, raised his finger and said, “Since upon seeing the blood letter, he knew the origins, then the old monk should have taken the blood letter to the Capital City to report the cri or inford Chancellor Yin, right?
This way, it may have only taken ten days or eight days to bring Liu Hong to justice, and there would have been no need to wait a lengthy eighteen years, right?”
“Yes!”
“Indeed, this old monk’s actions are quite habitual!”
“Damn, there must be a conspiracy here!”
“Indeed, I feel it too.”
Upon such analysis by Li Changlin, everyone thought it over briefly and found his reasoning very sound.
Professor Cai also continuously nodded, saying: “This matter relates to championing justice, and it’s surprising that the old monk secretly kept the blood letter hidden.
This issue is indeed not simple, there might be so scheming involved.”
Professor Luo analyzed: “The monk not reporting might be because he was timid and afraid of getting involved.
Even though he knew the truth, he might be too frightened of repercussions to report it; of course it’s possible that the blood letter didn’t actually ntion anything about deep-seated revenge, so he didn’t know the truth and therefore didn’t report.”
“Professor Luo’s analysis makes sense, but this old monk isn’t soone who is timid and afraid.
If he was really afraid of causing trouble or inconvenience, then he wouldn’t have later taken out the blood letter to incite or encourage Tang Monk to seek revenge.” Professor Ma shook his head, presenting his viewpoint.
“But then this doesn’t make sense either, because according to Professor Ma’s opinion, while we can dismiss the first analysis by Professor Luo, it complicates the explanation of the second hypothesis.
If the old monk didn’t know the truth, how could he possibly incite and encourage Tang Monk to seek revenge after eighteen years?”
As the host, Wen Chengzai certainly had to keep the atmosphere lively.
Especially because this topic was indeed very interesting, according to Professor Luo’s reasoning, it was indeed hard to ascertain why the old monk didn’t report the case himself.
Yet one thing the audience did agree upon, was that the old monk had so kind of purpose in his actions.
The old monk definitely had a purpose, as this is the only clear and definitive clue in the entire matter.
If he had no purpose, he would not have waited eighteen years to send Tang Monk on a quest for revenge.
All of the old monk’s actions also served this single purpose, even to the extent of deciding on his own to shave Jiang Liu’s head when he turned eighteen, and giving him the monastic na Xuan Zang.
As Jiang Liu grew up, he had countless choices of what he could do, especially since Jiang Liu’s maternal grandfather was Chancellor Yin, who could have facilitated a career in politics for him.
However, the old monk stubbornly made him beco a monk.
Isn’t that rather peculiar?
More than peculiar, Xuan Zang himself said emotionally, “If not for my teacher’s rescue and care, where would I be today?
Allow to find my mother, then with incense above my head, rebuild the temple, and repay my teacher’s deep kindness!”
Look, it was one thing for the old monk to decide on his own, but even Xuan Zang believed he should be a monk, which is greatly strange.
After Xuan Zang spoke those words, the old monk further took the opportunity to instruct Tang Monk on how to et his mother and how to exact revenge.
At that mont, his first words upon eting his mother were: “I didn’t beco a monk from childhood, nor as a middle-aged man.
I tell you, my persecution is as vast as the heavens, and my grievance as deep as the sea!
My father was murdered by soone, my mother was taken by a villain, and my teacher, Elder Famíng, instructed at Jiangzhou governnt to find my mother.”
These words were spoken directly, without need for probing or verification, clearly detailed by Xuan Zang as if he had experienced all these events himself.
At this mont, Miss Yin drew in a cold breath — the anticipated revenge had finally arrived.
When Miss Yin saw her son, estranged for eighteen years, her emotional state was both worried and happy.
The happiness, of course, was due to her son being alive.
But why the worry?
Logically, since her son had grown up and even returned to find his family, Miss Yin should not have any anxious thoughts!
Yet a deep concern erged in Miss Yin’s heart.
Why is that?
It’s simple, Miss Yin rembered a dream she had about Nanji Xianweng, making her realize that her fate with Liu Hong was probably reaching its end.
At the ti, Miss Yin asked, “What proof do you have?”
Xuan Zang said: “The blood letter is the evidence.”
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