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Kong Wenju had two sons, the elder one was six years old and the younger one was five years old. While his father was sleeping during the day, the younger one would steal wine from the bedside and drink it. The eldest son asked, "Why don't you bow?" He replied, "I stole, so how can I bow?"
Ritual is to the right state: it is like a scale to weight, a ruler to straightness, and a compass to squareness. Therefore, if the scale is honestly hung, it cannot be deceived by the weight; if the ruler is honestly laid out, it cannot be deceived by the crookedness; if the rules are honestly set up, it cannot be deceived by the squareness and roundness; a gentleman examines the rites and cannot be accused of treachery. Therefore, those who respect the rites and follow the rites are called the gentlemen with the rules; those who do not respect the rites and do not follow the rites are called the people without the rules. It is the way of respect and yielding. Therefore, when serving the ancestral temple, one is respectful; when entering the court, the noble and the humble have their positions; when living at home, the father and son are close and the brothers are harmonious; when living in the village, the elders and the young are in order. Confucius said: "To settle the state and govern the people, nothing is better than rites." This is what he meant.
Fan Xuanping was a man, good at wisdom, and sometimes lost the official position in Dongyang, Huan Da Sima was in Nanzhou, so he went to voteChang Qing. "When Fan Cai sat down, Huan thanked him for coming from afar. Although Fan really wanted to submit to Huan, he was afraid that he would damage his reputation by following the trend, so he said, "Although I miss my ancestors, I have a dead son buried here, so I came to visit him. "Huan was disappointed and stood there in vain, and all was lost for a moment.
When Prime Minister Wang crossed the river, he said that he had often talked about Taoism with Pei Chenggong, Ruan Qianli and other wise men by the Luo River. Yang Man said, "I have promised you this a long time ago, why do you need it again?" The king said, "I didn't say I needed it, I just wanted it and it was not available at that time!"
In the second month of spring, the sun is in Kui, the evening arc is in the center, and the morning star is in Jianxing. On the first and second days of the month, the emperor is Dahao and the god is Jumang. The insect is scaly. The note is horn, and the musical scale is Jiazhong. The number is eight. The taste is sour and the smell is rancid. The sacrifice is offered to the door and the spleen. The rain begins, the peach begins to bloom, the oriole sings, and the eagle turns into a dove. The emperor lives in the Qingyang Temple, rides on the Luan Road, drives the Canglong, carries the green flag, wears green clothes, wears Cangyu, eats wheat and sheep, and his utensils are sparse and clear.
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