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The goddess' personal doctor

Wang Ziyou and Zijing were once sitting in the same room when the emperor suddenly got angry. Ziyou quickly ran away, without panicking to get his sandals; Zijing looked calm, slowly called his attendants, and walked out with help, just like usual. The world uses this to determine the shrines of the two kings.

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Youzi and Ziyou stood and saw a young man admiring her. Youzi said to Ziyou, "I don't know why people dance in mourning. I have wanted to leave for a long time. Is it true that the emotion is here?" Ziyou said, "In etiquette, there are those who have subtle emotions, those who have things for a reason, and those who have direct emotions and act directly. This is the way of the barbarians. Etiquette is not like this. When people are happy, they are happy, and when they are happy, they sing. When they sing, they are hesitant. When they are hesitant, they dance. When they dance, they are upset. When they are upset, they are sad. When they are sad, they sigh. When they sigh, they are shy. When they are shy, they dance. , this is called etiquette. When a person dies, this is to hate it, and if you are incompetent, this is to betray it. Therefore, the quilt is made and the bamboo leaves are set, so that people will not hate it. When a person dies, dried meat and salted meat are offered as sacrifices; before the funeral, the person is sent to carry the body; after the funeral, the body is eaten, and no one has ever seen a feast. Since the ancient times, there has never been a place to keep it, so that people will not betray it. Therefore, what you criticize about etiquette is not a criticism of etiquette. "

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A filial son must think about things in advance when he is about to offer sacrifices; he must prepare things in advance; he must be empty in order to manage them. After the palace is built, the walls and houses are built, and all the things are ready, the husband and wife take a bath together, wear the best clothes and flatter to offer the sacrifices. It is clear and orderly, as if he cannot overcome it or will lose it. Isn't this the deepest filial piety! The offerings and sacrifices are presented, the rituals and music are arranged, and the officials are prepared. Then they are presented with respect and respect. Then they are explained to the gods and spirits, so that they may be worshipped. "Maybe they may be worshipped" is the aspiration of the filial son. When the filial son offers sacrifice, he should be sincere and sincere, trustworthy and trustworthy, respectful and respectful, and ceremonial without going beyond the limit. He must be respectful when he advances and retreats, as if he were obeying orders from his parents, so that he may be ordered. The filial son's sacrifice is understandable. When he stands, he is respectful and humble, when he advances, he is respectful and happy, and when he offers, he is respectful and eager; when he retreats and stands, he is as if he is about to receive an order; when he has finished and retreats, he has a look of respect and courtesy on his face. When the filial son offers sacrifice, if he stands without bowing, he is stubborn; when he advances without happiness, he is distant; when he offers without desire, he does not love; when he retreats and stands, he is not as good as if he were ordered, he is arrogant; when he has finished and retreats, he has no look of respect and courtesy, and he has forgotten his origin. If he offers sacrifice in this way, he has failed. A filial son who has deep love must have a harmonious temperament; a harmonious temperament must have a happy expression; a happy expression must have a gentle expression. A filial son is like holding a jade, like offering a fullness, and is full of it, as if he cannot win, as if he is about to lose it. Sternness, dignity, and solemnity are not the way to serve one's parents, but the way to become an adult.

Stop pretending, kid.

In the first month of summer, the sun is in Bi, the sun sets in Yizhong, and the sun rises in Wunuzhong. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yandi, and its god is Zhurong. Its insect is feather. Its note is Zheng, and its rhythm is Zhonglü. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove god, and its lung is sacrificed. Crickets chirp, earthworms come out, king melons grow, and bitter herbs bloom. The emperor lives in the left side of the Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and rough.