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Sky Spirit Blacksmith

My Lord, let's get divorced.

When a senior official came to pay his respects, he would say no. When paying respects to someone, he should not be happy on that day. Women should not go beyond the border to pay respects to someone. On the day of paying respects, they should not drink alcohol or eat meat. When paying respects to a funeral, the person must hold the lead. If they follow the coffin to the grave, they should all hold the rope. When a public official pays respects, there must be someone to bow, even if they are friends or people from the state or village. When paying respects, he should say, "My lord will serve you." The host should say, "Come." When the lord sees the coffin on the road, he must send someone to pay his respects. When a senior official is buried, commoners should not receive his respects. If the brother of the wife's father dies, the son should be the main one, and he should not cry or jump. The husband should enter the room on the right, and have someone stand outside the door to inform the visitors. If they are close to him, he should go in and cry. If the father is alive, he should cry in the wife's room; if they are not the father's descendants, he should cry in other rooms. If there is a funeral, if you hear of the death of a distant brother, you should cry in the side room; if there is no side room, you should cry on the right side of the door; if they are from the same country, you should go to cry.

Hong Kong 1972

When Yu Wenkang died, He Yangzhou said at his funeral: "Buried in the soil, how can we stop feeling sad!"

Soul Workshop

In the suburban sacrifice, the mourners dare not cry, and those in mourning clothes dare not enter the country gate, which is the utmost respect. On the day of the sacrifice, the king leads the animal, the mu answers the king, and the ministers follow in order. After entering the temple gate, they are beautiful in front of the stele. The ministers and officials bare their clothes, and the hairy cows are still ears. They are cut with a phoenix knife, and the flesh and blood are taken out before they leave. Burning the sacrifice, offering the smell and leaving, is the utmost respect. In the suburban sacrifice, the great report to the sky is the main sun, and the moon is paired with it. The Xiahou clan sacrificed to the dark, the Yin people sacrificed to the yang, and the Zhou people sacrificed to the sun, starting in the morning and in the dark. Sacrifice to the sun on the altar, and sacrifice to the moon on the pit, to distinguish between the living and the dead, and to control the upper and lower. Sacrifice the sun in the east and the moon in the west to distinguish the outside from the inside and to set their positions. The sun rises in the east and the moon rises in the west. The length and shortness of yin and yang, the beginning and the end, are in rotation, so as to achieve harmony in the world. The rituals of the world are to return to the beginning, to respect ghosts and gods, to achieve harmony, to achieve righteousness, and to achieve yielding. Return to the beginning to strengthen the foundation; respect ghosts and gods to respect the superiors; use things to establish the rules of the people. If righteousness is achieved, the upper and lower will not rebel. If yielding is achieved, disputes will be eliminated. Combining these five is the ritual to govern the world. Although there are strange evils, those who cannot be governed are very small.

Lucky Wife

The enemy of the father will not live under the same sky with him. The enemy of the brother will not fight back. Friends are from different countries. There are many fortifications in the suburbs, which is a disgrace to the nobles. The land is vast, but it is uncultivated, which is also a disgrace to the scholars.

Mid-autumn cold rainy season

Wang Ziyou and Zijing were both seriously ill, but Zijing died first. Ziyou asked his attendants, "Why haven't we heard any news? He is already dead!" He showed no sadness at all when he spoke. They asked for a sedan chair and came to the funeral, but did not cry. Zijing had always loved the zither, so he went straight in and sat on the coffin, took out Zijing's zither and played it. When the strings were out of tune, he threw it to the ground and said, "Zijing! Zijing! Both you and the zither are gone." He was in grief for a long time, and died more than a month later.