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Zengzi went to Fuxia to pay tribute to his ancestors. After the host filled the pond, he pushed the coffin back and brought it back. He brought down the women and then performed the rituals. The attendant asked, "Is it the etiquette?" Zengzi said, "The ancestor is Qie; Qie, why can't he stay overnight?" The attendant asked Ziyou again, "Is it the etiquette?" Ziyou said, "Eat under the window, bury the dead in a small way inside the door, bury the dead in a big way on the east side, and hold the funeral in the guest seat. The funeral is held in the courtyard and buried in the tomb. This is how it is far away. Therefore, funerals have progress but no retreat." Zengzi heard this and said, "It's too much. I'm the one who left the ancestor." Zengzi wore a fur coat to pay his respects, and Ziyou wore a fur coat to pay his respects. Zengzi pointed at Ziyou and showed him, "Fuck, you are a man who is accustomed to etiquette, how can you wear a fur coat to pay your respects?" The host had folded his hair in a small way, bared his clothes, and tied his hair; Ziyou hurried out and came back wearing a fur coat and a sash. Zengzi said, "I went too far, I went too far, this is it."
When Yuan Hong first wrote the Fu on the Eastern Expedition, he did not mention Tao Yuanming at all. The Hu slave lured him into a narrow room, pointed a sword at him, and said, "The merits of our ancestors were so great! You wrote the poem about the Eastern Expedition, how could you ignore it?" Hong was embarrassed and had no idea, so he replied, "I am the Great Dao Master, why do you say I have nothing?" Then he recited, "Fine gold is refined a hundred times, and it can be cut. His merits are to govern people, and his duty is to quell rebellions. Changsha's merits are praised by history."
Zeng Zi asked, "When a envoy dies in his residence, etiquette says: public residences are restored, but private residences are not restored. In all countries where envoys are granted residences by officials, public residences are already public residences, so why do you say that private residences are not restored?" Confucius said, "What a good question! The homes of ministers, officials, and scholars are called private residences; public residences and official residences are called public residences. The restoration of public residences is what it means." Zeng Zi asked, "The lower dead: Tu Zhou buried in the garden, and then went there by carriage, because the road was close. Now the tomb is far away, how should it be buried?" Confucius said, "I heard Lao Dan say: In the past, Shi Yi had a son who died, which was the lower dead. The tomb was far away, and Zhao Gong asked him, 'Why don't you bury him in the palace? ' Shi Yi said, 'How dare I? ’ Duke Zhao told Duke Zhou about this, and Duke Zhou said, ‘Is it not possible?’ Shi Yi did it. The use of coffins and coffins for the deceased was first introduced by Shi Yi.
Yang Fu wrote a poem in praise of snow, which said: "It is transformed by the purity and diffused by the air. When it encounters an image, it can be bright, and when it is pure, it becomes radiant." Huan Yin then wrote on the fan.
This month is the beginning of winter. Three days before the beginning of winter, the historian reported to the emperor: On a certain day, winter begins, and the great virtue is in the water. The emperor then stood up. On the day of the beginning of winter, the emperor personally led the three dukes, nine ministers, and officials to welcome winter in the northern suburbs, and then returned to reward the dead and provide relief to the orphans and widows. In this month, the emperor ordered the historian to use tortoise shells and divination to judge the good and bad fortunes, so as to investigate the favoritism, so that no crime could be covered up.
Huan Xuan once climbed up to the southern tower of Jiangling City and said, "I want to write a eulogy for Wang Xiaobo now." He chanted and whistled for a long time, and then began to write. I took a moment to sit and write this eulogy.
In this month, the emperor ordered the musicians to repair the drums, harps, zithers, flutes, pipes, and flutes, to play the halberds, spears, spears, and feathers, to tune the 竽, 笙, 篧, and 韷镔. He ordered the officials to pray to the mountains, rivers, and springs for the people, and to perform the Great Rain God with great music. He ordered all the counties to perform the Rain God and all the ministers who were beneficial to the people, to pray for a good harvest. The farmers harvested millet.
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