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General Yu was in Luoyang and questioned Zhonglang. Zhonglang Liuzhi said, "You all should come." Soon Wen Yuanfu, Liu Wangqiao and Pei Shuze all arrived, and they chatted all day long. Mr. Yu still remembered the talents of Liu and Pei, and the integrity of Yuanfu.
Guo Jingchun's poem says: "There are no still trees in the forest, and no still water in the river." Ruan Fu said: "The vastness and desolation are beyond words. Every time I read this, I feel that my spirit transcends my body."
When consulting an elder, one must hold a stick and follow his lead. It is impolite to answer an elder's question without declining.
Luo Junzhang was an official of Huan Xuanwu, and Xie Zhenxi was appointed as Jiangxia, so he went to inspect the work. When Luo arrived, he did not ask about the affairs of the county at first. He went straight to thank him for a few days, drank some wine and then went back. Duke Huan asked what was the matter. Jun Zhang said, "I wonder what kind of person you think Xie Shang is?" Duke Huan said, "Renzu is better than me, Xu people." Jun Zhang said, "How can a person who is better than you do wrong? Therefore, I don't ask you any questions." Duke Huan was surprised by his intention but did not blame him.
In the second month of winter, the sun is in the Big Dipper, setting in the middle of the east wall, and rising in the middle of the Zhen. The day is Rengui. Its emperor is Zhuanxu, and its god is Xuanming. Its insect is a shellfish. Its sound is feather, and its pitch is Huang Zhong. Its number is six. Its taste is salty, and its smell is rotten. Its ritual is to offer sacrifice to the kidney of the ancestors. The ice is getting stronger, and the ground begins to crack. The pheasant does not crow at dawn, and the tiger begins to mate. The emperor lives in the Xuantang Grand Temple, rides on the Xuan Road, drives the iron horse, carries the black flag, wears black clothes, and wears black jade. He eats millet and pigs, and his utensils are large and made of Yan. He orders the death. He orders the officials to say: Do not do earthwork, be careful not to open the roof, do not open the house, and do not open the public, so as to make it solid and closed. The earth's qi is about to leak, which is called opening the room of heaven and earth, and all hibernating animals will die. The people will surely suffer from diseases and epidemics, and then they will be buried. It is called Changyue.
Therefore, in ancient times, the emperor selected princes, ministers, officials, and scholars by archery. Archery is a man's business, and therefore it is decorated with rituals and music. According to the history, if you can do it well, there is nothing better than archery to establish virtue, so the sage kings are committed to it.
The Master said: "What is etiquette? It is the management of affairs. The gentleman has his affairs, and he must manage them. To govern the country without etiquette is like a blind man without friends. What can the entourage do? It is like someone who seeks in a dark room all night, how can he see without a candle? If there is no etiquette, then the hands and feet will not be able to move, the ears and eyes will not be able to add, and the advance and retreat, bowing and yielding will not be controlled. Therefore, if it is used in the residence, the elder and the younger will lose their distinction; the boudoir and the three clans will lose their harmony; the court and the official titles will lose their order; hunting and military affairs will lose their strategies; the army and military achievements will lose their rules; the palace will lose its measure; the tripod will lose its image; the food will lose its time; the music will lose its mode; the car will lose its style; the ghosts and gods will lose their feast; the funeral will lose its sorrow; the debate will lose its party; the official will lose its form; the government affairs will lose its implementation; it will be imposed on the body and mishandled in front, and all the actions of the crowd will lose their appropriateness. In this way, there is no way to reconcile with the crowd. ”
Wang Jing was poor when he was young, and later he rose to the position of 2,000 official officials. His mother said to him, "You were born in a poor family, and now you have risen to the position of 2,000 official officials. Is this enough?" Jing was of no use. He was the Secretary of State and helped Wei, but was disloyal to Jin and was captured. He wept and said goodbye to his mother, "I have not obeyed your command until today!" His mother showed no sadness at all, and said to him, "As a son, you should be filial, and as a minister, you should be loyal. You are filial and loyal, so how can you fail me?"
Wang Ziyou left the capital and was still at the foot of the islet. I had heard before that Huan Ziye was good at playing the flute, but we didn't know each other. The king met Huan passing by on the shore while he was in the boat. A passenger who recognized him said, "This is Huan Ziye." The king then sent someone to tell him, "I heard that you are good at playing the flute. Please try to play it for me." Huan was already noble and prominent at that time. He had always heard of the king's name, so he got off the car, sat on a Hu bed, and played three tunes for him. After finishing, he got in the car. The host and the guest did not exchange a single word.
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