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The so-called self-cultivation is to rectify one's heart. If one is angry, one cannot be rectified; if one is afraid, one cannot be rectified; if one is happy, one cannot be rectified; if one is worried, one cannot be rectified. If one's heart is not there, one will not see, hear, or taste. This is called self-cultivation is to rectify one's heart.
The monk Yi was in the Waguun Temple. Wang Gouzi came and talked with him, so the monk asked him to recite the principles. The monk asked the king, "Does a sage have feelings?" The king said, "No." The monk asked again, "Is a sage like a pillar?" The king said, "Like a calculation stick. Although it has no feelings, the one who moves it has feelings." The monk thought, "Who moves the sage?" Gou Zi left without an answer.
In his later years, General Xi loved to talk. Although the topics were elegant and beyond his experience, he was very proud of them. Later, when he went to the court, he thought that Prime Minister Wang was very hateful in his later years, so every time he saw him, he would want to give him a stern warning. The princes knew his meaning and often quoted it as another saying. Before returning to the town, he ordered his carriage to meet the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister raised his beard and looked stern. As soon as he sat down, he said, "We are about to part ways, and I must tell you what I see." His words were full of seriousness and his manner was unsound. Wang Gongshe was the next one and said, "We don't know what will happen next, and I also want to express my feelings. I hope you won't talk about it anymore." Xi then became very angry, and left with a cold collar, without saying a word.
Zhi Daoling and Yin Yuanyuan were both in Xiangwang Xu. The King of Xiang said to the two men, "You can try to have a conversation with them. Your talents and natures are probably as solid as those of the two states of Yao and Han, so you better be careful!" Zhi started to act, but then he changed his tune and kept his distance. After a few conversations, he unknowingly entered into their mystery. The Prince of Xiang stroked his shoulder and said with a smile: "This is his victory. How can we argue with him?"
When parents die, before offering sacrifices, brothers die; after the funeral, offering sacrifices are made. If they are in the same palace, even if they are servants or concubines, offering sacrifices are made after the funeral. During sacrifices, the host's ranks are divided, and the attendants are also divided. Even the Yu Fu are the same. From the princes to the scholars, during the minor sacrifices, the host spits when offering wine; the guests and brothers all spit at it. For the major sacrifices, the host spits, and the guests and brothers all drink it. Those who attend the sacrifices and funerals tell the guests to offer sacrifices but not to eat.
The roars of Ruan's infantrymen could be heard from hundreds of steps away. In Mount Sumen, a true man suddenly appeared, and the woodcutters all told about him. Ruan Ji went to see, and saw the man hugging his knees beside a rock. Ji climbed the ridge to meet him, and they sat cross-legged facing each other. Ji discussed the history of the past, and explained the mysterious and quiet ways of Huang and Nong, and examined the beauty of the great virtues of the Three Dynasties. When asked about it, he did not respond. He then recounted the teachings of action, the techniques of settling the mind and guiding the qi, and watched him. He was just the same as before, staring intently without moving. Ji Yin let out a long whistle in response. After a long time, he smiled and said, "You can do it again." Ji whistled again. When his intention was exhausted, he retreated and returned halfway up the mountain. He then heard a sound from above, like the sound of drums played by several tribes, echoing through the woods and valleys. He looked back and then howled at the people.
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