Later, the eight worship acquaintances refer to: the acquaintance of managing abalone, the acquaintance of a bosom friend, the acquaintance of cutting one's neck, the acquaintance of sacrificing one's life, the acquaintance of glue and paint, the acquaintance of chickens and millet, the acquaintance of forgetting one's years, and the acquaintance of life and death.
Friends
Yu Boya was from Yingdu, Chu State, and served as a high official in Jin State. The Marquis of Jin wanted to have good relations with the Chu State, so he sent Yu Boya to visit the Chu State. After Yu Boya went to Chu State to do official business, he paid his respects to the King of Chu. The King of Chu presented him with gold colored satin, a high carriage and four horses. Yu Boya had been away from the Chu Kingdom for twelve years, and wanted to go back in a large circle by water to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the Chu Kingdom. He pretended to the King of Chu and said, "I am suffering from a minor illness and cannot ride in a carriage. I would like to go back by boat for medical treatment." The King of Chu agreed to his request and ordered the navy to set aside a large ship to send Yu Boya back to the Kingdom of Jin.
Yu Boya took an official ship and arrived at the mouth of Hanyang River within a day. On the 15th day of August, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the wind surged and the rain poured down. The official ship was unable to move forward and docked at the foot of the mountain. After a while, the wind and waves were calm, the clouds dispersed and the moon appeared. The moon after the rain is even brighter. Yu Boya was feeling bored while sitting in the cabin, so he walked to the bow of the ship, and while watching the moonlight, he picked up the Yao Qin and played it gently. Suddenly, Yu Boya found someone secretly admiring his piano sound, and immediately asked someone to look for him. A woodcutter was found on the spot. When Yu Boya saw that he was a woodcutter, he smiled and said, "Can the man who chops wood in the mountains also listen to the harp? Tell him to leave." The woodcutter not only refused to leave, but also shouted loudly: "My lord is wrong! Don't you know? "If there is a gentleman inside the door, there will be a gentleman outside the door." If you bully no one who listens to the harp in the mountains, the night will be quieter, and there will be no harp players at the foot of the barren mountain. "Bo Ya asked him when he saw his extraordinary words. "Since he is a qin player, what did I play just now?" The woodcutter replied, "What you just played was Confucius sighing for his face. Is that right?" When Boya heard the answer, he said very happily: "Sir, it's true. It’s a piano player.” He ordered his men to invite the gentleman on board to discuss it in detail.
When the woodcutter got on the boat, Boya's men saw him wearing a bamboo hat, a raincoat, and straw sandals, holding a pointed pole in his hand and an ax at his waist. He told him: "Hey, when you see my master, you must kneel down and kowtow. If I ask you anything, be careful what you say." The woodcutter said, "Don't be rude. Wait until I undress and meet you." After that, he took off his raincoat. He took off his bamboo hat, took off his axe, put down his pointed pole, got down from the cabin and made a long salute to Boya without kneeling down and kowtowed, saying: "You are a humble man." Yu Boya was a minister of the Jin Dynasty, so where did he see this woodcutter in his eyes? He slowly raised his hand and said, "My dear friend, please excuse me." He asked the book boy to move a stool to the lower table for him to sit on. The woodcutter saw that Boya was not polite and showed no humility, so he sat down. Boya neither asked anyone to serve tea nor asked his name. He immediately asked: "Are you the one who was listening to the piano on the shore just now?" The woodcutter replied: "That's right." Boya said: "Since you came to listen to the piano, you must know The origin of the harp. Who made this harp? What are the benefits of playing it? "The woodcutter replied: "This harp was made by Fu Xi, so it is called Yao harp..." Boya heard that he answered fluently and was familiar with music theory. , very happy, but also suspected that he had memorized these words by rote, and wanted to try him again. He said to him: "One time, Confucius was playing the piano indoors. His student Yan Hui came in from the outside. Suddenly he heard the murderous meaning in the music. He was startled. After asking about it, he realized that there was a cat just now, trying to catch a cat. When Confucius saw a mouse, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and it was reflected in the music of the piano unconsciously. He was really a close friend like Yan Hui! Can you tell by hearing it?" The woodcutter said, "Try it, sir, and try your best to guess. If you can't guess, you won't be punished." Boya looked at the mountains and played the harp, expressing the towering shape of the mountains in the music. The woodcutter heard this and praised it: "It's beautiful! It's so majestic, it's like a high mountain!" Boya then played the piano to the river, expressing the rushing force of the water in the music. The woodcutter listened and praised again: "It's beautiful! The water is flowing, the water is flowing!" Yu Boya was shocked when he heard the woodcutter express his thoughts. He quickly put down his Yaoqin and paid the woodcutter the courtesy of guest and host. He kept saying: "Disrespect, disrespect! There is a treasure of beautiful jade in the stone. If you judge people by their clothes and appearance, wouldn't you miss the world's wise men! Sir, you have a distinguished name?" The woodcutter bowed and replied: "My surname is Zhong, and my surname is Hui." , named Ziqi." After speaking, he asked again: "My lord, where is your surname?" Boya raised his hand and said, "I am an official in Jin State and came here to visit Chu State." Boya pushed Ziqi to sit in the guest seat, sat in the chair to accompany him, and asked the bookboy to serve tea. After drinking tea, the two went to the table to drink. Boya asked again: "My master's accent suggests that he is from the Chu country, but I don't know where he lives?" Ziqi said: "The villain's humble abode is in Zhongjia Village not far from here.
He added: "To be honest, my parents are here." In order to support his parents, he lived here cutting firewood. Even the respect of the Three Lords cannot make me leave my parents. Seeing that he was so filial, Boya respected him even more. He asked again: "How much youth do you have?" Ziqi said: "There are seven in twenty years spent in vain." Boya said: "Xiaguan is one year older." If Ziqi doesn't dislike him, he would like to become close friends with his husband and treat him like brothers. Zi Qi said with a smile: "Your Excellency is a famous Duke of the Kingdom of China, but I, Zhong Hui, am a lowly fellow from a poor country. How dare I climb so high?" "Bo Ya is the older brother, and Ziqi is the younger brother. After saying goodbye, the two continued to drink and talk to each other.
Zhong Ziqi was very interested in talking with Yu Boya, but he didn't realize that the moon was pale and the stars were sparse. All the sailors on the boat got up to leave. Boya held Ziqi's hand tightly and said, "Brother, it's too late to meet you, and it's too early to say goodbye!" I would like to ask Brother Xian to accompany Brother Fool for a few days, but I don’t know if that’s okay? Ziqi said, "Because my parents are at home and don't dare to travel far away, I have no choice but to stay with you." Boya was silent for a while and said: "Forget it, I will still visit my wise brother during the Mid-Autumn Festival next year." Ziqi said: "In that case, I will wait for my wise brother by the river during the Mid-Autumn Festival next year. I dare not make any mistakes." "Bo Ya asked the boy to bring some silver to give to Zi Qi, and the two parted in tears.
Time flies, and the sun and the moon fly by. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival of the next year, Yu Boya took a boat to the mouth of the Hanyang River. The boat docked at the place where they met Ziqi during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. Boya stepped onto the bow and saw that the moon was shining brightly, but Ziqi was nowhere to be seen. After washing his teeth, he went ashore to visit Zhongjia Village with his entourage. After walking a short distance, he came to the intersection of Sanjia Village and happened to meet an old man who came forward and saluted. "Excuse me, which way should I take to go to Zhongjiacun? "It turns out that these two roads go to Zhongjia Village, one to the south of the village and the other to the north of the village. The old man asked: "Who do you want to visit, sir? Boya said, "I'm going to visit Zhong Ziqi." After hearing this, the old man burst into tears and said, "Ziqi is my son." On the Mid-Autumn Festival of the Lunar New Year, Yu Boya, a senior official in the Jin Dynasty, gave him some money to buy books for my son to study. He chopped firewood during the day and read at night. He worked hard and contracted diseases. He died a few months later. "When Bo Ya heard this, he beat his chest with both hands and fell to the ground crying bitterly. Zhong Gong asked the book boy: "Who is this gentleman? The boy said, "That's Mr. Yu Boya." "Zhong Gong said: "It turns out that he is my son's best friend. He quickly helped Boya up. Boya asked Zhong Gong with tears in his eyes: "Where is your son buried?" "Zhong Gong said: "According to my son's last words, he was buried by the Ma'anshan River in wait for Yu Boya, a doctor of the Jin Dynasty. "So, Boya asked Zhong Gong to lead him to pay homage to Zhong Ziqi's grave.
Yu Boya came to Zhong Ziqi's grave and bowed several times. After holding up the Yao Qin and playing a song, he The Yao Qin was smashed on the stone. Zhong Gong felt strange and asked, "Why did you break this Qin?" Boya said: "If you break the Yaoqin and Fengweihan, who will Ziqi play to if you don't play it?" The spring breeze is full of friends, but it is difficult to find a close friend. "Zhong Gong said: "That's it, pitiful, pitiful! Boya said to Zhonggong: "The lower official is sad and doesn't follow the old man to the house." When I report to the Marquis of Jin to resign and return home, I will take my old man and my old aunt to my home to take care of them until they die. I am Ziqi, and Ziqi is me. Please don’t lower your official rank and become an outsider. After saying that, he gave Zhong Gong some money and said goodbye.
Later, people called people who were good at appreciating music "bosom friends", and used "bosom friends" to describe people who knew each other very well. A close friend.
The friend who sacrificed his life
Why should he count his friends when they are covered by clouds and rain? /p>
In the past, the state of Qi had Guan Zhong, whose name was Yiwu, and Uncle Bao, whose name was Xuanzi. They had known each other since they were poor and humble. Later, Uncle Bao first became famous under Duke Huan of Qi and recommended Guan Zhong as prime minister, taking the position above him. The two of them worked together to assist the government, and Guan Zhong once said a few words: "I have fought in one battle and one in the north. Uncle Bao does not think that I am timid, because he knows that I have an old mother. When I meet an official, Uncle Bao doesn't think I'm unworthy of him, he knows I'm out of luck. I tried to discuss it with Uncle Bao, but he didn't think I was stupid and knew the pros and cons. I once became a businessman with Uncle Bao, and we shared a lot of profits. Uncle Bao didn't think he was greedy, and he knew I was poor. My parents are the ones who gave birth to me, and Uncle Bao is the one who knows me! "So in ancient and modern times, when talking about close friendship, one must say: "Guan Bao". Today, it is said that two friends met by chance and became brothers. Each sacrificed his life and left his name forever.
In the Spring and Autumn Period, Chu Yuan Wang Chong is cowardly and loyal, and he recruits talented people. The people in the world will be overwhelmed by the news. There is a wise man in Jishi Mountain in Xiqiang. Talents who can help the world can learn to bring peace to the people.
In his late forties, due to the annexation of the Chinese princes, there were few people who practiced benevolent government and many people relied on power and hegemony, so they had no official career. Later, I heard that King Muren of the Chu Yuan Dynasty was kind and righteous, and he was seeking a virtuous land. He took a bag of books, said goodbye to his neighbors and friends in his hometown, and rushed to the Chu Kingdom. When Yu Li came to Yongdi, it was the middle of winter, with heavy wind and rain. There is a poem "Moon over the Xijiang River", a single winter rain scene:
The sad wind cuts my face, and the drizzle invades my clothes. He makes ice and snow to show off his cold power, but he is not as kind as he was at that time. The mountain color is unclear and often dark, and the sunlight occasionally shines but is still weak. Wanderers at the end of the world long for home, and travelers on the road should regret it.
Zuo Botao walked in the rain and wind for a day, and his clothes were all wet. Looking at the dim sky, I walked toward the village to find a place to stay overnight. In the distance, I saw the light coming from the broken window in the bamboo forest, and I ran towards that place. Seeing a low fence surrounding a thatched house, he pushed open the fence and knocked lightly on the firewood door. One of them opened his door and went out. Zuo Botao stood under the eaves and hurriedly saluted and said: "I am a young man from the Western Qiang family, my surname is Zuo, my double name is Botao. I want to go to Chu country, but unexpectedly encounter rain on the way. I can't find a place to stay. Please borrow me for a night." You can come early, but I don't know if you are willing to accept it." Upon hearing this, the man hurriedly responded and invited him into the house. Bo Tao looked at it and saw that there was only one collapse. There were piles of books on the collapse and nothing else. Bo Tao knew that he was also a coward, so he wanted to bow down. The man said: "It is not necessary to talk about etiquette and let the fire dry the clothes, but it is a conversation." That night, he burned bamboo for the fire and Bo Tao dried his clothes. The man cooked food and wine for Bo Tao, and he was very diligent and generous. Bo Tao asked for his name. The man said: "My surname is Yang, my twin names are Ai, my parents died when I was young, and I live here alone. I love reading very much, and agriculture is completely abandoned. Now I am lucky to meet a virtuous land and come from afar, but I hate that my family is cold, and I have nothing to pay for, so I beg. "Forgive me." Bo Tao said: "In the rain, I have to eat and drink. How can I forget the gratitude?" That night, the two of them rested together and fell asleep, talking about the knowledge in their minds, and they couldn't sleep all night long.
Until dawn, it continued to rain. Jiao Ai left Bo Tao at home, tried his best to support each other, and became Kun Zhong. Bo Tao is five years older than Jiao Ai, and Jiao Ai considers Bo Tao his brother. One day, the rain stops and the roads dry up. Bo Tao said: "My dear brother has the talent for the throne and the ambition of economic affairs. It is a pity that he doesn't care about bamboos and silks and enjoys the old forest and spring water." Jiao Ai said: "It's not that he doesn't want to be an official, but he doesn't get married." Bo Tao said. He said: "Now the King of Chu is asking for scholars humbly. Since my good brother has this intention, why don't you go?" Jiao Ai said: "I would like to follow my brother's orders." Then he packed up some small roads to waste food and rice, abandoned his thatched hut, and the two of them looked south together. And Jin
We traveled for a few days, and it was raining again. We stayed in the hotel, and all the luggage was exhausted, except for one bag of food. The two of them took turns to carry it, and walked away in the rain. When the rain stopped, the wind picked up again, and it snowed heavily all day. How could it be seen? You see:
The wind makes the snow cold, and the snow takes advantage of the power of the wind. Willow catkins are flying wildly, and goose feathers are buried in mass. The sky is in chaos, making no distinction between north, south, west and east; the ground is covered in the sky, turning into green, yellow, red and black. Exploring the plum poem cellar is so interesting that pedestrians on the road feel like losing their souls.
The two of them walked through Qiyang and passed the Liangshan Road. They asked about the woodcutter and said: "From now on, there will be no human habitation for more than a hundred miles. They are all barren mountains and wilderness, with wolves and tigers swarming in them, so they have to stop going." "Bo Tao and Jiao Ai asked, "How are you feeling, my dear brother?" Jiao Ai said, "Since ancient times, we have been here to give birth to our lives." After another day's journey, they stayed at the ancient tomb. In the middle, the clothes are thin and the wind is bone-chilling.
The next day, the snow fell harder and harder, and the mountains seemed to be filled with feet. Bo Tao couldn't bear the cold, so he said: "I think that if we go more than a hundred miles here, there will be no one home. We will not have enough food to travel, and we will not have enough food and clothing. If one person goes alone, he can reach Chu State. If the two of them are afraid of going, they will freeze to death even if they don't." , I will starve to death on the way and rot with the grass and trees. What is the use? I will take off my clothes and put them on my wise brother. My wise brother can only wear this food, and I will not be able to walk on the way. I would rather die here. When I see the King of Chu, my brother Zhi Xian will definitely take care of me, so it is not too late to bury me." Jiao Ai said, "How can this be true? More than flesh and blood. "Can I bear to go alone and seek to enter the body?" So he refused and helped Bo Tao to walk. After walking for less than ten miles, Bo Tao said, "The wind and snow are getting tighter. How can we get there?" And find a resting place by the road. "Seeing a withered mulberry plant, it was quite a shelter from the snow. There was only room for one person under the mulberry tree, so Jiao Ai helped Bo Tao in and sat down. Bo Tao ordered Jiao Ai to knock stones to make fire and heat up the withered skills to keep out the cold. Bi Tao said. When Jiao Ai arrived with firewood, he saw Bo Tao stripped naked and all his clothes were laid in a pile. Jiao Ai was shocked and said, "Why is this, my brother?" Bo Tao said: "I have no idea. Dear brother, don't make a mistake. Put on these clothes quickly and carry the food. I will just stay here to die." Jiao Ai held his arms and cried loudly, saying: "We live and die together, how can we be separated?" Bo Tao said: "If you die of starvation, who will take care of the bones?" "Jiao Ai said, "If that's the case, I would rather undress and wear it with my brother. I can waste food and go away, but I would rather die here." Bo Tao said, "I am often sick, and my virtuous brother is young and stronger than me. ; and the knowledge in mind is beyond my reach.
If you see the king of Chu, you will definitely be promoted to an official. It doesn’t matter if I die! Brother, don't stay too long, tell me to go quickly. Jiao Ai said, "I will not do such a great injustice to make my brother starve to death in the mulberry tree, while my brother gets fame alone." Bo Tao said, "I left Jishi Mountain and went to my brother's home. I felt like old friends at the first sight." I know that my brother's breasts are missing, so I use this to persuade him to make progress. Unfortunately, due to wind and rain, my destiny must be exhausted. If my brother also dies here, it will be my fault. "After saying that, he wanted to jump into the stream to die. Jiao Ai hugged him and cried bitterly, held his clothes up, and helped him to the mulberry tree. Bo Tao pushed the clothes away. When Jiao Ai wanted to come forward to persuade him again, he saw that Bo Tao's expression had changed. , his limbs were cold, and he couldn't speak, so he waved away with his hand and thought: "If I have been in love for a long time, I will freeze to death. Will my brother be buried after his death?" Then he worshiped Bo Tao again in the snow and cried, "I'm not worthy of my brother, I'm leaving here. I hope you can help me with my yin power." But if you get a small name, you must be buried well. " Bo Tao nodded and half-answered. Jiao Ai took the clothes and food and left in tears. Bo Tao died in the mulberry trees. Later generations wrote a poem praising:
A foot of snow comes when the cold comes, and a person travels thousands of miles. .
It’s bitter snow and cold, not to mention no rice.
One person lives with food, and two people die together;
What’s the use of two lives?
Wonderful Zuo Botao!
Jiao Ai came to Chu State and rested in the cold. . Entering the city the next day, he asked: "The Lord of Chu is looking for talents, why do you want to enter?" "The man said: "A hotel is set up outside the palace gate, and the high official Pei Zhong is ordered to accept people from all over the world. " Jiao Ai walked to the hotel, just as the doctor got off the car. Jiao Ai then moved forward and bowed his head. Pei Zhong saw that Jiao Ai's clothes were blue but his utensils were missing. He hurriedly answered the greeting and asked, "Where did the wise man come from? Jiao Ai said: "Xiaosheng's surname is Yang, his twin names are Jiao Ai, and he is from Yongzhou." I heard that the country was looking for talented people, so I came here to join them. "Pei Zhong invited people to a hotel, brought them food and wine, and stayed in the hotel. The next day, Pei Zhong visited Jiao Ai and asked Jiao Ai about his doubts to test his knowledge. Jiao Ai answered hundreds of questions and talked fluently. Pei Zhong was overjoyed and sent a message to the king of the Yuan Dynasty. The king immediately summoned him and asked Chen Shi Ce how to make the country rich and strengthen its army. The king of the Yuan Dynasty was very happy. Two, hundreds of pieces of color. Jiao mourned again and shed tears. King Yuan was shocked and asked, "Why are you crying so hard?" "Jiao Ai told Zuo Botao about taking off his clothes and taking food. The king of Yuan heard his words and felt sad for him. All the ministers expressed their regret. King Yuan said: "What do you want, sir? Jiao Ai said, "I begged for leave and went there to bury Bo Tao, but I came back to serve the king." "The King of the Yuan Dynasty then presented Bo Tao to the dead Bo Tao as a senior official and generous funeral expenses. He still sent people to ride with Jiao Ai on his chariot.
Jiao Ai said goodbye to the King of Yuan and ran straight to the ground of Liangshan Mountain. Looking for the old dead mulberry place, I found that Bo Tao's dead body was still there, and his appearance was as good as before. He then bowed and cried again, calling around to gather the elders in the village, and he came to the source of Putang. , leaning against a high cliff, surrounded by peaks on the left and right, the feng shui was very good. So Bo Tao's body was bathed in fragrant soup and dressed in doctor's clothes. He placed an inner coffin and an outer outer coffin and buried it in the grave. Walls were built around it and trees were planted. The Xiangtang was built in ten steps; the peach appearance was made; a flower table was erected; a plaque was built on the pillar; a tiled house was built on the side of the wall. After the construction was completed, the sacrifices were placed in the Xiangtang, and all the village elders shed tears. After the sacrifice, they all dispersed. Jiao Ai was sitting with a candle burning at night, sighing. Suddenly, there was a rustling wind, and the candle was extinguished. Jiao Ai looked at it and saw a person walking in or out of the lamp, faintly crying. The horn screamed, "Who is it?" You dare to come out at night! "The man said nothing. Jiao Ai stood up and looked at him. It was Bo Tao. Jiao Ai was shocked and asked, "Brother, the Yin spirit is not far away. If you come to see me now, something will happen." Xiang Tao said: "To express my gratitude for the memory of my dear brother, when I first became an official, I invited you to bury me. I was even given a noble title and a beautiful coffin, clothes and quilt. Everything was perfect." However, the cemetery is close to the tomb of Jing Ke. When this man was still alive, he was killed in an attempt to assassinate the King of Qin, and Gao Jianli buried his body here. God is extremely powerful. Every night he scolds me with his sword, saying: 'You are a man who froze to death and starved to death. How dare you build a tomb on my shoulder and take away my feng shui? If you don't move it to another place, I will take the body from the tomb and throw it into the wild! ’ I would like to inform my worthy brother of this crisis. It is hoped that he will be buried elsewhere to avoid this disaster. "Jiao Ai wanted to ask again, but Feng Qi suddenly disappeared. Jiao Ai was in the Xiangtang, dreaming and sleeping, remembering everything.
At dawn, he called the village elder again and asked: "Is there something here? Are the graves close? The village elder said: "There is Jing Ke's tomb in Songyin, and there is a temple in front of the tomb." Jiao Ai said, "This man used to assassinate the King of Qin, but was killed. Why is there a grave here?" The village elder said: "Gao Jianli is from here. He knew that Jing Ke was killed and his body was abandoned in the wild, so he stole his body and buried it here." Appears every time. Scholars built temples here and offered sacrifices at all times for welfare. " Jiao Ai heard what he said and believed what happened in his dream. The followers rushed to Jingke Temple, pointed to his god and cursed: "You are a man of the Yan State, poisoned by the Prince of Yan, and named Ji Chongbao, I will use it to your advantage.
If you don't think about good strategies and rely on deputy trust, you will act in Qin and lose your life and harm the country. But he came here to confuse the villagers and ask for sacrifice! My brother Zuo Botao is known today as a coward, a benevolent and honest man, how dare you force him? If you do this again, I will destroy your temple, raise your tomb, and destroy your roots forever! After he finished scolding him, he came to Bo Tao's tomb and said, "If Jing Ke comes again tonight, my brother will repay me." Returning to Xiangtang, I held a candle to hold it that night. I saw Botao coming in choked with sobs and said, "I appreciate this, my dear brother. There are many people who are close to Jing Ke, and I wanted it to be offered by a native." A wise brother can be a man of Cambodian grass, clothed with colorful clothes, and hold weapons in his hands, and be burned in front of his tomb. I have obtained his help so that Jing Ke cannot harm him. " After saying that, he disappeared. Jiao Ai made people make bundles of grass all night, and used colorful clothes as clothes. They each held swords, guns and instruments. They built dozens of them beside the tomb and burned them with fire. Zhu said: "If nothing happens to him, I hope to repay him. "
When I returned to Xiangtang, I heard the sound of wind and rain at night, like a man fighting an enemy. Jiao Ai went out to look at the scene and saw Bo Tao running towards him. He said: "The people who were burned by my brother will not be killed. Its use. Jing Ke has Gao Jianli to help him, and my body will be out of the tomb soon. I hope that the wise brother will move to another place for burial soon, and the rabbit will suffer this disaster. Jiao Ai said, "How dare this man bully my brother like this!" My brother should help me fight. Bo Tao said: "Brother, I am a Yang person, and I am a Yin ghost. Although the Yang people are brave and brave, how can they fight against the Yin ghosts despite being separated from each other in the world? Even though they are people with grass stems, they can help shouting, but they cannot retreat from this strong spirit. Jiao Ai said, "Brother, please go away. I will find my own place the next day." The next day, Jiao Ai went to the Jingke temple and cursed, destroying the statue. Fang wanted to set fire to the temple, but saw several village elders. Si begged and said: "This is the incense of a village. If it is violated, it may cause harm to the people." "Between Xu and Yu, the natives gathered and came to ask for help. Jiao Ai couldn't hold him back, so he had to give up for a long time
He returned to Xiangtang, made a seal, thanked the King of Chu, and said: "In the past, uncle By combining food and ministers, one can live and meet the Holy Lord. It is enough to be honored with a high honor and a noble title, and I will repay you with all my heart in future generations. "The meaning of the words is very clear. I paid tribute to my followers, and then went to the side of Bo Tao's tomb and cried loudly. I said to the followers: "My brother is forced by Jing Ke's strong soul and has no way to go. I can't bear it. They want to burn temples and dig graves, but they are afraid of offending the natives. I would rather die as a ghost under the spring, and help my brother to fight against this powerful soul. You can bury my body on the upper right side of this tomb, at the place where life and death occur, in repayment to my brother for giving me food. Echoing the words of the King of Chu, thousands of beggars listen to the words of ministers, and protect the mountains, rivers and the country forever. "After saying that, he grabbed his sword and committed suicide. The servants couldn't give him first aid, so they quickly prepared a coffin and buried him beside Bo Tao's tomb.
It was the second watch of the night. It was windy and rainy, with thunder and lightning. The sound of killing was heard for dozens of miles. At dawn, there was a strong earthquake on Jing Ke's tomb, and bones were scattered in front of the tomb. A fire suddenly broke out in the temple and burned to the ground. The elders were shocked, and they all went to the tombs of Yang and Zuo to burn incense and pay homage. The followers returned to Chu State and reported the matter to the King of Yuan. The King of Yuan felt that he was very important and sent officials to build a temple in front of the tomb, and granted him the honorary title. He said "Words of Loyalty", so he set up a monument to remember it, and the incense continues to this day. The spirit of Jing Ke has been extinguished since then. There is an ancient poem that says:
In ancient times, benevolence and righteousness encompassed everything in the human heart. In the clear autumn day in front of Ershi Temple, the soul of heroes is always accompanied by the cold moonlight.
Don’t plant weeping poplar trees at the intersection of chickens and millets. Do not make friends with frivolous branches. Yang branches are not strong enough to be blown by the autumn wind. They are frivolous and easy to separate. If you don't see each other, you will not know each other today! p>
This passage is from "Making Friendships", which says that making friends is the most difficult thing. Today, I am talking about a scholar who was born during the reign of Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty. His surname was Zhang Mingshao, and his courtesy name was Yuan Bo. His family origin was in agriculture in Nancheng, Ruzhou. Kuzhi was studying. He was fifteen years old and had never been married. His mother was nearly sixty years old, and she and her brother Zhang Qin worked hard to make ends meet. I arrived in Luoyang, the eastern capital, for only one day. When I arrived at Luoyang at night, I often heard someone calling me from the next door: "Sibi called me." Who is? "The waiter replied: "He is a scholar who has contracted a disease and is about to die here. Shao said: "Since it is polite, you should take a look at it." Xiao Erri: "The plague has passed over a person, but we don't want to see him yet: Xiucai, please stop going!" ”
Shao said: “Death gives birth to life, how can one survive a disease?” I have to look at it. "The waiter couldn't stop trying to persuade him. Shao Nai pushed the door open and saw a man lying on his back on the earthen couch. His face was sallow and his muscles were thin. All he said was: "Save him!" Shao Nai saw that the book bag and clothes in the room were all necessary actions, so he He bowed his head and said: "Gentleman, don't worry, Zhang Shao is also a candidate for election. Now that I see that you are seriously ill, I will try my best to save you. I offer medicine, bait, porridge and food to myself, and I am at ease with myself. The man said: "If you, gentleman, save my illness, I will repay you generously." "Shao then sent someone to ask for medical treatment. He had soup, water and porridge in the morning and evening, and Shao provided it himself.
After a few days, the sweating subsided, and he gradually stopped and was able to stand up and walk. When Shao asked, he was from Shanyang in Chuzhou. His surname was Fan, his given name was Shi, and his courtesy name was Juqing. He was forty years old. A merchant from this generation, his parents died when he was young, and he has a wife and children. I recently abandoned the merchants and came to Luoyang to take the exam. When Fan Juqing was about to rest and have nothing to do, he missed the exam period. Fan said: "Because of the disease, I have made mistakes in my achievements, and I am very uneasy." Shao said: "A real man attaches great importance to loyalty, and his fame is rich, but he is a humble person. He has been determined. Why is there such a mistake?" From then on, he and Zhang Shao became like flesh and blood and became brothers. Shi Shi was five years older, so Zhang Shao took Shi Fan as his elder brother.
After becoming sworn friends, we stayed together day and night for half a year. Fan Shi wanted to return, so Zhang Shaoyu calculated the rent and returned the money to the store. The two of them walked together. A few days later, when the road branched off, Zhang Shao wanted to send Shi Fan. Shi Shi said: "If this is the case, so-and-so is sent back. It's better to say goodbye and meet again."
The two of them had a drink in a wine shop, saw yellow flowers and red leaves, decorated with autumn lights, and parted with Shao prosper. The waiter was drinking wine, and when he asked the restaurant, he found out it was the Double Ninth Festival. Paradigm said: "My parents died when I was young, and I was a merchant. Although I paid attention to the scriptures, I was burdened by my wife. Fortunately, my dear brother has his old mother in the hall, and your mother is my mother. Today next year, I will go to my dear brother's house and worship in the hall. Mother, to show the friendship between the whole family. "Zhang Shao said: "But the village has nothing to offer, if my brother doesn't give up, I should keep it with him. Fortunately, don't break his promise." "How can I break my trust with my virtuous brother?" The two drank several glasses of wine and couldn't bear to part with each other. Zhang Shao bid farewell to Paradigm. After the paradigm left, Shao stared at it and shed tears; Shi also shed tears looking back at it, and both of them left in despair. There is a poem to prove it:
After picking yellow flowers by hand and drinking wine, I diligently set the date for the next year.
When we face differences, we can’t bear to say goodbye lightly. We hold hands and shed tears.
Let’s say that Zhang Yuanbo came home and saw his mother. The mother said: "When my son left, I heard nothing from him, which made me hungry and thirsty."
Zhang Shao said: "The unfilial man met Fan Juqing of Shanyang on the way, and they became brothers and stayed there for a long time. "My mother asked, "Who is Juqing?"
Zhang Shao prepared a detailed account. My mother said: "Fame, fame, and affairs are all decided. Now that I have made friends with people of faith, my heart is very happy." After a while, my younger brother returned, and he also learned about this from the beginning, and everyone was happy. From then on, Zhang Shao spent his time at home studying books and history. Time flies quickly, approaching the Double Ninth Festival.
Shao Nai raised a fattened chicken in advance and brewed the wine. On that day, I got up early and swept the thatched cottage. There was a mother's seat in the middle, and Fan Juqing's seat was next to it. Chrysanthemums were placed in vases, and letter incense was burned on the seat. Ask your brother to kill chickens and cook rice to support the great minister. Mother said: "The mountain sun is here, and it has traveled thousands of miles. I'm afraid that Juqing may not arrive as expected. Hold on to it, it will be too late to kill the chicken." Shao said: "Juqing, you are a believer, you will definitely arrive today, Anken will miss the chicken. The promise of millet? You can see what you have promised when you enter, which shows that I am persistent. Just like waiting for the great minister to come, and then slaughtering him, you don't see that I am tired."
My mother said: "My son's friend. "He must be a Duanshi." Then he cooked the cannon and held it. That day, the sky was clear and bright, with no clouds in the sky. Shao adjusted his clothes and looked at the independent village gate. Look at it, it's almost noon, but I can't see it coming. Mother was afraid of missing the mulberry fields, so she ordered Zhang Qin to go to the fields to harvest. Zhang Shao heard the dogs barking in the front village and went to look at them again. This happened six or seven times. Seeing that the red sun was setting in the west and half of the crescent moon was visible, my mother left the house and ordered my younger brother to call Shao and said, "My son has been tired after standing for a long time! Is it possible that your Majesty is not here today? I will have dinner in the evening." Shao said to his younger brother, "You are so tired." Didn't you know that Ju Qing won't come? If Brother Fan doesn't come, I swear you won't come back. You've been working hard, so you can take a rest." My mother and brother repeatedly urged me to come back, but Shao finally refused.
As they waited deeper, they each took a rest, leaning against the door and feeling intoxicated. The sound of the wind blowing the grass and trees made everyone surprised. I saw the Milky Way shining brightly and the jade sky clearing. As it approached the third watch, the moonlight disappeared. Faintly in the dark shadow, a person was coming with the wind. If you look at it with shame, you are a great minister. He bowed again and said with great joy: "My little brother has been waiting since early in the morning. I know that my brother is very trustworthy. Brother, the fruit has arrived. I have prepared the chicken and millet as promised in the old year. It has been a long and windy road, but no one has come with me?" "Then please go to the thatched cottage to meet your mother. Fan Shi did not answer and went straight into the thatched cottage. Zhang Shao pointed to the couch and said, "This seat is specially designed to support my brother. He should be the high seat." Zhang Shao smiled broadly, bowed to the ground again and said, "Brother has come from afar, and the journey is hard, and I can't be with my mother." See you, Du makes chicken and millet, and chats to satisfy your hunger." After saying this, he bowed again.
Shifan stood still and said nothing, but covered his face with the sleeves of his shirt. Shao Nai ran into the kitchen, took chicken, millet and wine, laid them out in front of him, bowed before entering.
He said: "Although the wine seems to be weak, I have a bad heart. Fortunately, brother, don't blame me." But when he saw Fan in the shadow, he used his hands to spread his breath but refused to eat. Shao said, "Brother, why don't you blame my mother and my brother for not being able to meet her from far away and refusing to eat it? Please ask my mother to come out and share the blame." Fan waved his hand to stop him. Shao said, "How about calling my brother to worship my brother?" Fan Yi waved his hand and stopped.
Shao said, "Brother, how about drinking wine after eating chicken and millet?" Fan frowned, as if to teach Zhang to back off. Shao said: "Chickens and millet are not enough to serve the elders. It's Shao's promise that day. Fortunately, I don't have any objections." Fan said: "My brother stepped back a little, and I will complain to my heart. I am not a person from the Yang world, but a ghost." Shao was shocked and said: "Brother, why did you say this?" Fan said: "After I said goodbye to my brother, I returned home to feed my wife and drowned myself in merchants. The world is rolling and the years are passing by. Unconsciously, it is another year. Xiang said that he was not careless about the appointment with chicken and millet. He was so distracted by the profit that he forgot the date. This morning, the neighbor sent Rong Ying wine, and he suddenly remembered that it was the Double Ninth Festival. , I am so drunk that I can reach this place thousands of miles away. If it doesn’t happen as expected, what do you think of me? ? There is no way to think about it. It is often said that a person cannot travel a thousand miles, but his soul can only travel a thousand miles. So he told his wife: "After my death, I will not be buried until my brother Zhang Yuanbo arrives." Just go and die. The soul is flying in the wind, and I have come here to meet you. I hope that my wise brother will take pity on my foolish brother and forgive him for his negligence. In view of his ferocious sincerity, he is not willing to say farewell to his wife after traveling thousands of miles. As soon as Shan Yang saw my corpse, he would have no regrets in dying." After saying this, he burst into tears and hurriedly left the couch and went down the stairs. Shao Nai followed step by step, but suddenly stepped on the moss and fell upside down to the ground. The dark wind blew across my face, and I didn't know where Ju Qing was. There are poems to prove it:
The wind blows down the moonlight at midnight, and ghosts thousands of miles away reminisce about old alliances.
I just hate that people in the world have broken many promises, so I will die before seeing life.
Zhang Shao was as drunk as a dream and burst into tears. The cry alarmed his mother and younger brother. They looked anxiously and saw chicken, millet, wine and fruits displayed in the hall. Zhang Yuanbo fainted on the ground. He was revived with water and carried to the hall. He could not speak for a long time and cried until he died. The mother asked: "Your brother, Juqing, doesn't come. What's the point? Why are you crying like this!" Shao said: "Juqing made a promise with chicken and millet, but he died unexpectedly." The mother said, "How do you know this?" Shao said: "Shi Si personally saw Ju Qing coming and invited him to sit down and brought chickens and millet to welcome him. But seeing that he did not eat, he begged him again and again. Ju Qing said: "I am so busy with merchants that I have forgotten the date. I just woke up this morning, and I am afraid that I will miss the date." As promised, he died on his own. The ghost came from thousands of miles away to see me. My mother can allow her to go to Shanyang to bury her brother's body. She can just pack her luggage tomorrow morning. "The ancients said: Prisoners dream of being pardoned." , Thirsty people dream of milk. This is what my son has been thinking about, so I have this dream to alert my ears. "Shao said: "It's not a dream. I saw him in person, drinking and eating. He couldn't chase it, and it suddenly turned upside down. How could it be a dream? ? Ju Qing is a man of integrity, how can he repay it in vain? "My brother said: "This is not credible. If someone goes to Shanyang, he should ask whether it is true or not." Shao said: "Human beings are born with heaven and earth, and there are five elements in heaven and earth. Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, people have five constants, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust, but trust is not trivial. The reason why benevolence is matched with wood is that it is matched with business, and that is why it is matched with gold. Ye. The reason why the rite is matched with water is that it is modest. The reason why it is matched with wisdom is that it is wise. Is that okay?" He also said: "Since ancient times, people have no faith and will not stand." Since Ju Qing died for his faith, why don't I leave without faith? My brother specializes in agriculture, so I can serve my mother. After leaving, I will be more respectful; I will give you a good message in the morning and evening, so as not to let it go wrong." Then he paid his respects to his mother and said, "Zhang Shao, an unfilial man, died for the sake of his faith. I must pay tribute to Zhang Qin again and again. I ordered you to take care of your old mother. She must eat and drink in the morning and evening, and do not worry about it. She should be kind to her country and her family. "
The mother said: "My son went to Shanyang, which is only a thousand miles away, and he will return in less than a month. Why should he say anything unfavorable?" Shao said: "Life is like a spring, and life and death are matters of the day. It's hard to protect." He cried and bowed. My younger brother said, "How about I go with my brother Qin?" Uncle Yuan said, "My mother has no one to attend me. You should do your best to serve your mother and don't make me worry." She said goodbye to her younger brother with tears and carried a small book bag. Come early. . There are poems to prove it:
I bid farewell to my relatives and brothers and went to Shanyang, a long distance away, and my dreams are long.
How can you be a friend and care for your own flesh and blood? Just because of faith is forced into the intestines.
On the road, people who are hungry do not choose food, and who are cold do not think of clothes. I stayed in a hotel overnight and cried even in my dreams. I get up early every day and rush on my journey, wishing I had two wings.
After traveling for several days, we arrived in Shanyang. Asking Juqing where he lived, he rushed to the door of his house. Seeing the door locked, he asked about his neighbors. The neighbor said: "It has been twenty-seven years since the death of Juqing. His wife supported Lingshu and went to the outside of Guo for burial. The funeral people have not returned yet." Shao asked where he was going and rushed to Guo.