Chapter 200 New Year’s Eve·Origin of Chu State
steal!
It was still midnight when a little calf appeared in the dilapidated ancestral hall built with only earthen walls in Chu State.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Mi Xiong and the Chu people just stole the calf from the neighboring country of Bo.
"Quickly, hold a sacrifice. When the time comes, we will worship our ancestors!"
Mi Xiong hurriedly said: "Gather the Chu people!"
"promise!"
This time, in the middle of the night, just before the New Year, Chu State hurriedly completed the ancestor worship in secret.
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The people of Chu despise him, this is the only reason.
Time passed, and when the Chu State developed in Danyang for several years, it was finally able to stop doing despicable things in order to worship its ancestors.
The opportunity to meet Emperor Zhou came.
The princes gathered together to pay tribute to the Emperor of Zhou.
Chu is a small country, and over the past few years, it has been difficult to meet the needs of food and clothing, but now it is extremely crude to pay tribute.
However, Mi Xiong still "broke his fortune" and brought many peaches, bows, thorns, arrows and other items. Regardless of the long journey, he came to Haojing in a dusty journey just to meet the Emperor of Zhou.
But even though Mi Xiong spent all his money and carefully prepared tributes to come for pilgrimage.
Can!
In the hall - the Emperor of Zhou and the princes were drinking and having fun in the hall, singing and dancing to make peace.
Outside the palace——
"Puff!" The fire roared and burned.
However, Mi Xiong and the king of Xianbei were ordered by the emperor to manage the Maoxi wine and guard the fire, so as to prevent the brazier in the palace from burning out and leaving no source of fire.
I don’t know who made the noise, but after drinking Maojiu, the topic turned to Mi Xiong.
The Chu State's stealing of calves to worship their ancestors was also treated as a joke to add to the fun.
"Those who steal cattle and worship their ancestors are vulgar, how can they sit at the same table as me?"
"Alas, a son inherits his father's legacy and lets him watch the fire..."
"Chu... look at the fire barbarians!"
"Ha ha…"
There was laughter in the hall, but Mi Xiong was outside the hall. There was a strong wind and snow. Standing by the fire, there was no warmth in his eyes.
On the side, the king of Xianbei, who was watching the fire with Mi Xiong to keep warm, couldn't help laughing when he saw it.
"What are you looking at, hum!"
Even the king of Xianbei, who was watching the fire together, was not polite to Mi Xiong at this time. When Mi Xiong looked at him, he snorted and glared.
Listening to the joking talk in the palace and the contempt of the Xianbei Lord, Mi Xiong was stunned...
The long night passed, and the tribute work came to an end.
But even after returning home, Mi Xiong did not recover from it.
Facing the ardent hopes of the Chu people, Mi Xiong couldn't speak, but he still told the Chu people everything.
Chu people feel wronged...
Chu people are sad...
Chu people are helpless...
In this way, for a long time, the Chu people worked hard, and the small fifty-mile Danyang suddenly became a fertile land, and the number of Chu people also expanded greatly.
In this regard, this area is no longer enough for Chu people to develop.
Mi Xiong, who had already shown his age, went to Haojing with rich tributes, this time to ask for a title.
However, the emperor refused because although there were many people from Chu, they lacked etiquette.
After returning, Mi Xiong didn't say a word, took some of his prime men with him, and headed for the barbarian land along the Han River.
At that time, Jingchu was still a swampland, known as Yunmengze.
"I decided to move south!"
The returned Mi Xiong led the Chu people to move south.
It seems that the rough road has become the norm, and living in a small place has made Chu people suffer all the humiliation.
With the monarch personally leading the way and opening up the land of Jingchu, every Chu person moved forward without slacking off.
In the land of Jingchu, the first piece of land that was carved out of mountains and forests by the Chu people was Feng Yunan Land at this time.
"From now on, this mountain will be called Dan, and Chu will become a great country from here!"
"Chu!"
"Chu!"
The majestic voices of the Chu people resounded in Danshan.
As time went by, the Chu State had one country and two places, one in Danyang and another in Danshan.
After that, Mi Xiong died of old age in Danshan Mountain, and the Yunmengze beneath it also exposed patches of fertile soil due to the passage of time.
The Chu people gradually went south, occupied this piece of land, and gradually developed into a country between Jiang and Han, with the capital of Yingdu!
But because of this, the land of Danyang was flooded by Yongguo, and countless Chu people who stayed in the Chu land of Danyang were killed...
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The surrounding world-viewing realm disappeared, Feng Yun's world-viewing skills paused, and Chu people also woke up from it.
"What happened next!"
"Chu State, what happened in Danyang!"
The people of Chu burst into tears and kept shouting.
If you want to ask Feng Yun to tell you, continue this method of observing the world.
Feng Yun shook his head.
"It is enough to know why the Chu State is called 'vulgar'. If you are interested in what follows, you can read it yourself."
Feng Yun looked at Chu Jun.
Chu Jun's eyes are wet.
Feeling Feng Yun's gaze, he glanced around. Everyone around him was crying because of the humiliating and embarrassing history of Chu State.
The ancestors despised it, did they really despise it?
He was also aware of these histories, but he had never been as confused, sad and angry as he was this time.
Why are these histories buried? Is it just to cover up what was said in the palace - Chu people stole cattle and looked at the words of the barbarians?
Do you think you can squeeze into the Zhou Li kingdoms in this way?
Knowing the history behind it, Lord Chu knew that this was just the imagination of the powerful people in Chu State.
The dignitaries of the Chu State can no longer hold grass and open up the mountains and forests together with the Chu people.
What the dignitaries of the Chu state want is to be like the state of Zhou rites, where the common people look up to them and their class is respected.
Chu Jun is very clear about this.
And what can he do?
Is he willing to do it?
Finally, Chu Jun looked at Feng Yun.
"Fengzi, are Chu people really vulgar? Is it right or wrong to respect ancestors?"
The beginning of everything seems to be in Niu calf, but in fact the ancestor of the Chu people was Zhu Rong-Wu Hui, who was not favored by the Zhou royal family.
If we respect our ancestors, how can the people of Chu regain their self-respect?
"Self-respect..." Chu Jun finally understood that the root cause of everything was the Chu people, and what's more, the dignitaries of Chu State lost their self-esteem in front of "Zhou Rites", and they were like dogs wagging their tails begging for mercy.
"Chu people are naturally vulgar, why did they steal in the first place?" Feng Yun said.
And his voice, along with the mysterious energy revealed in the sky, informed all the people of Chu.
"Have the cattle that were stolen been returned, and have the king of the country accepted them?"
Feng Yun did not see any mention of return in the historical materials. He only knew that few Chu people had exchanges with the countries from which they were stolen.
Chu Jun was also dumbfounded because they didn't know about this either.
The people of Chu are very worried now.
Feng Yun looked at the statue of Mi Xiong in the sky.
Mi Xiong nodded...but sighed helplessly.
The inferiority complex in Chu people's eyes was a little less, but they were more confused.
"If you make a mistake, admit it and correct it later. Your descendants will not need to cover up their sins, and their descendants will not need to feel sad because of it."
"Those who joke about this matter are mostly people who want to ridicule. If there is no such thing, they can find other things to laugh at. How can Chu people talk about it? They don't need to be friends. If you practice the virtues of Chu, you can prove it yourself."
Feng Yun's voice was like a gentle breeze blowing by, lifting up the sad Chu people in this cold winter.
"Can the virtue of practicing Chu be proved by oneself?"
Feng Yun's words roared in the Chu people's ears, and they also found the direction for the Chu people.
But what is the virtue of Chu people?
Chu people look forward to it.
Even the Mi Xiong in the sky kept a close eye on Feng Yun because of this.
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