No matter how heavy the snow is, it will eventually melt one day.
It's beautiful when it snows.
It looks ugly when it melts.
In this way, nature seems to be telling the humans parasitizing on it that it can give beauty as well as ugliness.
Fei Qian stood under the altar, sitting upright, not looking at Lu Bu, Chen Gong and others.
The altar has three floors, with earthen wood as the foundation, white stone as the railing, and flags placed around it. It is not built too high, only five or six meters high at most, but it is condescending enough to give the spectators on the ground a certain level of comfort.
Feeling oppressive.
There should be a sense of ritual in life, and the same is true in the political workplace.
When an official takes office, he or she comes alone, or is sent by someone sent by the superior department, or is sent to the post by a dedicated person organized by the relevant department, or is it announced publicly in front of all employees at a special meeting, etc.
The meaning behind each one is completely different, and the meaning it represents is also different.
Xun Chen acted as the official of ceremony and stood in front of the steps of the altar. The drummers and musicians sat around the altar. The bells and drums were already in place. The guards stood at the four corners, holding axes, axes and halberds.
The day misses two moments of the hour.
The clerk in charge of keeping time watched nervously as the floating arrow in the clepsydra slowly pointed to the predetermined mark. He quickly grabbed the red corner flag on the side of the clepsydra and raised it high.
The bell rings.
Almost everyone trembled with the sound of the bell and couldn't help but straighten their bodies.
Xun Chen glanced at Fei Qian slightly, then raised his head and shouted: "Come in"
The sound of drums and bells sounded in unison, stirring up the atmosphere in all directions.
Yezhe trotted up to Fei Qian, then bent down to lead him.
Fei Qian wore a high crown and long sleeves, folded his hands in his sleeves, and slowly followed the visitor to the altar step by step. The visitor bowed, stepped aside, and Fei Qian walked to the altar step by step.
Drum a hundred times.
Fei walked up to the top floor of the altar amid the sound of drums, and then stood still.
The drum stops.
Xun Chen raised his hands high and raised his sleeves, as if pulling out two flags, and worshiped while shouting: "Sacrifice"
Beat the drum nine times, and ring the gold nine times.
Fei Qian also paid homage to the sacrifices and tablets on the table in the middle of the altar amid the sound of bells and drums.
The guards at the four corners of the altar are half kneeling.
Lu Bu, Chen Gong and others also knelt down and worshiped together, as did the other officials watching the ceremony. Even the people watching the excitement in the distance knelt down and worshiped on the ground together, regardless of the muddy snow on the ground.
Han people kneel to the sky, to the ground, and to their parents in the middle. As for the king, most of the time there is no need to kneel. The altar is the place where heaven and earth are proclaimed, so it is necessary to kneel to worship, otherwise it will be disrespectful to heaven and earth.
For a moment, everything was quiet, except for the fragrance rising from the table in the center of the altar.
Fei dived into the green smoke, clasped his hands and closed his eyes, praying silently.
After praying, Fei Qian stood up.
Xun Chen, the "Xian" ceremony officer, followed suit.
Fei Qian took the wine cup delivered by the attendant on the side, then raised it high and offered it to heaven and earth.
Then three animals were offered, and finally fresh fruits were offered. Fortunately, Feiqian now has a greenhouse, otherwise these fresh fruits would have to be replaced with dried fruits...
Then the entire gift is considered over.
After the gift is completed, the memorial text is written.
Sima Hui, who temporarily acted as the priest, held the sacrificial inscription, spoke eloquently, spoke at length, and was impassioned.
Since Sima Hui had expressed his willingness to participate before, it was impossible for him to be aloof and arrogant. When Fei Qian said that there was going to be a ceremony for enthroning the altar, Sima Hui was naturally the one to reveal his face like reading out the sacrificial inscriptions.
Willing to do it.
It can be used as a stepping stone for the Sima family to enter the Zhengxi Group, and it also seems to have a high status. After all, the people who read out the sacrificial rites are always people with status, such as great Confucianism. Although Sima Hui thinks that his knowledge is good, after all, he is still far from being a great Confucian recognized by everyone.
It's a bit off, so there's never too many things you can do to add value to yourself.
Lu Bu was kneeling on the mat under the altar. Perhaps he had been kneeling for a long time, or maybe he hadn't had a good rest before. He suddenly felt a little dizzy and had to use his hands to prop himself up on the mat to stabilize himself.
shape.
Lu Bu listened to Sima Hui's memorial service, but he didn't understand a word. He kept thinking about what happened in the past few days.
Last night, Lu Bu and Chen Gong talked for a long time.
Although Chen Gong tried his best, firstly, the time left for Lu Bu was short, and secondly, Lu Bu did not have many resources at hand. It was still difficult for the so-called clever woman to cook without rice. In addition, the position of governor of Bingzhou was indeed for Lu Bu.
The temptation is great to wait for what others urgently need, so I can only bow my head and admit it first, and then think of ways to move around later...
For example, a more direct and simple way is to ask Emperor Liu Xie to officially confirm the canonization again.
In specific operations, after Lu Bu took office, he could pay tribute to the court in the name of Bingzhou Governor. If Emperor Liu Xie accepted it and gave a formal reply, it would mean that he could break away from Fei Qian's sequence and return to the orthodox sequence of the court.
among.
It's like Liu Bei became Xuzhou Mu, and then he rushed to pay tribute in the name of Xuzhou Mu.
Of course, this plan is simple, but after all, Lu Bu hated Liu Xie and Cao Cao before, so there is not much hope whether it can be realized in the end...
There are other methods, but compared to the previous method, those methods are less publicized and cannot be openly disclosed to the public.
Lu Bu was thinking a lot under the altar, while Fei Qian, who was above the altar, looked at Sima Hui and was actually thinking about some things in his mind, but these things had little to do with Lu Bu. To be honest, Lu Bu was in this situation today.
, even if Lu Bu rebels for this or other reasons in the future, Fei Qian will also gain fame. Today's grand ceremony will become something that everyone talks about and spread to all directions. Everyone will know that Fei Qian was because of his previous friendship in Luoyang.
, gave Lu Bu treatment that exceeded the standard...
Since a guy like Lu Bu can achieve such a status, doesn't it mean that...
But similarly, such enfeoffment will also bring some disadvantages to Feiqian.
In fact, strictly speaking, the system of prefectures, pastoral governors and governors in the Han Dynasty is a historical retrogression! Since ancient times, China has only become stronger, even extremely strong, if it has unified centralization!
The Western feudal system is actually not suitable for China, only centralization of power...
But now it can only be a temporary compromise.
In short, things are always like this, just like winter snow, it is beautiful and dreamy when it falls, but muddy when it melts. You can't say that it will never melt as long as it snows, right?
What's more, it is more important to recruit talents and promote Confucian restructuring.
Confucian restructuring is not Fei Qian's original creation. As early as Wang Mang's period, because of the sharp conflicts between the government and the opposition at that time, in order to ease such conflicts, Wang Mang launched a large-scale restructuring that involved many aspects, including Confucianism.
Reform, but it is obvious that Wang Mang's restructuring touched too many interests, which eventually led to the rebellion of the whole country, the collapse of the court, and all the changes were overthrown, and even intensified.
This is a lesson before us, a bloody lesson. As the saying goes, the things of the predecessors are the lessons of future generations. Naturally, Fei Qian is also worried about whether he will repeat the same mistakes and whether he will have his head cut off and his tongue pulled out in the future.
The specimens were made and placed in the court's arsenal...
When the wind and snow fall, they are loud and boundless, but when the snow melts, it moistens things silently and quietly.
Fei Qian raised his eyes and looked around, feeling slightly moved in his heart.
Since Confucianism was respected only, Confucianism has dominated the world. At that time, the selection of virtuous people was mainly based on "setting up subjects and setting policies". In order to obtain fame, Confucian scholars had to stick to the principle of "learning from the law and following the family law". Therefore, Confucianism could not
It avoids becoming rigid and forms a cumbersome style of study that is "just chapters and sentences".
The reason is very simple. Not all schools or universities can adopt some questions according to local conditions like Fei Qian. In many cases, examinations are a form and means. In order to obtain a better ranking in such examinations, it is natural to
There are corresponding tips and methods, just like the examinations in later generations also produced many people with high scores and low abilities.
In order to highlight their differences from ordinary academicians, many Confucian disciples began to show off and study how many ways to write the word "Hui" like Kong Yiji. At the same time, in order to prove some of the shocking remarks they made, Confucianism gradually became more rigid and further
With his deification, Confucius changed from a human to a non-human and became a saint.
What followed was that Confucianism could neither educate the people with morality nor help the court stabilize the country, and chaos gradually emerged in the world.
Is it possible that during the entire process of becoming a big man, there were no sober people?
Neither.
There are many people who think of the need to reform Confucianism, and the representative figures among them are Yang Xiong, Liu Xiang, and Liu Xin and his son.
Yang Xiong believed that to improve Confucianism, we must first learn from other scholars other than pre-Qin Confucianism, especially absorb the strengths of Taoism, and strongly demanded the restoration of orthodox Confucianism. This approach was tantamount to denying Dong Zhongshu's New Confucianism and negating the modern text.
Confucian classics, so no one paid attention to it. Liu Xiang, Liu Xin and his son changed their approach and devoted themselves to reviving the pre-Qin scholars' studies, re-studying and sorting out the works and theories of various scholars, and absorbing the advantages from the scholars' theories to improve the modern text.
Confucian classics, and then launched an ancient classics classics that tried to overthrow modern classics.
These people all disappeared together with Wang Mang.
There are many reasons for the failure of Wang Mang's restructuring, but the most fundamental point is that it harmed the interests of the princes, nobles, bureaucrats and local wealthy at that time.
Basically, the older generation of Confucian leaders tend to favor the ancient classics in their thinking, but they have to use the modern classics. The main reason is that there are too many people studying the modern classics, which has been practiced for two to three hundred years.
, has become the breadwinner of too many people, so even if there is dissatisfaction, it is not easy to cut off Jinwen Jingxue.
Today's situation is very similar to that of Wang Mang's time. The imperial power has been reduced, the courts are attacking each other, and the princes in various places are self-governing. The border areas are not peaceful and healthy, and there are wars and wars everywhere. It is impossible to restore the ancient system, because the ancient system is also
It is impossible to adapt to the current environment, and it is impossible to respect the present, because many of the current systems are already rigid and lagging...
Fei Qian looked around, and as far as he could see, there were small people. These were ordinary people in Pingyang, people watching the excitement. Most of the time, these people were just watching the excitement, and they couldn't understand.
I can't clearly see the exchange of interests at the political level, but no matter what kind of exchange of interests, the ultimate bearers are these bewildered ordinary people watching the excitement.
"grant"
I don’t know when the memorial text was finished. Sima Hui stepped aside and gasped for air. Even Fei Qian could hear the huffing and puffing. Reading it loudly and cadencely for a long time was not an easy task for an elderly person.
Pleasant things.
The sound of bells and drums was loud, and it sounded like the sound of gold and stone killing.
Fei Qian's thoughts were interrupted. He took the scepter representing the governor of Bingzhou and raised it high. The attendants on the side knelt on the ground and raised the lacquer plate with the seal ribbon to their heads.
The golden bell struck, and as the lingering sound lingered, Xun Chen shouted: "Bye"
Lu Bu stood up, and under the leadership of the visitor, walked up to the altar on the first floor, and then performed a simple salute. After that, he walked to the second floor, worshiped again, and finally walked step by step in front of Fei Qian.
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"Dong dong dong..."
When Lu Bu was marching, the drums beat three times, and stopped when Lu Bu climbed the last step. Then, after three breaths of silence, the drums and bells beat together, majestic and passionate, with a simple and magnificent beauty.
Twelve dancers lined up under the altar began to dance the Dawu Dance to the sound of bells and drums in front of the altar. The Dawu Dance is divided into six sections, and Fei Qian has only chosen three of them now.
One is about leading the army out into battle, one is about fierce fighting, and the other is about the triumphant return.
Feiqian is a prince, so he is naturally qualified to enjoy bell music, but his number cannot exceed that of the royal family, that is, he cannot exceed thirty-six people. Of course, when the royal family really puts on a show, it is often not thirty-six, or even three hundred and six.
Ten are possible.
At the end of the martial arts dance, the trumpets and drums sounded in unison, and then stopped at the same time. The only sound between heaven and earth was the sound of the flags and flags flying on the altar in the wind.
Fei Qian held the staff flat with both hands and looked at Lu Bu with a smile.
Lu Bu lowered his head, as if hesitating for a moment, but finally half-knelt down on one knee, took the staff from Fei Qian, then stood up, and immediately an attendant hung the ribbon and sachet around Lu Bu's waist.
Lu Bu turned around and faced the altar. The sound of drumming suddenly started again, accompanied by the cheers of the people under the altar, which seemed to shake the world. The musicians worked hard to play the last movement of the whole session, the Song of the Wind.
"The strong wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, the Weijia sea is coming to return home, and the warriors are safe and guarding the four directions."
The tune of the Da Feng Song, which has been passed down for three to four hundred years, has just started to sing, including the Pingyang officials and ordinary people who are paying tribute, and they can't help but sing along. This song shows the heroic spirit of the entire Han Dynasty and also witnesses the rise and fall of the Han Dynasty.
The man is strong, the woman is tactful, the old man has experienced vicissitudes of life, and the young child is immature. They all sing in unison. Although it is only three sentences long, under the repeated chanting three times, and under the accompaniment of the sounds of bells, drums, gold and jade, there is a majestic atmosphere.
The momentum soared into the sky!
As Lu Bu listened, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He roared loudly and joined in the chorus, "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying. The powerful warriors are returning to their hometown in the sea, and the warriors are guarding the four directions..."
Fei Qian stepped forward, stood beside Lu Bu, stretched out his hand and pointed: "Brother, remember this moment...the cheers of these people are not for your and my official positions, but for...the warriors guarding the four directions! Protect them."
The people are happy!"
"!"
Lu Bu suddenly turned his head and saw Fei Qian's gentle smile, which seemed a bit dazzling under the sun...
