"Tangdi's beauty is as beautiful as Ebu Weiwei's. All people today are better than brothers."
"The power of death, brother Kong Huai, Yuan Xisi is here, brother begging..."
In Qinglong Temple, a middle-aged and elderly man was singing emotionally.
Inspired by this poem, more people began to gather together and feel the beauty of the past.
Nothing seems to be wrong, everything seems to be spreading in the shadows.
"This year is nearly half a century old, and many brothers in the family have lost their lives. Every time I think about the joy of banquets and the love between brothers and sisters, I feel sad..." A middle-aged and elderly man with white hair spoke in public, wearing a wide robe.
The big sleeves are sweeping and fluttering in the spring breeze, making her look like a fairy.
This middle-aged and elderly man has a surname of Zheng Minghun and a courtesy name of Wengong. The reason why he is called a middle-aged and elderly man is because his age may not be completely called an elderly person, but his appearance looks very old, like a wind-swept man.
The bark of trees is like the bark of trees beaten by the wind and rain, and often has a sad look.
"The world is in chaos, the people of the world are mourning, and the creatures of the world..." Zheng Hun sighed for a long time, "Just like the Warring States Period, if the Emperor of Zhou knew that the princes were indulgent, would he also seal them?"
"There is a certain Zheng family, who was given the title of Ji Jiang, who was granted the title of Zheng, and will be famous for thousands of years..." Zheng Hun's somewhat hazy eyes seemed to reveal some different colors, "In the ancient Zhou rites, the sages were in the throne, and there were distinctions between high and low.
, being noble is not a disgrace, being humble is not noble... There was a distinction between the superior and the inferior among the king, father and ministers... Now the emperor and his ministers are upside down, the superior and the inferior have lost their position, and there is no distinction between high and low..."
"Let me ask all of you here today, whether it is such a... change or insult, can you, or the descendants of your family, bear the pain?"
The gentry, if you want to say it is a gentry, if you go up a bit, basically they all come from the Yanhuang side. Basically, they can at least claim to be the descendants of the Yanhuang and the Duke of Zhou with pure blood.
Once again, some ancient nobles may have had surnames because of their official positions, or have families because of their fiefdoms. If we really talk about it, most of the descendants of the current gentry have good ancestors. Zheng
When Hun said this, many people immediately felt a sense of recognition.
The song "Tang Di" that opened the song was sung not only for himself but also for all the nobles present.
Everyone, we were all brothers before...
We should all be on the same page, so how can we fall apart now and kill brothers?
Zheng Hun said again in a deep voice: "In the past, the Emperor of Heaven blessed the Duke of Zhou with a hundred sons. The hundred sons were all brothers, sharing the same moral principles, loving all the people, and being supported by the common people. Therefore, they could extend the country and ensure peace and prosperity for the country and the people. If brothers are harmonious and share the same surname, don't do it."
Talking about the troubles and worries in a place, even if it is as violent as Shang Zhou, it can still be defeated!"
"We are all brothers in the four seas! The noble families in the world are one family!"
"Brothers who hate each other are naturally being bullied by outsiders!"
"Brothers who are united in one heart will naturally be able to cut through gold!"
Zheng Hun looked around and said loudly and righteously: "Now let's talk about it in Qinglong Temple, but before we talk about it again, I'd like to see that brothers should work together to take the lead!"
"Together we can win!"
Zheng Hun was still talking about brothers needing to unite and work together. Mi Heng, who was passing by, was already quite disdainful.
In the face of interests, how can brothers be of the same mind?
If we really want to be of the same mind, where did the disputes that arose from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Warring States Period come from?
What about "the king, father, and ministers, superiors and inferiors", let alone other things, among the great Han Dynasty, how many emperors died directly or indirectly at the hands of the gentry? Why didn't we mention "the king and the father" at that time?
"O ministers, superiors and subordinates are inferior to each other"?
I don’t talk about brotherhood when I plan my interests on weekdays, but now I feel like I need to use it, so I just put brotherhood up again? I’m afraid it’s a little late!
However, Mi Heng did not express his position at this time, and just passed by silently.
During this period of time here in Qinglong Temple, it is really called a chaotic dance of demons. More and more gentry children came from all directions after hearing the news. Every day, the lectures inside Qinglong Temple are fully booked, and the rest can only be like
It was Zheng Hun who was trying to catch certain people or chains of interests in the square, and then tied some people to his chariot.
Zheng Hun's so-called "brother theory" sounds good, but in fact there are many problems. We are all brothers. So when there are hardships, it is natural to have brothers who are willing to share the burden, but they may not be willing when they are rich.
We have spent time together and are on the credit roll, are they brothers?
Furthermore, when there is no problem, we are all brothers. When one of them has a problem and becomes guilty, do all the brothers have to fight for him?
Everyone knows the truth, and it sounds like the same thing, but if you really want to do it, you will definitely not be able to do it...
Mi Heng sneered, and then slowly walked into the small official house that belonged to him.
"Your husband is here!"
"Brother Shohei!"
"This is a certain application..."
"Get out of the way! Someone came first! Someone came first!"
"..."
A group of people almost got into a fight over who could submit the application first.
Fortunately, the clerk on the side was very used to this situation. He scolded loudly, then checked the number plates issued to each person, and asked the guard on the side to remove two or three people who were disrupting order, so that the whole group could be calmed down.
The queue became stable again...
Mi Heng suddenly felt that Zheng Hun's previous remarks were ridiculous.
There is such a slight difference in order, and everyone is fighting for it like this. Where are the brothers who have agreed to do it? Where is the brotherhood?
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Only interests can form an eternal alliance.
If we look at it purely from the perspective of interests, all the noble families in the Han Dynasty can actually be a huge community of interests at a certain time and for a certain period of time.
When facing the emperor, that is, the imperial power, the gentry class united closely. Not only did they fight against the imperial power, but they also deceived their relatives and killed the eunuchs...
When the persecuted emperor had to flee to Beiman Mountain, the Han gentry showed extremely powerful strength, but now, chaos and mutual strife among the gentry are inevitable.
When Qinglong Temple was in turmoil, Fei Qian and Pang Tong were climbing the mountain.
This fat black bird, no wonder there was Luofengpo in history, even Lu couldn't run away!
Pang Tong gasped, and Fei Qian didn't rush him.
Anyway, if you are not in a hurry, you can climb one mountain a day, go up the mountain in the morning, eat in the mountain at noon, go back home in the afternoon, take a bath, massage and sauna... Well, that's what it means anyway. In the beginning, Pang Tong could only climb some small hills.
I was extremely tired, but after persisting for a few days, I slowly got used to it.
After all, that's where human potential comes from.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Pang Tong finally climbed to the top of this mountain. He originally wanted to stand on the top of the mountain and roar to vent his anger, but instead of shouting for half his voice, he took a mouthful of mountain wind and suddenly started coughing.
"Take a rest! Come get some food!" Fei Qian was also sweating a little. He looked at the sky and said, "Half an hour, um, almost, we'll be back in half an hour!"
The guards responded in unison, and then began to repair on the spot.
Fei Qian took the food and water from Huang Xu, and then gave one to Pang Tong. The two sat on the rock on the top of the mountain, looking at the land of Guanzhong below.
After coughing a few times and breathing for a while, Pang Tong's breathing gradually calmed down. He first drank some water, then muttered something in a low voice, then opened the dry food bag, took out the bacon pancakes and tore them into pieces.
stand up.
In the process of climbing the mountain, the lunch meal was relatively simple, and no one cared about it. It was not considered a violation of the Han rule of having two meals during a solar eclipse, and it was not considered a transgression.
"What did you just say..." Fei Qian also asked Pang Tong while tearing the pancake with his teeth.
Pang Tong took a sip of water and swallowed the food, "I mean... the wind in this pass is really getting stronger..."
"Wind?" Fei Qian raised his eyebrows, "You mean Qinglong Temple?"
Pang Tong nodded, pinched the bacon pancake in his hand and said: "A group of guys, chattering every day, advocating this and that, like flies, it's really annoying..."
"There are a lot of people looking for you, right?" Fei Qian said with a smile, "I heard that many "talents" from Jingxiang have sent letters to your house in the past few days?"
"Aha!" Pang Tong raised his head and laughed, "Isn't it! But the question is, what did these guys vote for? Lyrics! Songs! Poems! None of them wrote a policy or anything... Do you think it's funny or not...
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Fei Qian nodded and said, "It seems it would be better if the wind gets stronger..."
From a certain point of view, Pang Tong's current perspective on the problem is basically the same as that of Fei Qian, starting from actual and specific affairs. Therefore, for some "well-known" Jingxiang scholars and celebrities, what kind of literary heritage are displayed here?
This type of Ci Fu is indeed of little interest.
Generally speaking, there are still many gentry children who prefer to talk, and this kind of casual talk that flourished during the Jin Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty also tends to be idealistic. However, Fei Qian believes that this kind of idealization is somewhat "idealistic".
To be continued...