warring states careerist

Chapter 47 Nuwa Fuxi Double Helix
Not everyone cares about the root of everything in the universe.

But most people will care about where it comes from.

Human beings are one of the myriad things in the universe, and they are also the starting point for the myriad things in the universe to be recognized by humans.

The origin of human beings is a story that every nation has legends, even more common than the legends of the sun and the moon.

Just like what he and Mozi said, when people can be explained, even people who have nothing to do with the origin of everything in the world will believe that this method of explanation can explain everything in the world.

Corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes are in Paradise; human beings are explained in Tianzhi, which can explain all things; it is the same relationship.

People are the most common and also the most mysterious, and the suitable direction is the easiest to explain.

It doesn't need to be finished all at once, but it needs to be made up continuously.

Shi took a look at Mozi and asked cautiously, "Don't you want to listen first, sir?"

Mozi shook his head and said: "Since I said it, I only watch and listen to it these days, of course I don't ask about it. The matter of Emperor Sicheng is not the matter of the village community, so I asked you. The matter of the future is the matter of the village community." , so I don’t ask. Besides, I have my own ears and my own mind, so I can always tell whether what you say is reasonable or not.”

"I want to know a lot of things, but I also want to be heard when I know it. Why do you have to say it again? You just do it."

"Since I can tell the difference, if you are right, you are enlightening me; if you are wrong, I will correct you. What are you afraid of if you just say it?"

"Go ahead and let Si Cheng Huang wait for a few days."

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One day later, people from the villages who had heard of "Promised Land", or were cured by reed flowers with simple herbal medicine, or saw the harvested things with their own eyes, came to the suitable place in groups of dozens of miles. village community.

Song Shao performed martial arts, this year is not the year of three years of great performances.Most of the nearby land has been reclaimed, and there is no need to fulfill the obligation to hunt with the nobles. It is a good day to get together and talk.

Shi also made preparations for this day long in advance, bought a lot of beans with the little money left, ground the beans with a stone cone to help him, and boiled the soybean milk.

There is no brine or gypsum, but fortunately there are already vinegar sellers in the market at this time, so I bought some vinegar and used vinegar and water to make some tofu.

This method is more delicious than gypsum and brine. You only need to use vinegar for the first time, and then you only need to use the remaining soybean water to ferment and turn sour.

This is to use pH to coagulate the protein, similar to the salt ion effect of brine and gypsum, the result is the same, and it is softer.

He was less humble before traveling, so he was able to do more vulgar things. When he came here, these vulgar things have become the skills of the tall, just in line with the old saying that it is not a blessing if you lose your horse.

Not a lot of tender white tofu is prepared, and everyone who comes here for a party can't eat much.But just like the coriander and pepper added to the fish soup last time, this is a hope that can be seen and felt.

For this gathering, Shi also specially prepared a venue.

The purpose of religious buildings is always to make people feel small, so as to produce a humble emotion, and it is convenient to do the opposite.

Whether it is a church in Europe or the Temple of Heaven in China, it is the ultimate embodiment of this kind of architectural technique that makes people feel small and humble.The Temple of Heaven uses the means of the unity of heaven and man, but standing on the steps of the Temple of Heaven and looking up is contrary to the unity of heaven and man, leaving only the vastness of the sky and the tiny people.

Since he wanted to go in the opposite direction, he chose a small hill. With the help of the angle of the afternoon sun shining from the west, people stood on the hill and looked east, so that the hazy scene of the world created by the setting sun came into his eyes. For the world in everyone's eyes.

When the people are basically gathered, let the children in the village stand in a row, standing to the west of the crowd, with the setting sun behind them.He stood on the east side of the crowd, waiting for a place to preach.

These children were taught by him himself, and he was also trying to turn "Promised Land" into a music for later generations, and used it as a chorus method for publicity.

Whatever is useful can be discarded and its essence taken for human use, and it is always suitable for all kinds of methods.

For the tune of "Promised Land", in his opinion, Bach's "Diffusion in B minor" is the best choice.

The early stage is heavy and melancholy, which contrasts with the life and reality depicted in "Promised Land".When it came to the section of Psalms of Glory, it turned into joy and excitement, and it happened to be the section in the psalm that signaled that everyone was united.

It’s just that his level is really limited, and it’s not easy for the children in these villages to master such difficult variations. Easy Ode to Joy.

After the hundreds of people calmed down, Shijiao people suddenly lifted the reed mats that blocked the children standing in several rows.

The angle calculated in advance and the slope deliberately sought made the sunlight happen to be blocked from everyone's sight at first.

The moment the reed mat was lifted, golden sunlight fell instantly, covering everyone under the sunlight.

Dozens of immature children's voices open their mouths to sing the revised Song of Songs in July, a paradise of prophecy.

Fire flows in July, and clothes are granted in September.On the first day, the wheat is poured, and on the second day, the snow is watched.If Ruixue ruins his ankles, he will surely have a good harvest.The third day is on the plow, and the fourth day is on the jade.Neighbors with our community, ridges and private acres, Qiu Dian is very happy.

Fire flows in July, and clothes are granted in September.In the spring day, there is Yang, and there is Ming Canggeng.Children sit in a communal house, ask about calligraphy and study scriptures, and ask for ink praise.The spring is late, and the kite is flying.His heart is happy, and he forgets to take responsibility for his loving mother in the evening.

There is fire in July, and flowers are picked in August.In the strong moon and snow, take the other to circle around, pick ghost peaches, and pick the other to cut straw.Rolling in September and spinning in October.The color is as white as snow, the cloth is as wide as a foot and long, and the family clothes are cut.

Sow beans in April and harvest wheat in May.Grind the mortar to obtain it, and cut the grains into powder.One day, he sent out his hair and took that jade grass to feed the cattle.On the second day, Li Lie said to kill lambs and pigs, drink with friends, and store the rest of the meat on ice.

In May, katydids move their stocks, in June Shakespeare shakes their feathers, in July they live in the wild, in August they live in the sky, in September they live in the house, in October crickets come under my bed.Suffocate the salary and seal it to the grass.Pleasure to my wife, said to change the age, enter this room.

In September, field gardens are built, and in October, crops are harvested.Jade refers to bean and melon, hemp, soybean and wheat.I like my farmer, my crops are the same, and I adjust the mud to repair the room.Dry cattle feed during the day and cook dolphin food overnight.Desperate for animal health and fertilizer, sow Su Wo in autumn.

Perform martial arts around the second day, and worship the ancestors on the third day.On the fourth day, the fleas, the snow melts and the ice melts.One yuan starts again, Vientiane is renewed.Suitable for that paradise, God's ambition is Sri Lanka.High and low are impermanent, each do his best, stay here, stay here...

The falsified July after the falsification is a little less than the July in the Book of Songs.

The missing passage was already made up by Shiben, but he dared not let others sing it.

The last stanza that has been given is already very explicit, and it is almost like singing that the sky is dead and the sky is standing;

It is because of the last paragraph that already exists that Gongsun Ze gave an evaluation of "following the wrong and confusing people's hearts".

Although being explicit can also be explained, it is said that performing martial arts and offering sacrifices to ancestors in winter is not a preparation before the rebellion, but just a traditional habit; singing about the arrival of spring and the renewal of all things is not alluding to the arrival of a new era, but simply singing about spring, just a dream Instead of going to get the Promised Land.

If you add the last stanza that I didn't teach these people to sing, then I can't explain it clearly, and now this strength has long been cut off from the market.

The difference from the original July Flowing Fire is that the original poem is a mixture of bitterness and joy, like a realistic picture scroll, letting people know the suffering of farmers and their daily life.

After the prophecy was changed, all the suffering was changed into happiness, just like describing a dream that is close at hand, which makes every farmer feel familiar and strange.

Not a word of suffering, not a word of pain.

But the best happiness, compared with the real reality, is the most painful sorrow.

The sadness that comes from the contrast, coupled with the immature and hopeful child's voice, and the cheerful "Ode to Joy" tune, give people hope.

Not the hope of a dream, but the hope of reality.

On a certain day, those who spread and sing these songs will perform martial arts left and right, offer sacrifices to their ancestors, and hope for a one-year restoration and a renewal of everything.

If no one can save you, then you can rely on yourself. The simple truth is as simple as the farmer knows that if he wants to eat, he must plant the land first.Knowing that planting can harvest, who wants to gather and hunt?

Since Shi Shi told them that Leisi planting instead of gathering and hunting is the will of heaven, and it is also a fourth paradise, so since it has been realized, why not pursue the fifth paradise?
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In the crowd, Gong Zaoye's younger brother Gong Zao Zhu, who is also an ink artist, was intoxicated by the music, and subconsciously stretched out his fingers and lightly tapped his kneeling legs.

Mozi watched from the side, just smiled and didn't say anything.

Mohism emphasizes non-music, but Gongzao Zhu is a person who understands music. Not only does he understand music, but he can also forge musical instruments.

The grandfathers of Gongzao Ye and Gongzao Zhu were from Chu, and they were hired by the king of Chu to cast bells for them.

Casting bronze wares requires family-handed craftsmanship. During the Spring and Autumn Period, most of them were government-run, similar to the craftsman household system, passed down from father to son.However, with the development of productivity, the descendants of some people left the official camp and traveled between countries with technology.

The inscription on the bronze ware with the words caster XX is a hired craftsman; while the inscription on the inscription of smelter XX is a member of the government-run handicraft industry.

At that time, King Chu Zhao was destroyed by Wu Zixu and Sun Wuzi, fled to Zeng State, and was rescued by Zeng Hou.Zeng State is also an important vassal state of Chu State, and it also contributed to saving King Chu Zhao. Therefore, King Chu Hui later cast a bell to send Zeng Houyi to him.

At that time, in order to cast chime bells, famous craftsmen from all over the world were hired, and the grandfather of Gong Zaoye's brother also participated in the bell casting process.

Knowing the complexity of casting bells and the manpower it consumes, Brother Gong Zaoye also agreed with the Mohist theory of festival burial and non-music, and became a Mohist.

Gongzao knew music when he was a child, and non-music music was not the music sung by ordinary people. It was because Mozi was intoxicated and smiled when he saw the Gongzao festival.

Long after Tong Yin sang the chorus for the second time, Gong Zao Zhu stopped tapping his fingers.

"how?"

Mozi asked.

Gongzao thought about it for a long time.

"An elephant has no form, but a great sound has no sound."

"One sentence does not talk about the world, the largest scope is only among the villages, and what is sung is only such trivial things as spring planting and autumn harvest, men farming, girls weaving, children learning characters. But the villages here can sing, the villages of Jin State They can also sing, and so can the villages in Qin, Qi, and Yan. Thousands of villages, what else is there if it’s not the world?”

"There's no bells and drums at all, it's just a group of children singing a cappella. But children can sing because they fly a kite home and are scolded by their mother; men can sing because they fix the plowshare and prepare to plow; women can sing because they Picking ghost peaches and spinning white cloth... Men, women, and children can sing, even the people of the world are singing, and the nine states are singing together, what kind of bell and drum music can be greater than this?"

"The princes enshrine the king, gather the copper of the world, the sky and the earth are furnaces, the sun and the moon are charcoal, and they can't cast chime bells comparable to it. Within ten years, this music will flourish in the Central Plains. There is no snow in Chu to plant rice. It is not difficult to change a thing or two.”

"Gongsun Ze said that goodness is not good, but with what Gongsun Ze learned, he really did not wrong him! Hahahaha..."

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As Gong Zaozhu said, this prophecy poem was written in this village, but it is talking about the villages in the world.Just like the song about the wide waves of rivers sung by later generations, it is about a certain river, but it reminds everyone of the river in their hometown.

Farmers from afar listened to the tune, tasted the soft tofu, and got drunk in the cappella of the children's voice and the twilight of the setting sun.

The ballad in my mind seemed to come alive, turning into a wooden stick, slowly drawing such a picture on the sand...

Fire flows in July, and clothes are granted in September.Irrigate Sumai in November, look forward to the snow in December, and the snowflakes will flood the ankles. Next year will be a bumper harvest.In the first month, I used evil gold to lay the plowshares that were said to be pulled by an ox. In February, I went to the fields with the people from the village to plant corn.Plant it on the land that you have reclaimed, make ridges and moisture on it, and laugh and laugh among the hills.

Fire flows in July, and clothes are granted in September.When spring came, the cuckoo twittered, and the children sat in the village school, trying to learn how to read and write, hoping to be praised by the ink master who taught them.The spring is late, and I have to recite the nine numbers when I go back at night, but the kite is flying, so I forget the nine numbers and fly the kite, and I am scolded by my mother when I go home late.

There is fire in July, and flowers are picked in August.It was clearly August, but it was as if snow had fallen in the fields, and the cotton bolls were blooming and waiting to be harvested.Bringing their bibs, the women go together to pick cotton bolls, and the men harvest corn stalks with sickles.Cotton is ginned in September, and yarn is spun and weaved in October. The cloth is more than a foot wide and white as snow. It is just right for cutting winter clothes for the family and adding cotton to keep warm.

Sow beans in April and harvest wheat in May.The harvested wheat is used to remove the outer skin with a millstone and a mill to expose the inner surface, and this is eaten throughout the year.In November, when the north wind blew, the men brought the harvested corn stalks to feed the cattle, and surrounded the cowshed to prevent the north wind from blowing in.In December, pigs and sheep are slaughtered, and the neighbors are entertained. The meat that cannot be eaten will be frozen in the ice and snow to prevent it from spoiling.

After five, six, seven, eight, nine, and October, it is necessary to prepare firewood in advance for the winter.Whitewash their new house, use that kind of grass and wood silk, and seal the north-facing windows to prevent the cold wind from blowing in and make a fire inside.The wife and children are so happy. They want to live in it when the new year is changed. It's so warm. It's so warm.

Prepare the yard in September and harvest the crops in October.Corn, sweet potato, potato, wheat, pumpkin, carrot, sesame, peanut, soybean...these are all harvested.The farmer is so happy. After harvesting, he has to mix the mud and repair the leaks on the house.In the morning, grass for cattle should be prepared, and in the evening, alfalfa should be cooked for pigs.The cow must be full. When the cow grows fat, it happens to be planted with wheat.

In December, the north wind blows, and the farmers arrange the military formations according to what they have learned; on good days in the first month, they worship the ancestors and those sages who uphold the will of heaven.It's really cold in winter, but spring is coming soon.In February, the ice melts and the snow melts, and spring is here. Everything is new and everything is different.The change of seasons in spring, summer, autumn and winter is the will of heaven, and such a paradise is also the will of heaven.A paradise where the rich and the humble are impermanent, and where people make the best of their talents, come quickly, come quickly...

　A fake "July" new poem, dedicated to the new program of July.I wish the Great Qin under the Qin officials and black husbands is also so beautiful.

　　
　
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