Go back to the valley to farm

Chapter 717 Nine Hexagrams of the Book of Changes
Chapter 710 Nine Hexagrams of the Book of Changes

Wang Meixian said: "I think this dog is the ancestor of Baida and the others. Look, its tail is still standing!"

After finishing speaking, he shouted: "Are you right, Bai Da?"

Bai Da was wrestling with a fan bone outside the door, when he heard this, he raised his head, no matter what happened first, the tail of the white tower also swayed.

Everyone at the table laughed miserably, and Wang Meixian said again: "But there is one problem with this story..."

Grandpa Yu never thought about this question, and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Wang Meixian said: "It's that Xunli! You see, he is only responsible for coming up with ideas, and then pushes everything to Xunxian and Bai Da to do it, and he knows to hide behind!"

So everyone looked at Li Junge thoughtfully.

Li Junge was dumbfounded holding the wine glass, this brat made another cold shot!
She smiled blushingly and said, "This...hehe...the people say that is the ancestor of the Miao family...I am of the Han nationality...Meixian, you know that your Uncle Pi is very honest..."

A group of people rolled their eyes, honest ass!There's nothing wrong with Meixian's story, there's a living reality in front of you!

After the meal was over, everyone was still drinking, and Wang Meixian had already fallen asleep in Grandpa Yu's arms, and on the other table, several heads also began to tap.

Li Junge hugged Wang Meixian, and A Yin led the children and sent them to bed.

Then Ni's mother, Grandma Ou, went to the embroidery building to help A Yin get dressed.

When A Yin came downstairs again, the art workers were completely stunned.

Li Junge was very satisfied with the effect. The first time he saw A Yin dressed up, it was not much better.

Wu Meixian took out the digital camera and started shooting, and said to A Yin: "A Yin, you will put on this clothes again in a while when you put the sacrifices in the morning, it's so shocking!"

Li Junge said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, when the time comes, Ayin's head scarf will be taken off and put aside. That is the image of a girl who is going to pack up and go traveling after sacrificing ancestors."

Wu Meixian couldn't help but praised: "This idea is good! This is because kung fu is beyond poetry! It is more reliable than those ideas of the brothers!"

Li Junge said again: "Ayin and the others have a lot to say about their clothes, every pattern is their story, and this one can't be wrong."

Wu Meixian was dumbfounded: "So... the story?"

Li Junge pointed to Ayin's skirt: "Just to give an example, look at the two horizontal lines at the bottom of Ayin's skirt. The yellow one on the top is called Huangshui Dahe, and the blue one on the bottom is called Qingshui Dahe, which means the ancestors of the Miao family. First of all, they migrated across the Yellow River, and then migrated across the Qingshui River, hehehe, no confusion..."

Wu Meixian said, "Huh? Such a romantic and beautiful legend?"

Li Junge sighed and said: "It's not romantic at all. This is the route map of their migration after they failed in the struggle with the Xuanyuan clan. There are other patterns, which are their gods, ancestors, totems, towns they passed, mountains, streams..."

Grandpa Yu also changed into a robe with a red flower belt, came out and said: "Yes, according to the ancient song, during this journey, all the things that should be lost are lost, even the words are gone... But since the clothes are still there, The ancestors embroidered the history on their clothes; since people were still alive, the ancestors sang the history into ancient songs. Then they took the only weapons, grain seeds, fire seeds, wooden drums, bamboo rafts... all the way to wander, In the end, our branch came here to settle down.”

The four elders of Jiazhou couldn't help being awed: "Yu Lao, you are also a great nation."

Grandpa Yu took a bamboo pole from the side of the shrine and said, "Let's go, the cow sacrifice is different. I'll take everyone to watch the ceremony."

The bamboo poles have been around for a long time. Grandpa Yu took everyone downhill to the square to gather. Grandpa Yu walked in front and introduced to everyone as he walked: "This is called 'Aobing'. There is a piece of cloth inside. Every family has it. It is the soul of the ancestors. live in it."

"Miao nationality, the "miao" means bamboo shoots. The ancestors of the Miao nationality invented bows and arrows because they saw heavy snow bending bamboo; they invented swords when their palms were scratched by bamboo chips; beach, and invented a bamboo raft that can be used both on mud and water..."

"Bamboo has a special meaning to us. Your Han family has a saying of 'drinking the same Yangtze River water', 'it grows from the same root', and our Miao family also has it. Our saying is 'the water of the same river, the leaves of the same bamboo.' "

"Both descendants of Fuxi, similar to your Han family's Bagua Yi, our Miao family also has a matching theory, called Jiu Gua Yi."

"You are two yao, we are three yao."

"Yao, it's yarrow; 篿, it's a small bamboo branch."

"The 篿 is the root of number, and the law is congenital. The beginning of the heaven and the earth is like three. Thunder is fire and belongs to Yang; Long; double yin does not grow, and double yang does not grow, water and fire complement each other, yin and yang merge, and Juesheng becomes qi. Qi is the foundation of all things, the ancestor of change, and the ancestor of numerology, the number of former residences is three. The three The number of life is also, so it is called "three lives and all things."

"Ji, the luck of 篿. There are three images, which are used to enclose the universe to determine whether it is good or bad, and to measure the fortune. Each is determined by its image. Fire is used to determine the sound, water is used to determine the location, and air is used to determine the color. Nine tones, Nine characters and nine colors are used to determine things. There are 27 pins, and they are originally located here, so they are big."

"Chopsticks are plants. The end of the stick is called chopsticks. There are 81 states of chopsticks. The luck of numbers is all in it. The fire of the chopsticks knows the fortune of officials; the water of the chopsticks knows the fortune of wealth; the breath of the chopsticks knows the destiny. The three lucks are the foundation of life. If it is not unknowable, it can be known; if it is not unfathomable, it is unpredictable. Knowing it lies in the chopsticks, so it is called micro-knowledge. The subtlety is the mystery of the truth!"

Grandpa Yu suddenly stopped and turned around abruptly, with tears in his eyes: "There are drawings and interpretations! Piwa, Piwa! These things! Compared with your Han family's "Yi", how is it?!"

Li Junge seldom shed tears since he was a child, but now his face is covered with tears, and he held Grandpa Yu's hand and said, "Grandpa Yu, this is the theoretical crystallization of natural philosophy and humanistic practice! A complete ideological system and theoretical system! Why haven’t I heard of the source of such a great way, the head of the scriptures, and the book of teaching?!”

Grandpa Yu said: "In fact, you may have heard, 'The prosperity of "Yi" is also in the middle ages? Did the author of "Yi" have any worries? It is the old shoes, the foundation of virtue; modesty, the handle of virtue Ye, recovery, the foundation of virtue; constant, the strengthening of virtue; loss, the cultivation of virtue; benefit, the enrichment of virtue; difficulty, the distinction of virtue; well, the place of virtue; sunda, the restraint of virtue.' "

Li Junge was dumbfounded: ""The Second Book of Yi Zhuan", there are really nine samples here!"

Grandpa Yu said: "This paragraph was discovered by Zixia. When he handed it to Confucius, he said that it was the text he had collected about the analysis of the nine hexagrams. It has been seriously lost. Confucius was very happy after reading the remaining text. Calling it 'Nine Hexagrams and Three Chens' made Zixia record it in the "Yi Zhuan" of the Han family."

"The ones I read before were oral biography of the Miao people Yang Laoqi in the Qing Dynasty, and you Han people translated them. It's a pity that our Miao people's cultural level is not as high as your Han people. Although these things have been passed down from generation to generation here, they have been passed down all the way. Lost, now it has become almost the same as when Zixia picked up the Jiugua Bamboo Slips, only a shell is left... Piwa, tell me, if the master knew Miao language at that time, and knew the great witch among the Miao people at that time, The passage I memorized before and the passage I recited later can be completely recorded, passed down to this day, and they are still together, and they still have to be complete, how good would it be? How great would it be!"

Li Junge's eyes were dull: "It's... gone?"

On second thought, yes, if there is no normal, then it is not normal.

……

When the Jiuli clan was strong, their spiritual guidance should be this "Jiuli Yi".Even at the peak of their culture, the Xuanyuan clan translated their Chinese version, which is the remnant that Zixia got later.

In fact, it can also be seen that the two "Book of Changes" have similarities in their text structure, ideological system, and value concepts, that is, the twin bamboo shoots on a bamboo root, which can almost be said to be the same as the two tribes in ancient times. Direct evidence of an ancestor.

Fuxi, Nuwa, and Shennong all came from Dongyi Jiuli, and most of the cultural legends in ancient China also came from this.

Therefore, it can even be further inferred that Jiuli's humanistic heritage at that time may have surpassed that of the Xuanyuan clan.

But the war begins, followed by defeat, flight, migration...

During the migration, a large number of files and materials could not be carried, and were lost step by step...

The status of the spiritual leader was replaced by the military leader.Because the survival of the tribe has become the biggest problem for the Jiuli clan at that time.

It is a matter of course that scholars cannot outrun soldiers... In the end, most intellectuals were killed, writing disappeared, and cultural inheritance became precarious...

Later, the Jiuli clan spread from a large tribal alliance to small villages. "Jiuli Yi" has been reduced from a constitution for judging major federal affairs to a divination guide for rural weddings and funerals.

Because of the loss of those who have a thorough understanding of "Jiuli Yi", coupled with the talent and level of the inheritors, they are not enough to undertake the important task of cultural inheritance, those parts of "Yi Zhuan" that made Confucius ecstatic, The interpretation of hexagrams in Hejing itself, that is, the part that dissects and analyzes the philosophical thought and humanistic spirit of "Jiuli Yi", has gradually disappeared.

Only the outline and drawing are left, while the hexagrams and codices only retain the part that the villagers can understand directly-good luck and bad luck.

At this point, "Jiuli Yi" is completely dead.

If this brilliant masterpiece is translated in the Spring and Autumn Period, it may be well-prepared; if it is sorted out in the Qin and Han Dynasties, it may be comprehensive;

When I think about it in the Qing Dynasty, there is only a skin left.

As for modern times, hehehe...

Ding Lao also sighed: "It's such a pity... Thousands of years of civilization, I don't know how many good things have been lost in the long river of history. Now, we can only hope for the slight possibility of archaeological discoveries..."

After watching the ceremony, Li Junge was very depressed and disappointed, and couldn't be happy at all.

Although there are bull heads, pig heads, and piles of sacrificial offerings on the altar, it is a good illustration of the wealth of Xuantian Village this year.Grandpa Ke Yu, like Li Junge, seemed to have lost the joy of the celebration. When the chief priest led the call, his voice was filled with infinite sadness and helplessness: "The sun comes out—the dark clouds disperse—grandparents—the grandparents—period Come and please—"

In the village, men, women and children raised their "Australian Soldiers" and echoed in unison, but the voices were full of joy when the big celebration came.

Next, it was Lusheng, encouraged, and wandered around. The entire square, tourists and Miao people, fell into a sea of ​​carnival.

It was Ayin who saw that Li Junge was in a bad mood, and forcibly pulled him to join the ranks of encouragement.

Encouraging and encouraging, Li Junge danced and danced, and his mood gradually improved.

He also thinks about it, so many scholars don't care about these things, and the original "Analects of Confucius" is not read by many people. Only Lao Tzu, the owner of a farmhouse, is still here to feel sorry for the ancients. Why don't I go? !

A sense of banditry came up in my heart, so I lost my heart and lungs, danced all night, and went back to Ayin's house to sleep with my head covered.

　Writing a book is also a process of broadening your knowledge. Lao Zhou didn't even know that the Miao family was actually playing Jiugua!The nine hexagrams are true, and the nine hexagrams and three Chen in "Yi Zhuan" are also true. If you are interested, you can check the information.However, Lao Zhou feels that the relationship between the two is questionable, because there are too few historical materials after all. "Shangshu" has debates about the authenticity of ancient and modern times, and this is even more difficult to say.When Lao Zhou checked the information and wrote this chapter, he burst into tears. When he checked the typos just now, he suddenly felt that maybe it’s too early to cry... But culture has lost a lot after encountering wars. Let's see...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)