A Million Survival Laws of the Savior

"Being entrusted by others, there is nothing I can do." Mo Di smiled and said, "Staying in the room is too boring, why don't you come out to get some air."

"...can I go?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to get out." Mo Di stroked his beard.

Bai Jue looked at the front, back, left, and left. They were men, and they were all Mohist Mohists, so he clearly saw Bai Jue here.

Of course, he really wanted to leave, and even ten Mo Di couldn't stop him, but Bai Jue couldn't cause any trouble in this situation, so he could only silently pinch the space between his brows... Sigh, the curse of the shaman is still there. Is it working?I don't want to go through the Asura Field anymore.

Although he wanted to leave hypocritically in his heart, Bai Jue was also attracted by the orderly ceremony that followed.

Even if the productive forces are not liberated, even if we know little about the mysteries of the world, even though there are endless wars, and even if it is not prosperous, this era still exists in history and has traces of its glory.

The festive begging scene, the daughter's pilgrimage under the moon, and the cheering crowd.

Sergeant Jiwen raised his glass to drink.

Some people hit the building to cater to, some people resonate with the violin.

There are girls dancing lightly on the high platform, there are singers singing ancient ballads softly, and there are literati reciting the heroic Qin Feng Wuyi.

Solemn but not solemn, elegant but not vulgar, scenes of ceremonies presented in front of his eyes, made Bai Jue see the true spirit that he could hardly see. He has never been integrated into this era. Because of this, as a foreigner, he looked at this The scenery will be particularly shocking.

Even if it disappears into the long river of history, some things are destined not to be buried.

"It's really not a waste of time." Bai Jue said, "If I stayed in the room, it would be a pity for this scene."

As the vocal music slowly dissipated, four-fifths of the celebration had passed.

Mo Di laughed and said: "You are still young, and you have seen too little. The Nine Phoenix Festival in Chu State, the Mountain and River Sacrifice in Wei State, Zhao Wu in Zhao State, and the Military Ritual in Yan State are all more shocking than this scene. , this world is vast, and there are endless scenery to see..."

"But if the world is unified, nine out of ten of these scenery will probably be destroyed." Bai Jue said suddenly: "Probably there is no chance to see it."

Mo Di did not answer, he did not agree with what Bai Jue said in his heart, the current Warring States period has been stalemate for a hundred years, the pattern seems to have changed, but in fact has not changed, the world is so big, how difficult it is to talk about change, let alone unify the world .

That's just a distant ideal.

Mo Zi shook his head, he didn't talk too much, one of the benefits of living for a long time is that the words have already been sent and received freely, he can always stop when he should stop, and keep silent when he should be silent.

"Keep watching, next... it's the men's turn to play." Mo Di stroked his beard and smiled, "I don't know how many poems I can write today."

"verse?"

"It's a festival held in the name of Jixia Hui, how can there be no Wenhui?" Mozi smiled and said: "Meeting friends through literature, there was this kind of saying when Jixia Academy was first established. With a hundred schools of thought contending, there can be a lot of excitement during the literary meeting."

"Poetry." Bai Jue felt that this was unreliable, wouldn't it be a love poem if he recited it on this occasion?

In the Warring States Period, the development of language and writing was in the early stage, and most of the styles were ancient styles.

Most of the poems known to modern people are five-character quatrains and seven-character quatrains, but in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods, almost all four-character quatrains, although there are also later generations, such as "Guan Canghai" written by Cao Mengde, but most of them are five-character and seven-character quatrains. Language, because the more words, the higher the expansion of the text field and artistic conception.

The book "Book of Songs" records poems from the early years of the Western Zhou Dynasty to the middle of the Spring and Autumn Period. There are a total of [-] poems, so it is called the Three Hundred Poems. The Western Han Dynasty is revered as a Confucian classic, and it is rumored that it was edited by Confucius.

In this singularity, Confucius also mentioned three hundred poems to Bai Jue, which were edited by Kong Zhongni himself, and because he practiced Qi and lived long, the Book of Songs should have been continuously expanded. There are fewer and fewer, and the collection of the Book of Songs is also very difficult. In addition, the quality of the poems is uneven and the creation is difficult. Today, the Book of Songs is still only [-] pieces.

In the pre-Qin period, schools of thought often quoted sentences from the Book of Songs to enhance their persuasiveness, not because they wanted to use them so much, but because there were no substitutes, and the number of poems itself was very small...and only accumulated over two thousand years of culture , There are so many famous quotes and good sentences that can be quoted casually, but in the Warring States Period, there were very few scholars who could speak well, let alone poets who could write poems in seven steps.

Bai Jue didn't have high expectations, even his idea was to join in the fun.

With two thousand years of cultural background, he didn't want to bully these students of the Warring States Period with the poems of Li Bai, the poet, Du Fu, the poet, and Li He, that would be too shameless.

Until the group of women dispersed and returned to their positions.

Meng Ke sat on his left side, and Xun Qing sat on his right side. The two women were silent, but there was urging intent in their eyes.

"emmmm..."

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Bai Jue's forehead.

"Is this forcing me to write poetry?"

"Is it okay to read that poem from an adult?"

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Read poetry?

Impossible, I will never read poetry in my life.

That lord does not exist in this celestial universe, and I read it, and there is no evil person who dies in a second, it doesn't make any sense, adding a second will not increase, the only way to maintain life is in a mediocre way.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm a little flustered." Bai Jue swallowed a mouthful of spit, and said with an embarrassed smile: "My hands are shaking now, I have been shaking all the time, and I don't know what you guys want to do now, I said Why don't you give me feedback, how should I answer?"

Bai Jue, who was crazily paying homage while reciting the top-ranked Bible, obviously failed to fool around like before.

Meng Ke and Xun Qing sat in front of the table respectively, and didn't look at him again, and didn't give him any feedback. Instead, Bai Jue sat in the middle and felt uncomfortable, always feeling that someone was singing a certain song in his ear. The first famous BGM.

— Presumptuous, who is playing vixen!

When Bai Jue was restless, someone on the stage had already stepped onto the high stage one by one and began to chant poems.

The four-character poem is not a difficult system, the number of words is small, and it is easy to match the level. In addition, in the Warring States Period, many characters have overlapping scales. In fact, many poems should have been handed down, but among the three hundred poems Apart from the included verses, there are very few famous verses circulating.

Famous thinkers in the Warring States Period often wrote books and biographies, rather than handing down any collection of poems and poems.