"Zhi is in Jingshan, Songbaiwanwan. It is to be broken or moved, and Fangzhe is pious. Songjue has a ballast, and a traveler has leisure. Sleeping in Kong'an, returning to Jingshan for burial, Tang Sun's heir..."

According to the rites, the emperor was buried on the seventh day and in the seventh month; the princes were buried on the fifth day and in the fifth month. On September 23, it happened to be Duke Song's funeral ceremony.

Zhao Wuxi, as a guest of Song and the son-in-law of Le's family, also appeared in the funeral procession. After arriving in the Spring and Autumn Period, he had more experience with the funerals of Jin and Lu, but the funeral of the Yin people was the first time he encountered them.

The Xia Dynasty advocated black, and funerals and burials were all held at dusk, chariots were driven by black horses, and black sacrifices were used for sacrifices. Therefore, the state of Jin was sealed in the Ruins of Daxia and continued to use the Xia ritual. Because of the Xia custom, when Duke Wen of Jin died, the whole country was black. Can't go east for a hundred years.

Although the people of Zhou called themselves Xiamin, they were different. They advocated red color. They held funerals and burials at sunrise. The chariots drove red horses and sacrificed red sacrifices.

Yin people advocate white color, funerals are held at noon, white horses are used for chariots, and white sacrifices are used for sacrifices. Therefore, on this day, all the officials of Shangqiu and the literati in the city were all ignorant. They set out from Shangqiu at noon, went out to Yangmen, and slowly trudged eastward to the accompaniment of "Song of Shang. Yin Wu". Song Gong's coffin was placed on a chariot, and he rode four white horses. The target was the country of Song. The burial place of the monarchs of the past dynasties: Jingshan.

"Zhi is Takaoka, I am Ma Xuanhuang. My aunt will drink him, and Wei Yi will not be hurt forever..." He looked at the unsewn thick linen clothes holding the coffin. Nanzi, who was walking on foot in a thin Ge Lu, Sima Geng, who has always been upright, turned his head and said to Zhao Wuxi with emotion, "Your daughter is really pure filial piety."

to outsiders. The filial daughter Nanzi's performance in the past few days was perfect. She kept the spirit of Duke Song for several nights. Live in the mourning hall. Sleep on a straw mat. No matter how hungry he is, he refuses to eat food, and no matter how cold he is, he wears thin clothes, so he seems to have lost a lot of weight. Now he has to support the coffin to get up, and Le Lingzi can walk with the support of his side.

Zhao Wuxi disapproved in his heart, not to mention that these are what Nanzi should bear. He sneaked into his room the night before and slept with him all night. Who is the beautiful woman who left before dawn?

But he was convinced. Nanzi's ability to establish such an image is good for Zhao Wuxi's plan.

He pouted at the boy in linen on the other side of the coffin and said, "Compared with that, Xinjun's performance is not satisfactory..."

Sima Geng followed Zhao Wuxi's line of sight, and his face suddenly turned dark.

After Fuchai was stunned by Zhao Wuxi's ninety-nine prison high-standard and heavy ceremony, he withdrew his troops. When the predicament of Shangqiu was lifted, Zhao Wuxi, the Le clan, and the Huang clan immediately sent troops to Daiyi to pick up the only heir to the throne, Gongsun Jiu.

Gongsun Jiu was taken to the palace non-stop yesterday, and today he had a funeral. As a new monarch, the funeral of the first monarch is a must-see ceremony for legal enthronement, and he must attend as a son and nephew. But everything was too hasty, and his small body couldn't support his clothes. Only wearing large mourning clothes. Maybe it was because he was too tired to travel yesterday, or maybe it was Nanzi who stayed up all night for his surprise funeral ceremony. Gongsun Jiu fell asleep while holding the coffin, and almost hit his head on the coffin, which caused Yousi, who was in charge of the etiquette, to cough and remind him.

As a disciple of Confucius, Sima Geng attached great importance to etiquette. Gongsun Jiu's performance on the first day made him a little disappointed, but he was relieved when he thought about it. He is only a ten-year-old child, and not everyone can be like Jin Miao Gong. Heavenly genius. It would be nice to meet a prince of the mean, so don't ask too much of yourself, at least better than a guy like Lu Zhaogong who had a happy face during his mourning.

But the outspoken he still sighed softly: "Gongsun is not as far away as the son-in-law, unfortunately, the son-in-law is not a boy, otherwise he can be the heir."

While the two of them were talking, Jingshan arrived, and the pale color cast a layer of desolation and sadness over the withered trees. The expressions of the Song people became solemn. This is not only the tombs of the monarchs of the Song Dynasty, it is said that the first generations of Shang emperors were also buried here.

The team stood still, only Nanzi and Gongsun Jiu supported the coffin and continued to go up, followed by people of higher status such as Le Shi, Huang Shi, Zhao Wuxi, Sima Geng, and the real chief priest of today's ceremony had already arrived. , waiting for them on the hill.

A middle-aged woman wearing a Juyi with the same appearance as before stood in front of the acupoint. She wore a Juyi with wide sleeves and a long skirt. The top was only black and white, which was simple and mysterious.

She is the great witch of the Song Dynasty, a **** who can communicate with ghosts and gods.

Yin people are ghosts and gods, and the cumbersome Zhou rituals are just imported products to them, and they are covered up under the pressure of Zong Zhou. But only shamans are born and raised, and things rooted in the Song Dynasty, from the monarchs, ministers, officials, to the people of Li, all believe in them.

All Song people looked at her with awe, including Sima Geng, who was deeply influenced by Confucius and believed that "how can you know death if you don't know life? If you can't handle people, how can you handle ghosts?" Sima Geng also saluted her respectfully. Zhao Wuxi The same is true.

Da Wu's eyeshadow was painted a weird dark purple with dye. She had long and slender nails, and placed her left and right hands on Nan Zi and Gongsun Jiu's shoulders, especially after giving Nan Zi one more look, she said lightly. : "The auspicious time has come, filial sons and filial daughters follow me to recruit the souls of the dead."

...

"The emperor issued an edict saying: Come back with your soul!

You are unparalleled, you have nine gates and eight extremes.

You don't have to go down to the ground, the yellow spring is deep and secluded.

The East cannot come to pass, ten days are scorching hot.

You can't go to the south, there are many poisonous insects.

The West cannot go to Xi, and the quicksand is thousands of miles away.

You can't swim in the north, the ice and snow are so high.

The soul is back! Back to the soul! "

The sharp purring, the lingering bells, the thumping drums, the whistling wind music, the ding ding chime, and the ethereal singing of the great witch that seems to penetrate the nine heavens and the yellow springs and spread throughout the six poles and eight wastelands. This is a simplified version of "Conjuring the Soul" in the Spring and Autumn Period, which was popular in the mid-summer and Chu regions, and was adapted from Qu Yuan's "Chu Ci. Great Move".

This grand feudal feudal music covered the entire Jingshan funeral ceremony, lingering with the white smoke of the burning wormwood. The smell is pungent and smoky. I couldn't help but want to cry, and then I looked into the smoke, and it seemed that I could see ghosts and gods descending.

On the mound shrouded in white mist, there was a great witch with disheveled hair dancing strangely. As the only two people left in the office. Nanzi and Gongsun Jiu served as assistants under the guidance of Dawu. Gongsun Jiu was still ignorant and ignorant. Holding the white lamb, he also looked timid and fearful like a sheep waiting to be slaughtered. Nanzi, who was holding the sacrificial vessel, performed perfectly everywhere. With tears in her eyes, she joined the chanting of the great witch, and her voice was clear and high-pitched, which attracted everyone to nod again and again.

Except for the three people on the mound, everyone else knelt around.

"Nanzi is really pitiful." Le Lingzi, who also experienced the pain of losing his father, sighed softly beside Zhao Wuxi.

Wu Xian caressed her hand, feeling ashamed in her heart. He replied, "Yeah, the half hour was really hard for her... Lingzi, do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"

Le Lingzi was stunned and replied softly, "My master doctor Bian Que doesn't believe in the existence of ghosts and gods. He insists that doctors should be separated from wizards, and to find the cause of disease should be separated from superstitions of ghosts and gods. I also follow what he said..."

"The thinking of Bian Que's faction is really progressive enough."

Bian Que was probably the most materialistic scholar of this era. Most of the other sages did not dare to deny the existence of ghosts and gods. Even Confucius just said nothing of strange powers, "respect ghosts and gods and keep them away". Zhao Wuxi contradicted Confucius in many ideas. But in terms of ghosts and gods, I think this is the most appropriate.

Respecting ghosts and gods has its social existence value, and who can say anything in this world?

At least most of the Song people believed in the existence of ghosts and gods, and Mozi of later generations was greatly affected and called out the theory of ghosts.

Le Lingzi, who belongs to the materialist school, tilted his head and asked, "A gentleman, do you think there are ghosts and gods in the world?"

Zhao Wuxi said: "I used to think like you, until I encountered something..." If there is no soul in the world, how can he explain that he came to Zhao Xiangzi after a thousand years?

He looked at the sky, the clouds were dense, and there was only a blue sky above Jingshan, as if a huge eye was watching the lower realm, which made Zhao Wuxi feel a palpitation.

Zichan once expounded his view of ghosts and gods. He believed that ordinary people, such as commoners, would not cause trouble after death, because they lacked "essence" and would directly enter the Yellow Springs, and would no longer be able to "be lewd" in the mortal world. Only those nobles who are usually rich in food, fat in their brains, and violently die can become evil ghosts. They absorb a lot of energy from the territorial and territorial people, and harm the world through attachment and reliance.

"If ghosts really exist, Duke Song must be dancing around the mound now. It is said that the great witch is a psychic who can persuade ghosts to return and hear their lawsuits..."

So when Zhao Wuxi thought about it, Nanzi must be extremely frightened now.

Rumors of revenge of wronged souls are quite popular in this era. The most famous one is the story of King Zhou Xuan who died under the arrow of Du Bo's ghost: Du Bo died unjustly for three years and recovered under the Yellow Spring. Hundreds of hunting vehicles, dozens of entourages, and crowds filled the mountains. When the sun was in the middle, the spirit of Du Bo rode a white horse and a chariot, dressed in red clothes, holding a red bow, chasing after King Xuan of Zhou, and an arrow hit King Xuan in the heart, causing him to break his spine and fall dead on the bow bag.

It is said that this incident happened in front of everyone's eyes, no one saw it, no one didn't hear it, and it was recorded in the "Spring and Autumn Period" of the Zhou Dynasty. The sovereign teaches his subjects, and the father warns his son, saying, "Be alert! Be careful! Anyone who kills an innocent person will have ominous consequences. The punishment of ghosts and gods is such a quick and painful experience."

If Song Gong had a spirit, how would he treat his daughter who pushed him down from a high platform? Only a strange woman with a tough temperament like Nanzi can keep her face intact and perform as usual on such occasions.

Looking at Nanzi who was chanting with the big witch, Zhao Wuxi guessed: "Actually, she must be screaming in her heart, and she wants Song Gong's soul not to return, not to return?"

Zhao Wuxi suddenly looked forward to her future.

As a result, half an hour passed, and nothing happened. The great witch did not hear the lawsuit from the wronged soul, and did not expose Nanzi on the spot. Instead, she supported her with nodding in relief. There was no strangeness in the sky that day, so Duke Song drove a horse to come to take revenge, the funeral ended smoothly, and the afternoon was sunny and sunny.

Only the eyes of the sky in the clouds are still silently watching the earth.

Afterwards, when Zhao Wuxi bowed before the coffin, he said softly to Nanzi, who was kneeling beside him and thanked him, "Heaven listens to the people, and God sees the people. I thought that even if there were ghosts in the world, they would not be able to oppose the people willing..."

Historians are all selectively blind people. Later generations only saw Hei Yangguang kill his father and prostitute his stepmother. Who would grab Li Er to kill his brother and force his father to hold on to it?

Nanzi was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head and thanked him.

...

This time the funeral ~lightnovelpub.net~ Xiang brothers did not arrive, so Sima Geng was very angry, and he scolded the two brothers for not being ministers, even the most basic loyalty and filial piety.

In fact, this is another trap for Zhao Wuxi and the Xiang brothers. Morally, they will be condemned by the whole country, and it is impossible for them to enter Shangqiu. Of course, their absence is not without reason. Zhao Wuxi deliberately let the messenger delay on the road is one of them, the two brothers dare not approach Shangqiu alone is the second, and Fu Chai took them to capture Xiaoyi, it is the third ...

Although Fu Chai is not good at emotional intelligence, he is a good player in attacking the city and the land. The tall and sturdy Xiao Yi only lasted for less than five days...

With the removal of Xiaoyi, Song Guo's treason was completely swept away. Although the remaining Zheng army still occupied the six cities in the west, and although Wei Guo still clamored for an offer to send troops with Qi to attack Song, it lasted for more than two months. The Song Civil War was basically over. The messengers to announce the mourning departed from Shangqiu and went to the neighboring countries of Zhou, Chu, Jin, Qin, Wu, and Lu.

The princes were buried on five days, and the coffins were stopped in a safe place, and they were officially buried after the mausoleum was built five months later. In addition, every seven days after the feudal lords' mourning day, their children and ministers have to hold worship ceremonies. It was not until the second seven o'clock that Fuchai and the Xiang brothers came late... (To be continued.)