In the past, the state of Qi had Guan Zhong, and the word Yi Wu; Uncle Bao's name is, he made friends with the poor since he was a child. Later, Bao made great contributions under the door and recommended Guan Zhong as prime minister. The two men are United, support each other and be consistent. Guan zhong once said a few words: "after three wars and three north, uncle Bao is not afraid of me and knows that I have an old mother;" I have tasted the taste of three officials and three people. Uncle Bao doesn't treat me as a corrupt official until I am dissatisfied. I tried to talk to Bao Shu, but he didn't treat me like a fool and knew when it was good and when it was bad. I tried to be good friends with Uncle Bao and gained a lot. Uncle Bao doesn't take me for greed, knowing that I am poor. Give birth to my parents and know my uncle Bao! " Therefore, at all times and in all countries, close friendship must be called "Guan Bao".
Today, it is said that two friends met by chance and became brothers, each of whom gave up his life and forgot his death, leaving his name forever.
During the Spring and Autumn Period, King Chu Yuan advocated Confucianism and recruited talents. People all over the world came back after hearing the news, but they couldn't beat this plan. In Jishishan, Xiqiang, there was a wise man, surnamed Zuo, with the same name. When his parents died young, he made great efforts to attack books, cultivate talents to help the world and learn for the people's cause. Nearly forty years old, because the princes of the Central Plains annexed each other, there were few benevolent people and many bullies, and they never became officials. Later, I heard that Wang Muren was kind-hearted and thirsty for wisdom, but he took a bag of books and bid farewell to his neighbors in the country and came to Chu all the way. I came to Yongdi, it was the middle of winter, and it was stormy. There is a saying called "Xijiang Moon", which only talks about the rainy scene in winter:
Love and hate too much shaving, drizzle invades clothes.
Not as kind as when he urged ice to brew snow.
The mountains are unknown and often dark, and the sun is still slightly shaking.
Wanderers on the horizon are homesick, but pedestrians on the road should regret it.
Zuo walked in the rain all day, and his clothes were soaked. Look at the dark sky and go to the village to find a place to spend the night. Looking from a distance, in the bamboo forest, I broke the window and went straight to that place. When he saw a low fence surrounded by a hut, he pushed it open and knocked on Chai Men. One of them came out of the house. Zuo stood under the eaves and hurriedly saluted, "I'm from Xiqiang. My surname is Zuo, and my first name is Zuo. If you want to go to Chu, you won't get caught in the rain halfway, and there is no place to find a place to live. If you want to stay for one night, you can come early. I wonder if you will tolerate it? " Hearing this, the man quickly replied and invited him into the house. Tao Bo looked, but there was a sofa with books piled on it and nothing else. As we all know, Tao Bo is a Confucian, so he wants to worship him. The man said, "no ceremony, you can make a fire to dry clothes, but this is a conversation." Burning bamboo for fire at night and drying clothes for peaches. It was thoughtful of the man to serve wine and vegetables to the peach. Bertoni asked his name. The man said, "I am a sheep with two names. My parents are dead, and I live here alone. I loved reading all my life, and agriculture was ruined. I was lucky to meet a wise man from far away, but I hate the coldness of my family and I am short of money. I beg for forgiveness. " Tao Bo said, "In rainy weather, you must get shelter, and at the same time you can drink water and eat. Why don't you forget! " That night, the two of them fell asleep, studying in their chests and never falling asleep again.
It's better than dawn, and it keeps raining. Jiao Ai stayed in Tao Bo's home, treated each other with all her heart and got married. Botao's brother Horn mourned for five years, and Horn mourned for Botao's brother. If you stay for three days, the rain will stop. Tao Bo said, "It's a pity that you have the talent of Wang Zuo and the ambition to help others, but no bamboo and silk." Jiao Ai said, "If you don't want to be an official, you won't get it." Bo Diao said, "Now the King of Chu is open-minded and seeks the virtuous. Since my brother has this heart, why not let him go? " Jiao Ai said, "I am willing to obey my brother's orders." So he packed some food and rice, paid a little fare, abandoned his hut, and they looked forward to the south together.
Two days' trip, rainy and continuous, I stayed in the hotel and the expenses were used up. There was only one bag of food, so they took it in turn and left in the rain. The rain didn't stop, but the wind blew hard and turned into a heavy snow. How can I see it? You see: wind adds snow, and snow rides the wind. Catkin fluttered and pieces of goose feathers danced. The regiment stirred up in the air, regardless of east, west, north and south; The ground that covered the whole sky became all green, yellow and red. Poets who visit Mei are more interested, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
They crossed Qiyang and Liangshan Road. Asked the woodcutter, they all said, "From then on, there was no one for more than a hundred miles. It was a barren mountain, a wilderness, and there were wolves and tigers, so we had to stop. " Tao Bo and Jiao Ai said, "How is your heart, my dear brother?" Jiao Ai said: "Since ancient times, life and death have been doomed. Now that I'm here, I only care about moving forward, so I won't live and regret it. " It was another day's trip, and I spent the night in the ancient tomb, with thin clothes and cold wind. The next day, the snow was getting tighter and tighter, and the mountains seemed to be covered with feet. Tao Bo couldn't stand the cold. He said, "I think it's a hundred miles away, and there is no one else who doesn't have enough food and lacks clothes and food. If you go alone, you can go to Chu. If two people go, even if they don't freeze to death, they will starve to death on the road and rot with the vegetation. What are the benefits? I took off my clothes and put them on my brother. My brother can earn this food by himself and leave in Tuqiang. I would rather die here than go on. My brother will be valued when he meets the king of Chu, but it's not too late to bury me. " Jiao Ai said, "How dare you! Although we are not born of the same parents, we are too loyal to each other. I am willing to seek to enter the body alone? "Therefore, I am not allowed to help Tao Bo.
After walking less than ten miles, Tao Bo said, "The bigger the storm, how can we get there? Let's find a place to rest by the roadside. " Seeing a withered mulberry tree, you are likely to avoid the snow. There is a person's position under the mulberry tree, so Jiao Ai helps Tao Bo to go in and sit down. Tao Bo's corner of life wailed on the stone to make a fire, and picked up some dead branches to keep out the cold. When Bi Jiaojiao arrived with firewood, he saw Tao Bo stripped naked, covered with clothes, and piled into a pile. Jiao Ai was frightened and said, "Why is brother so?" "I think there's nothing I can do," Tao Bo said. My dear brother, don't make a mistake. Put on this dress quickly and pay for it. I'll just stay here and die. "Jiao Ai hugged him and cried," We live and die together, but can we be apart? " Tao Bo said, "If they all starve to death, who will bury these bones? "Jiao Ai said," If so, I'd rather take off my clothes for my brother. My brother can buy food, and I would rather die here. " Tao Bo said, "I have been sick all my life. My good brother is younger and stronger than me. It's more like learning from the chest. I can't do it. If you meet Chu Jun, you will become an official. How could I die! Brother, don't stay too long, but you have to leave quickly. "Jiao Ai said," Today, my younger brother starved to death, and my younger brother won fame alone. What an unjust man! I won't do it. " Tao Bo said, "I left Jishishan and went to my brother's house. I hit it off immediately. Knowing that my brother has an extraordinary mind, I advised him to make progress. Unfortunately, due to the wind and rain, my fate will come true. If my brother dies here, it's my fault. "I want to jump into the stream ahead to find my death. Jiao Ai wept bitterly, hugged her clothes, and then helped her to Mulberry. Bai Tao pushed her clothes away. When Jiao Ai wanted to come forward to persuade her, she saw Bai Tao's face changed, her limbs were cold, her mouth was speechless, and she waved her hand to go. Jiao Ai thought, "I've loved it for a long time, and I'll freeze to death. Who will bury my brother after he dies? It was in the snow that he bowed to Botao again and cried, "No, Di Xiao, I hope you can help me." . But if you have a nickname, you must be buried with it? "Taub nodded, half replied. Jiao Ai took clothes and food and left with tears in her eyes. Tao Bo died in San. Later generations have poems praising the cloud:
It's three feet of snow in the cold, and one person travels thousands of miles.
What's more, there is no rice in the bag?
One lives on food, and two people in the same trade die;
What are the benefits of two deaths? I still have a lifetime of support.
Now do Tao Bo! Life is beautiful.
Jiao Ai was cold, half hungry and half full, and came to the State of Chu to rest in his residence. When I went to town the next day, I asked people, "Chu Jun is recruiting talents. Why did you enter? " The man said, "There is a hotel outside the palace gate, so that the doctor Pei Zhong can take over the world." As soon as the doctor got off the bus, Jiao Aijing came to the hotel. The cry of the horn is to bow forward. Pei Zhong saw that the horn was lost in a wisp, and his appearance was extraordinary. He answered quickly and asked, "Where are the wise men?" Jiao Ai said, "I'm a sheep. I'm famous and I'm from Yongzhou. I heard that the country is recruiting talents, so I came to vote. " Pei Gong invited him into the hotel, where he had wine and food and stayed in the museum.
The next day, Pei Zhong visited the museum and asked Jiao Ai about his doubts and how he learned it. The speaker is full of questions and answers, and the conversation is flowing. Pei Zhong is very happy. When he entered, Wang immediately called him and asked him how to go to Qiang Bing, a rich country. The loss of chen qian's ten policies is a top priority in the world. Wang Yuan is overjoyed. A royal banquet was held for him, and he was worshipped as a Chinese medicine practitioner. He was given gold 120 horses and colored horses 100 horses. When the horn wailed and cried again, Yuan Wang was frightened and asked, "Why are you crying?" Jiao Ai talked about the left undressing and grain consolidation. Wang Yuan felt sorry for them when he heard his words. Ministers all expressed regret over this. Wang Yuan said, "What do you want?" Jiao Ai said, "I asked for leave. I went there to bury Tao Bo, but I came back to serve the king." Wang Yuan became a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine for the dead Tao Bo and gave him a generous burial fee, but he still sent someone to ride with Jiao Ai.
The trumpet wailed to Yuan Wang and went straight to Liangshan to find Lao Kusang. If you see Tao Bo's body still there, he looks as good as ever. The sound of the bugle calls for both worship and crying, and calls for the elders in the township to spread the floor and dry the original pond: the front faces the Daxi, and the back leans on the high cliff, surrounded by peaks and hills, and the feng shui is very good. Then, he bathed Tao Bo with delicious soup and put on the doctor's clothes. Put the coffin inside, put the coffin outside and bury the grave; Build a fence around and plant trees; Build a pavilion thirty steps from the grave; Plastic peach appearance; Pear table and amount card are built on the column; The wall is covered with a tile house and guarded. After that, I offered a sacrifice to the hall, and I cried badly. All the villagers shed tears. Sacrifice, scattered.
Corner mourning is a night lamp burning a candle and sitting and sighing endlessly. Suddenly, an ominous wind rustled, the candle went out and the light came back. The bugle wailed, and I saw a man in the shadow of the lamp, either entering or retreating, and there was a faint cry. "Who is it?" Horn said. Dare to enter at midnight! "People don't talk. It is a peach to look at it from the angle of sorrow. Horn cried with fear! He asked, "Brother Yin Ling is not far away. If you come to see him today, something will happen. " Tao Bo said, "I feel the nostalgia for my good brother. When I first came to the road, I was buried and given a heavy title. The beauty of my coffin and clothes is perfect. But the cemetery is close to Jing Ke's tomb. When this man was alive, he was killed for stabbing the king of Qin, and Gao Jianli was buried here. God is so powerful that every night he scolds me with his sword and says,' You are a man who died of cold and hunger. How dare you build a grave on my shoulder and take away my Feng Shui? If I don't move to another place, I'll send a grave to pick up the body and throw it into the wild! "At this critical juncture, I want to inform my dear brother. I hope to be reburied elsewhere to avoid this disaster. " Corner sorrow asked again, and the wind suddenly disappeared. Mourning in the corner of the pleasure hall, a dream got a fright, remember. At dawn, he called the old country man again and asked, "Is there a grave near here?" The old villager said: "There is Jing Ke's tomb in Songyin, and there is a temple in front." Jiao Ai said, "This man used to stab the king of Qin, but he was killed by mistake. Why does he have a grave here? " "GaoJianLi, locals, know that Jing Ke was killed, abandon the body in the wild, but steal the body buried here. Every time I show up. The natives built temples here and enjoyed sacrifices at four o'clock for welfare. " The trumpet mourned his words and believed his dreams. The follower ran straight to Jing Ke Temple, pointed to its god and cursed it, saying, "You are the husband of Yanbang, supported by the prince of Yan, and your name is Ji Chongbao, so you can enjoy happiness. I didn't think of a good plan. I lost my life and made a mistake in the state of Qin, but I came here to surprise the villagers and ask for a sacrifice! My brother Zuo, a famous contemporary Confucian, is an upright and righteous man. How dare you force him? If this happens again, I will destroy its temple and make a fortune. I will never be your root! " After scolding, he went to Tao Bo's grave and thought, "If Jing Ke comes again tonight, my brother should report to me." Going back to the hall is waiting for the candles at night. When he saw Tao Bo's stubborn arrival, he told him, "I feel fine, my dear brother. There are many people in Nai jing ke, all of whom are donated by natives. My good brother sokcho is a man, wearing colorful clothes and holding equipment, burning in front of the grave. I have its help, so that Jing Ke cannot infringe. " I do not see any at all. Corner mourning turned sokcho into a man overnight, dressed in colorful clothes, each holding a sword and equipment, built dozens of graves and burned them with fire. Wish: "If it's all right, I hope I can return it." Guixiangtang is the sound of night wind and rain, like a man against the enemy. When I went out to watch, I saw Tao Bo running and saying, "What my brother burned is useless. Jing Ke has Gao Jianli's help, and soon my body will be out of the grave. I hope my good brother has already moved to other places for funeral and burial to avoid this disaster. " Jiao Ai said, "How dare this man insult my brother like this! My brother wants to help me. " Say, "Brother, I am a ghost, even if I am Yang." Although Yang people are brave, how can they fight against Yin ghosts? Although you are a grass licker, you can help shout, but you can't retreat this powerful soul. "Jiao Ai said," Brother, let's go. My brother will have his own area in the future. "The next day, Jiao Ai went to Jingke Temple to curse the gods. Just as he was about to set fire to the temple, he saw several old people in the village pleading, "This is the incense in the village. If it is violated, it will bring disaster to the people. "After a while, the local people gathered and came to ask for help. The horn made him sad, but that's all. When he returned to the enjoyment hall, he wrote a badge to thank the King of Chu and said, "In the past, Tao Bo shared food with his ministers, so he lived to meet the Lord. I have been awarded a thick title, and my life is enough. I will repay you wholeheartedly. " The meaning of this sentence is incisive. The table paid the servant and went to Tao Bo's grave in tears. The follower said, "My brother was cornered by Jing Ke's strong spirit, and I can't bear it. I want to burn the temple and dig the grave, but I am afraid of blowing the natives. I would rather die under the spring and be a ghost, help my brother and fight this powerful soul. You can bury my body on the right side of this grave, in a vital place, in order to repay my brother with food. When I return to Chu Jun, I will listen to Chen Na and protect the mountains and rivers forever. " With that, he drew his sword and committed suicide. After less than first aid, hurriedly put on the coffin, buried beside Tao Bo's grave. It was the second watch of the night, and the storm, the thunder rumbled and the sound of shouting and killing was heard for dozens of miles. Qingxiao looked at Jing Ke's tomb. There was a violent earthquake and the bones were scattered in front of it. The pine and cypress beside the grave were also uprooted. A fire broke out in the temple and burned to the ground. The old villagers were frightened and ran to the graves of Yang and Zuo Er to burn incense and worship. The entourage returned to Chu and told Wang Yuan about it. Yuan Wang felt that he was righteous, so he sent officials to build a temple in front of the tomb, sealed it with a doctor, gave the temple a forehead, called the "Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness" and erected a monument to commemorate it. The incense has been burning until now. Jing Ke's spirit never existed again. The local people sacrificed at four o'clock, and their prayers were very spiritual. There is an ancient poem:
Ancient benevolence and righteousness covered the whole world, only in people's hearts.
The autumn in front of Ershi Temple is crisp, and the soul of the hero is often accompanied by the cold moonlight.