Into the Immortal Cultivation

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To be precise, it is not appropriate to describe the scene of the Yu people's imperial city at this moment with "disorder". Here is really "frustrated" rather than "chaotic".

Those who can enter the palace to celebrate are all literati, who are in the body, condensed the bell of ethics, and have a free understanding of ritual and music. Therefore, although there are many Yu people around, they are not at all chaotic. Any movement of anyone is within the restraint of "rites".

Except for the human race.

Although everyone had changed into their ethnic dress anyway, the human race was still not able to adapt to the situation here. Most of them can't do even the "step" is fully in line with due etiquette.

He even said that because of the different aesthetics, Wang Qi couldn't even tell whether Gong Gong who shuttled back and forth to guide everyone was beautiful or ugly.

Therefore, the Yu nationality's set fell into his eyes and was meaningless.

Under the huge background of "universe", etiquette and culture may be meaningless. As long as you change a race and a civilization, this set is no different from the communication between animals.

Of course, Wang Qi is also very clear. In his own eyes, the Yu nationality is as low-level and boring as animal communication. Perhaps in the eyes of the Yu nationality, he is also as shameless as the beast.

But-who cares?

He thought so.

"Oh my friend, we are diplomats anyway." Zhao Chuanen whispered: "At this time, let's lower our heads a little bit?"

"Oh." Wang Qi nodded.

The place of the banquet is arranged in the "Rongjin Temple" in the east of the imperial city-geographically speaking, it is equivalent to the "Donggong" called by the Shenzhou people. However, in the culture of the Yu nationality, the Donggong is not the residence of the prince, but the emperor reward group Minister's place. And the image of "Au Jin" has a special meaning in the literature of the Yu nationality, and has the meaning of "writing an essay". Therefore, the customary green banquets are all here.

To be precise, it is a high platform at the gate of the Golden Hall that really holds the green banquet.

The high platform, a hundred steps away, there were dozens of short ones in front, and dozens of people who took credit this time sat in separate seats. And they are directly opposite, that is, today, the Yu emperor.

As for the courtiers and the literary crowd, no matter how expensive or cheap, they are displayed on the square below the high platform. Food and drinks are also displayed in the square, but no seats are provided. Even if it is the left side of the official residence, which is expensive as a half-holy, you must stand under the stage.

This is what the scholars deserved at the time-they are the future.

Of course, many times, there will be many Yuzu universities that think this is humiliating and refuse to attend.

However, only this time is different.

Zi Xuyi did indeed have high hopes.

Soon, everyone stood still. Famous people gathered in front of the Golden Temple, but they were silent. Everyone stood by the courtesy, but never spoke. Wang Qi could vaguely see everyone in front of him whispering, but he didn't know what the other side was talking about.

——Yomo is also a means of “transmitting voice to secret”?

——Speaking openly, can it be secretly?

The envoys were at the forefront of the ranks, even ahead of the Manchu Dynasty. This is not the original etiquette of the Yu clan, but the newly added etiquette after the arrival of the human clan.

It turned out that apart from the saints, all the Yu nationality were the subjects of the emperor. Even in the era when the power of the emperor was the weakest, no one had sent envoys to the emperor. However, the Yu nationality also divided the princes, and it was common for the princes to send envoys to each other, and had their own set of etiquette.

Although the Yu people are old-fashioned, they still have a little self-knowledge. People are not kings, they can understand.

Therefore, the prince's understanding of the reception of the envoys, changing one or two specifications, became an understanding of the human race.

This is also the many conspirators of the human race, who can stand in front of everyone.

"Although there are many rules in the palace, your majesty has always been easy-going, and Master Yan does not have to feel constrained."

The words are gentle, but the tone is slightly sharp.

Wang Qi didn't turn his head and smiled: "I thought Taifu could stand on it."

Wang Qi didn't think of it anyway. In the end, it was Zuo Xiang who took the initiative to talk to him.

"Although I am an emperor teacher, I am indeed His Majesty's courtier. If you are not a master of all ages, you have to be in awe of the supreme of this life."

"To be honest, I think that even if you want to find someone to relieve boredom, it is not appropriate to find us. We can't tell the truth ..."

"I heard that you are waiting to prepare a gift with His Majesty, and ask you to give me a sentence." Zuo Xiangzhou Hongguang said: "Your literary theory, although reasonable, has no deep meaning. If you rush to make another conclusion, you will be punished in the future . And that kind of literary theory may not be beneficial to the Yu nationality. If you go forward and offer that kind of literary theory, I will definitely fight against you and break your literary heart. "He paused and said," Although Wen Xin is for you, but gains, but dismantles your position, and lets you know that the morals are heavy. It is good for you and me. "

Wang Qi smiled.

"What's wrong? I'm not telling jokes. Er waited for Master Yan, is it so strange to understand humor?"

"No, no." Wang Qi shook his head: "I just think that you are really interesting. You were a little bit underestimated before."

"Humph." Zhou Hongguang snorted coldly.

Wang Qi said again: "I always believe in knowledge and knowledge. I have also said that poetry is" things ", so you can use the method of lattice to form the character. However, in the end, to verify it, you also need to reverse the method of the material. On the level of ', I'll go through it again.'

Left phase puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"If there is no poetry to verify the correctness of this general literary theory, then I can't call this literary theory literary theory." Wang Qi said seriously.

Zuo Xiang could not laugh or cry. Although he served everyone in literary criticism, he also knew that there was never an writer who wrote essays with essays.

Literary theory, at most, can only instruct people to write essays-it is not intended to be used for writing essays, but more for commenting on essays.

Earth's so-called "literary criticism" is also.

Nor did the author, after writing the article, claim that he wrote according to the theory of subjectivism or objectivism—at most, he said what kind of theory he believed.

Wen Dao, after all, can be understood without being a case.

Zhou Hongguang shook his head.

At this time, on the high platform, dozens of scholars had finished the ceremony. At this time, the faint sound of bells and drums came from the center of the imperial city. In the solemn palace music, an **** sang loudly: "The emperor is here!"

"May Your Majesty and Wen Tongchang live the same life with the world!"

The courtiers in front of the hall respectfully kneeled and got up quickly, while the human races bowed to salute. Even Wang Qi did the same-it was still a "pleasing monkey" mentality.

When the emperor was not yet an adult, there would naturally be no queen, not even a prince. He sat alone in front of the long-established throne. However, many scholars who have won merits have never been seated and stood by.

The emperor smiled and said: "The public clerks do not have to be restrained. The banquet of the youth was given to the kings. Take a seat."

After the thanks, the scholars sat down one after another. The Qing Dynasty Banquet also officially started.

The divine feast, although it is a banquet, does not really invite people to dinner.

The first is that the Ministry of Rituals, Taiyu Taipu, Fengze, came to the stage to give a ceremony—about that means a bunch of nothing. Wang Qi feels that the bureaucracy and formalism of Xianmeng have exceeded the limits that "research institutions" can tolerate, but only by seeing this side can he know how rudimentary "rituals" he has experienced in the past.

After the great servant Feng Ze said a lot of things that didn't exist, another group of officials came to power and said a few words of praise and praise-about the households, about things like population growth and good weather. . It was not until the eight officials came to power that the left minister came to power.

Before taking office, Zhou Hongguang glanced at Wang Qi, and he seemed to wander through the heart and hinted: "If you have the heart, wait for the first time to go up."

Wang Qi was a little surprised and didn't quite understand why Zhou Hongguang said such a thing. He saw Zhou Hongguang stepping up step by step.

Then, it was another song of praise.

However, in the literary world, even if they sing praises, they are no better than others. Even if Wang Qi is not proficient in the language of the Yu nationality, he still feels that this old thing sings well-it is probably "the beauty of the temperament".

But at this time, Tai Yu, who had just come down, leaned over and said, "If Zuo Xiang's speech is finished, you should go up and give the gift first ... Mo Yao will fight later."

Wang Qi was taken aback for a moment, and did not know why Zuo Hongzhou and Hong Ze, the minister of the courtesy, said the same advice. He passed on the secret to ask Song Shijun. Song Shijun explained: "Oh, this. After all, other people's offerings are nothing more than articles, poems or ink treasures. However, we are different. We are not longer than this way. All the past offerings are just some ... gadgets. "

"What stuff?" Wang Qi was curious.

"Some exotic flowers and creatures-how much do we want these things. In addition, there are some albums for enrollment of Xuanxingguan ..."

"Poof." Wang Qi suddenly laughed out loud.

Song Shijun is unclear so: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Wang Qi waved his hand. He just remembered a joke on earth.

Where is the most artistic master of retouching on earth? Must be in NASA.

Because, the aerospace department must use this method to publicize their work to the public, and then need funding. In fact, most of the "beautiful pictures" circulated by NASA are simply not visible in the visible range.

He was able to imagine the "star map" that the Zhengyi Division dragged to serve as a gift.

"Okay, this year, because you showed a face, the ritual department feels that the rules may be changed. We can also promote the culture of Shenzhou a little." Song Shijun said: "However, if other people's poems are too good, we congratulate It ’s not beautiful if you compare it completely. So it ’s better to go first, if it ’s better later. ”

The so-called cultural war is probably the first to suffer. Not to mention that if the later poets are more dazzling, they will completely become a foil, and even have the consequence of being laughed at by the opponent's composition-if the opposite is more brilliant.

"Heart is like a bodhi tree" and "Bodhi is not a tree" is an example.

Zuo Xiang soon finished his part, and announced that the banquet would continue, and the scholars in the literary world would offer gifts.

Before the words fell, someone jumped onto the high platform.

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