You should be talking about the allusion between Zuo Botao and Yang Jiaiaoai! It comes from "Yu Shi Ming Yan·Volume 7: The Ram's Horns Lay Down Their Lives and Give Their Lives to All". The full text is as follows:
The hands behind my back are covered with clouds and rain, so why count them? You took care of Bao when he was poor. This way is abandoned by people today like dirt.
In the past, there were Guan Zhong, named Yiwu, and Uncle Bao, named Xuanzi in the state of Qi. The two had known each other since they were poor and humble. Later, Bao Shuxian gained a reputation under Duke Huan of Qi and recommended Guan Zhong as Prime Minister, taking the position above him. The two of them worked together to assist the government and remained consistent. Guan Zhong once said a few words: "I have fought three times in three battles in the north, but Uncle Bao does not think that I am cowardly, because he knows that I have an old mother; I have tried to be an official three times, but Uncle Bao does not think that I am unworthy, because he knows that I am not worthy of the time." Also, I talked with Uncle Bao, and Uncle Bao didn’t think I was stupid, because he knew the pros and cons. I also talked with Uncle Bao, and we shared a lot of profits, but Uncle Bao didn’t think I was greedy, because he knew I was born poor. Parents, it’s Uncle Bao who knows me!” So ??in ancient and modern times, when it comes to making friends with friends, it must be called “Guan Bao”. Today it is said that two friends met by chance and became brothers. Each sacrificed his life and left his name for eternity.
In the Spring and Autumn Period, King Chu Yuan respected Confucianism and Taoism and recruited talented people. The people in the world who hear the wind and return will be overwhelmed. In the Jishi Mountain of Western Qiang, there lived a wise man, whose surname was Zuo and whose twin names were Botao. He died of his parents when he was young. In his late forties, due to the annexation of China's feudal lords, there were few who practiced benevolent government and many who relied on power and hegemony, so they had no official career. Later, I heard that King Muren of the Chu Yuan Dynasty was very kind and sought wise men, so he took a bag of books, said goodbye to his neighbors and friends in his hometown, and rushed to the Chu Kingdom. When we came to Yongdi after a long journey, it was the middle of winter, with heavy wind and rain. There is a poem "Moon over the Xijiang River", a single winter rain scene:
The sad wind cuts my face, and the drizzle invades my clothes. He makes ice and snow to show off his cold power, but he is not as kind as he was at that time.
The mountain color is unclear and often dark, and the sunlight occasionally shines but is still weak. Wanderers at the end of the world long for home, and travelers on the road should regret it.
Zuo Botao walked in the rain and wind for a day, and his clothes were all wet. Looking at the dim sky, I walked toward the village to find a place to stay overnight. In the distance, I saw the light coming from the broken window in the bamboo forest, and I ran towards that place. Seeing a short fence surrounding a thatched house, he pushed open the fence and knocked lightly on the firewood door. One of them opened his door and went out. Zuo Botao stood under the eaves and hurriedly saluted and said: "I am a young man from the Western Qiang family, my surname is Zuo, my double name is Botao. I wanted to go to Chu country, but unexpectedly it rained on the way and I couldn't find a place to stay. Please borrow me for one night. You can come early, but I don't know if you are willing to accept it." Upon hearing this, the man hurriedly responded and invited him into the house. Bo Tao looked at it and saw that there was only one couch on which there were piles of books and nothing else. Knowing that Bo Tao was also a Confucian, he wanted to bow down. The man said: "It is not necessary to talk about etiquette. Let's use fire to dry clothes, but let's talk." That night, he burned bamboo for fire and Bo Tao dried clothes. The man cooked food and wine for Bo Tao, and he was very diligent and generous. Bo Tao asked for his name. The man said: "Xiaosheng's surname is Yang, his twin names are Jiaowei, his parents died when he was young, and he lives here alone. Yuansheng loves reading, and agriculture has been abandoned. Now I am fortunate to meet a wise man who has come from afar, but I hate that my family is poor and I have no money for money. I am begging for forgiveness. "Sin." Bo Tao said: "In the rain, I was covered, and I had a drink and a meal, so why not forget it!" That night, the two of them rested together and fell asleep, talking about the knowledge in their minds, and they couldn't sleep all night.
Until dawn, it continued to rain. Jiao Ai left Bo Tao at home, treated him with all he had, and became Kunzhong. Bo Tao is five years older than Jiao Ai, and Jiao Ai regards Bo Tao as his brother. After staying for three days, the rain stopped and the roads dried up. Bo Tao said, "It is a pity that my dear brother has the talent of a king and the ambition of economic affairs. He does not care about bamboos and silks, but enjoys the old forest and spring water." Jiao Ai said, "It's not that he doesn't want to be an official, but he doesn't have the convenience to do so." Bo Tao said. "Now the King of Chu is asking for scholars humbly. Since my virtuous brother has this intention, why don't you go?" Jiao Ai said, "I am willing to follow my brother's orders." Then he packed up some small roads to waste food and rice, abandoned his thatched hut, and the two of them looked south together. Enter.
After only two days of travel, it was raining again. We stayed in the hotel, all the food was exhausted, and there was only one bag of food left. The two of them took turns to carry it and left in the rain. Before the rain stopped, the wind picked up again and it turned into heavy snow all day long. How could it be seen? You see: the wind makes the snow cold, and the snow takes advantage of the power of the wind. Willow catkins are flying wildly, and goose feathers are dancing wildly. The sky is in chaos, regardless of north, south, west, or east; the ground is covered in the sky, turning into green, yellow, red, and black. The poets exploring the plum blossoms are full of pure and interesting things, and the passers-by on the road want to lose their souls. The two of them walked through Qiyang and passed the Liangshan Road. When they asked the woodcutter, they all said: "From now on, there is no human habitation for more than a hundred miles. It is all barren mountains and wilderness, with wolves and tigers hordes, so they have to stop." Bo Tao and Jiao Ai said. He asked, "How are you feeling, my dear brother?" Jiao Ai said, "Since ancient times, life and death are determined by destiny. Now that we are here, we only focus on moving forward and regretting retirement." After another day of walking, we stayed in an ancient tomb at night, wearing thin clothes and cold. The wind penetrates the bones.
The next day, the snow fell harder and harder, and the mountains seemed to be filled with feet. Bo Tao couldn't stand the cold, so he said: "I think that if we go here for more than a hundred miles, there will be no one home. We will not have enough food and clothing. If we go alone, we can reach Chu State. If we go together, we will not freeze to death." , I will starve to death on the way, and will rot with the grass and trees, what is the use? I will take off my clothes and put them on my good brother, so my good brother can only eat this food, and I will not be able to walk on the way. I'd rather die here. When my virtuous brother meets the King of Chu, it's not too late to bury me." Jiao Ai said, "How can this be true? Although we are not born from the same parents, we are loyal. It's too much for flesh and blood. How can I bear to go alone and ask for entry?" Then he refused and helped Bo Tao to go. After walking for less than ten miles, Botao said, "The wind and snow are getting tighter. How can we get there? Let's find a resting place by the road." He saw a withered mulberry tree, which was quite sheltered from the snow. There was only one person under the mulberry tree, and his horns were mournful. Help Botao to go in and sit down. Bo Tao Mingjiao Ai knocked stones to make fire and scraped some dead branches to keep out the cold. When Jiao Ai arrived with firewood, he saw Bo Tao stripped naked and all his clothes were placed in a pile.
Jiao Ai was shocked and said, "Why is my brother like this?" Bo Tao said, "I have no idea. Dear brother, don't make the mistake. Put on these clothes quickly and carry the food. I will just stay here to die." Jiao Ai held her arms and cried loudly, saying: "We live and die together, how can we be separated?" Bo Tao said, "If we both die of hunger, who will bury the bones?" Jiao Ai said, "If this is the case, I would like to undress and stay with my brother." If you wear it, you can go for food, but I would rather die here." Bo Tao said: "I am sick in my early years, but my younger brother is much stronger than me, and he has more knowledge than me. , I will be promoted to the official position. What's the point of my death! Don't stay too long, please hurry up." Jiao Ai said: "My brother is starving to death in Sangzhong, and I am not a very unjust person. That's why." Bo Tao said, "I came to my brother's house after I left Jishi Mountain. I knew that my brother was extraordinary, so I tried to persuade him to make progress. Unfortunately, if the wind and rain prevented me from doing so, my destiny would be over. This is my fault." After saying this, he wanted to jump into the stream to die. Jiao Ai hugged Jiao Ai and cried bitterly. He held his clothes up and helped him to the mulberry tree. Bo Tao pushed the clothes away. When Jiao Ai wanted to come forward to persuade him again, he saw that Bo Tao's expression had changed, his limbs were cold, and he could not speak. He used his hands to Give the order. Jiao mourned: "If I have been in love for a long time, I will freeze to death. Who will bury my brother after his death?" He worshiped Bo Tao again in the snow and cried, "I am leaving here for my unworthy brother. I hope my brother can help me. But I have gained a small name. He will be buried with dignity." Bo Tao nodded, took the clothes and food, and left in tears. Bo Tao died in the mulberry tree. Later generations wrote a poem praising it: When the cold comes, the snow will be three feet long, and people will travel thousands of miles away. It's bitter snowy and cold for a long distance, not to mention no rice in the bag? One man lives together, two people die together. What's the use of being sincere? There is still something to rely on in life. Excellent Zuo Botao! Death leads to beauty.
Suffering from the cold, half hungry and half full, Jiao Ai came to Chu State and rested in a hotel. Entering the city the next day, he asked someone: "Why did the King of Chu recruit talented people?" The person said: "There is a hotel outside the palace gate, and the doctor Pei Zhong is ordered to accept people from all over the world." Jiao Ai walked to the hotel and was waiting. It's time for the doctor to get off the bus. Jiao Ai then bowed forward. Pei Zhong saw that although Jiao Ai's clothes were blue and his equipment was extraordinary, he hurriedly answered the courtesy and asked, "Where did the wise man come from?" Jiao Ai said, "Xiaosheng's surname is Yang, and his two names are Jiao Ai. He is from Yongzhou. I heard that the country is looking for talents, so I came here specially. "Come in." Pei Zhong invited him to the hotel, provided him with food and drinks, and stayed in the hotel.
The next day, Pei Zhong visited Jiao Ai in the pavilion and asked Jiao Ai about his doubts to test his knowledge. Jiao Ai asked hundreds of questions and answered hundreds of questions, and the conversation was flowing. Pei Zhong is overjoyed! The king of the Yuan Dynasty immediately summoned him and asked him how to make the country rich and its army strong. Jiao mourns and expresses ten strategies, all of which are urgent matters of the world. King Yuan was overjoyed! A royal banquet was held for him, and he was worshiped as a middle-level official. He was given a hundred taels of gold and a hundred pieces of colored ribbons. Jiao Ai bowed again and shed tears. King Yuan was shocked and asked, "Why are you crying so hard?" Jiao Ai told Zuo Botao about taking off his clothes and taking food. When the king of Yuan heard his words, he felt sad for them. All the ministers felt sorry for him. King Yuan asked, "What do you want, sir?" Jiao Ai said, "I begged for leave. I had gone there to bury Bo Tao, but I came back to pay homage to the king." King Yuan then presented Bo Tao, the deceased, as a senior official, and generously gave him burial expenses. , still sent people to follow Jiao Ai's chariot and ride with him.
Jiao bid farewell to King Yuan and ran to the ground of Liangshan Mountain to find the withered mulberry places of the past. As expected, Bo Tao's dead body was still there, and his appearance was just as it was when he was alive. Jiao Ai then bowed and cried again, calling to the left and right to gather the elders in the village, and the place was located on the plain of Putang: facing the big stream in front, leaning on high cliffs in the back, and surrounded by peaks on the left and right, the Feng Shui was very good. Then he bathed Bo Tao's corpse in fragrant soup and dressed in doctor's clothes. Place an inner coffin and an outer coffin, bury the tomb, and build walls and plant trees around it. Thirty steps away from the tomb, a Xiangtang was built to model Bo Tao's appearance. A flower table is erected, a plaque is built on the pillar, and a tiled roof is built on the side of the wall for people to guard. After it was built, it was sacrificed in the Xiangtang, and people wept very much. All the village elders and servants shed tears. After the sacrifice, everyone dispersed.
The corner mourning is sitting with a candle burning at night, sighing endlessly. Suddenly there was a rustling wind, and the candle went out and the light returned. Looking at it sadly, he saw a person in the shadow of the lamp, walking in or out, and there was a faint sound of crying. Jiao lamented and scolded: "Who is that? You dare to come in at night!" The man said nothing. When Jiao rises in sorrow and looks at it, it is Bo Tao. Jiao Ai was shocked! He asked, "Brother, the ghost spirit is not far away. When I come to see my brother today, something must have happened." Bo Tao said, "I feel the memory of my virtuous brother. When I first became an official, I asked you to bury me. I also gave you a heavy title and a beautiful coffin, clothes and quilt." , Everything is perfect. But the cemetery is close to the tomb of Jing Ke. When this man was still alive, he was killed in an attempt to assassinate the King of Qin. Gao Jianli buried his body here. He was so powerful that he cursed me with his sword every night. How dare you build a grave on my shoulder and take away my feng shui from someone who froze to death? If you don't move it to another place, I will take the body from the tomb and throw it away in the wild! "If you are in such danger, please tell me to bury it instead." Stay somewhere else to avoid this disaster." Jiao Ai wanted to ask again, but Feng Qi suddenly disappeared. When Jiao Ai was in Xiangtang, he woke up from a dream and remembered everything about it.
At dawn, I called the village elder again and asked: "Is there a similar grave here?" He was killed in an assassination attempt, so why is there a grave here? "The village elder said, "Gao Jianli was from here. He knew that Jing Ke was killed and his body was abandoned in the wild, so he stole his body and buried it here. Here, we will enjoy sacrifices at all times to seek welfare." Jiao Ai heard what he said and believed what happened in the dream. The follower rushed to the Jingke Temple, pointed to its god and cursed: "You are a man of the Yan State. You are supported by the Crown Prince of Yan. You are named Ji Chongbao. I will use it as much as you can. I didn't think about good strategies and relied on my deputy to entrust me with it. I went to Qin to do things, and I lost my life by mistake." country. But you come here to confuse the villagers and ask for sacrifice! My brother Zuo Botao is a famous Confucian of our time, a benevolent and honest man. Do you dare to force him to do this again? I will destroy his temple and take his tomb. I will never destroy you!" After scolding him, he came to Bo Tao's tomb and said, "If Jing Ke comes again tonight, my brother will repay me."
He returned to Xiangtang and held candles at night. Guo saw Bo Tao coming with choked sobs and said: "I appreciate this, my dear brother, but Jing Ke has many followers, all of whom were sacrificed by the natives.
A worthy brother can be made into a man of bundles of grass, clothed in colorful clothes, and armed with weapons in his hands, and burned in front of his tomb. I have obtained his help so that Jing Ke cannot harm him. " After saying that, he disappeared. Jiao Ai made people make bundles of grass all night, and used colorful clothes as clothes. They each held swords, guns and instruments. They built dozens of them beside the tomb and burned them with fire. Zhu said: "If nothing happens to him, I hope to repay him. "
Returning to the Xiangtang Hall at night, I heard the sound of wind and rain, like a man fighting an enemy. Jiao Ai went out to look at the scene and saw Bo Tao running towards him. He said: "The people who were burned by my brother will not be killed. Its use. Jing Ke has Gao Jianli to help him, and my body will be out of the tomb soon. I hope that my dear brother will move to another place for burial as soon as possible to avoid this disaster. Jiao Ai said, "How dare this man bully my brother like this!" My brother should help me fight. Bo Tao said: "My brother is a Yang person, and I am a Yin ghost. Although Yang people are brave and brave, how can they fight Yin ghosts despite being separated in the world?" Although he is a man of grass, he can help shouting, but he cannot retreat from this strong soul. Jiao Ai said, "Brother, go ahead. I will have my own place when I come." "The next day, Jiao Ai went back to the Jingke temple to curse and destroy the statues. When he wanted to set fire to the temple, he saw several village elders. They begged again and again: "This is the incense of the village. If you offend it, I'm afraid it will cause trouble." Disaster for the people. "In a moment, the natives gathered and came to pray. Jiao Ai couldn't bear it, so he had to give up.
He returned to Xiangtang, made a seal, thanked the King of Chu, and said: "In the past, Bo Tao and grain With my ministers, I can live to meet the Holy Word. It is enough to be honored with a high honor and a noble title, and I will do my best to repay you in future generations. "The meaning of the words is very clear. I paid tribute to my followers, and then went to the side of Bo Tao's tomb and cried loudly. I said to the followers: "My brother is forced by Jing Ke's strong spirit and has no way to go. I can't bear it. He wanted to burn the temple and the grave, but he was afraid of offending the natives. I would rather die as a ghost under the spring, and help my brother to fight against this powerful soul. You can bury my body on the right side of this tomb, the place where life and death take place, as a way of repaying my brother for giving me food. Echoing the words of the Lord of Chu, thousands of beggars listen to the words of ministers, and protect the mountains, rivers and the country forever. "After saying this, he took his sword and committed suicide. The servants could not give him first aid, so they quickly buried him in a coffin and buried him beside Bo Tao's tomb.
It was the second watch of the night, with heavy wind and rain, thunder and lightning, and shouts The sound of killing was heard for dozens of miles. Looking at Jing Ke's tomb at dawn, there was a huge earthquake, and the bones were scattered in front of the tomb. A fire suddenly broke out in the temple, and the ground was turned white. They all went to the tombs of Yang and Zuo, burned incense and paid homage. The followers returned to Chu State and reported the matter to the King of Yuan. The King of Yuan felt his great loyalty and sent officials to build a temple in front of the tomb, and conferred the title "loyalty and justice" on the temple. "The temple", a stele was erected to record the event. The incense continues to this day. The spirit of Jing Ke has been extinct since then. The natives offer sacrifices at all times, and their prayers are very spiritual. There is an ancient poem that goes: In ancient times, benevolence and righteousness encompassed the world and only existed in the human heart. . The autumn day is clear in front of the Ershi Temple, and the heroic spirit is always accompanied by the cold moonlight.