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Ximi's Notice of Missing Person·Chapter 13: New Year's Eve Crossing into the Han Dynasty! I and Sima Qian Unfold the First Historical Book of a Thousand Years [Opening Scene: A Time Traveling Famous Scene] "Ximiximimao" The moment the Lunar New Year's Eve bell rang, this office worker with his tail wagging in a ximimao (a playful Chinese term for a tail-wagging gesture) instantly teleported to Chang' an's main street in the first year of Emperor Wu's Taichu era! Before he could land, he was swept into a stream of people exchanging New Year greetings, their voices filled with playful puns like "snake's luck turns" and "perfectly serpentine beauty." This Han Dynasty-style Spring Festival ritual was more intense than modern "Five Blessings" celebrations! Even more astonishing, the street displayed a notice from the Taichu Calendar — from now on, the first day of the lunar calendar would be the official New Year's Day, officially ending the traditions of staying up on New Year's Eve and paying New Year's visits. The architect of this "Spring Festival standard" was none other than my future colleague — Sima Qian, the Grand Historian. [First Encounter in the Workplace: Daily Life of Han Dynasty Workers] As a newly hired "unofficial historian," I witnessed firsthand the authentic working conditions of Han Dynasty officials: their "five-day workweek with no rest" mirrored modern office routines, yet Sima Qian (the renowned historian) would work late into the night, his bamboo slips piled higher than his desk—a living embodiment of the ancient "workaholic" who "worked tirelessly while maintaining a composed demeanor." ximimao, the humorist, would often perch on Sima Qian's bamboo slips to "supervise the work," occasionally sweeping the slips with his tail, eliciting a helpless smile: "Though this cat is mischievous, it's better than a stress-relief device." Over time, I discovered this eccentric not only mastered calendrical knowledge but also enjoyed documenting workplace gossip—from grand "KPIs" of generals' military campaigns to petty diaries of frontier officials "stealing toasting cakes" to kill time. These records, meticulously kept on bamboo slips, revealed Sima Qian to be far more than a Grand Historian: a true "workplace blogger" of the Han Dynasty! The Storm Rises Suddenly: The Famous Scene of the Li Ling Incident The tranquil years were short-lived when the second year of Tianhan saw a seismic shift in Han's military affairs: General Li Ling, commanding merely 5,000 infantry, confronted the Xiongnu's 80,000 cavalry. Outgunned and outmaneuvered, he was captured, triggering a 'collective resignation' among court officials. Emperor Wu of Han, furious, demanded Sima Qian's verdict.' You must be sweating bullets, 'I thought, but Sima Qian spoke with unflinching honesty:' Li Ling's victory against overwhelming odds was miraculous. Surrender was likely a' roundabout way to save the nation. 'This blunt truth struck a nerve, and Sima Qian was immediately imprisoned. This is the ancient lesson in' cautious public discourse'—a bitter, tear-stained history! Enduring Humiliation and Bearing the Burden: The Birth of the Records of the Grand Historian The years in prison became Sima Qian's darkest days. Confronted with brutal interrogations and the humiliation of castration, he repeatedly contemplated "running away with his bucket" (not resignation but suicide), but was stopped by the unfinished bamboo slips. When I secretly visited with ximimao, this human-like cat even rubbed its tail against my hand, as if saying, "Love me, old man, just hold on and you'll turn the tide." Sima Qian rubbed the bamboo slips with a bitter smile: "Death is inevitable—some weigh heavier than Mount Tai, others lighter than a feather. My Records of the Grand Historian is unfinished; I can't just give up like that!" For years afterward, bearing the pressure of his "unconventional identity," he chronicled court intrigues, heroic tales, and the myriad facets of daily life in his writings. He even dared to plainly record the harsh truth that "all under heaven thrives for profit." This level of rawness stands as the ultimate "anti-PUA" manifesto in ancient China. [End of Year and New Year's Legacy] In the fourth year of the Taishi era, when the initial draft of Records of the Grand Historian was completed, it was the first day of the lunar new year. Sima Qian stood atop Chang 'an's city walls, watching the people celebrate with lanterns and decorations. With a smile, he said to me, "When we established the Taichu Calendar, we simply hoped for a clear beginning of the year and orderly seasons. Now, it seems this legacy is not just a calendar, but also the warmth of human life and the truth of history." ximimao patted his clothes, as if applauding this "millennium KPI."