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After Wang Runan took off his birth mourning clothes, he stopped at the tomb. Whenever my brother's son Ji came to pay respect to the tomb, he would never visit my uncle, and my uncle would not wait for him either. When the time for Ji Tuo passes, only the cold and fever will be stopped. Later, he asked Ji about recent events and his answers were very meaningful, which surprised Ji and made him extremely disappointed and shocked. Still talking, creating a clear and subtle world. Jixian had no respect for his father-in-law or nephew, so when he heard his words, he was frightened and his heart and body were solemn. So we stayed and talked all day and night. Although Ji was handsome, he thought he was lacking, so he sighed and said, "There is a famous person in my family, but I didn't know about him for thirty years!" When Ji left, his uncle saw him off to the door. Ji Congqi had a horse, which was extremely difficult to ride and few people could ride it. Ji Liao asked Shu: "Do you like riding?" Shu replied: "Yes, I do." Ji then asked Shu to ride a difficult horse. Shu had a wonderful figure and could turn the whip like a spiral. No famous rider could surpass him. Ji Yi sighed that it was hard to predict and it was not just one thing. After returning, Hun asked Ji, "Why did you travel for so many days?" Ji said, "I just met my uncle." Hun asked why. Ji Ju sighed and said this. Hun said, "How about me?" Ji said, "Ji is better than you." Whenever Emperor Wu met Ji, he would tease him by saying, "Is your fool uncle dead?" Ji always had no answer. After getting Shu, Emperor Wu asked again as before. Ji said, "My uncle is not stupid." He praised his true beauty. The emperor asked, "Who can compare to him?" Ji said, "Below Shan Tao, and above Wei Shu." Thus he became famous. At the age of 28, he began his official career.

Yu Zisong read Zhuangzi, opened the book about a foot long and put it aside, saying, "It is not different from what I expected."

The brothers Wang Ziyou and Zijing appreciated the descendants of the great scholar and praised him together. Zi Jing admired Jing Dan's nobleness, and Zi You said, "I am not as scornful as Chang Qing."

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