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Yin Jingzhou had some knowledge and wrote a fu, which was similar to Shu Xi's slow play. Yin thought he was talented and said to Wang Gong, "I just saw a new article, it's very interesting." He then took it out of the handkerchief box. When the king read it, Yin couldn't help laughing. After the king had looked at it, he neither laughed nor expressed his likes or dislikes. He just pasted it with his wish. Yin felt lost.
"Confucians live with modern people and study with ancient people; they practice what they do in the present and they are regarded as models by future generations; they are not in the right era, and they are not supported by their superiors and pushed by their subordinates. There are people who form a party and endanger them. Their bodies can be endangered, but their will cannot be taken away. Although they live in danger, they still believe in their will and will not forget the people's suffering. Their worries are like this.
Wang Da was an official in the Ministry of Personnel. He once made a draft of an essay. When he was about to submit it to the emperor, Wang Sengmi came and he showed it to him. Seng Mide then changed nearly half of the selections according to his own ideas. Wang Da thought they were very good and rewrote them immediately to present to the king.
When Wang Xiaobo died, his head was hung on a big beam. Sima Taifu ordered his carriage to go out to the mark. When he saw the head of the enemy, he asked, "Why are you so anxious? Do you want to kill me?"
In the first month of autumn, the sun is in Yi, the sun sets at the center of the star Jian, and the sun rises at the center of Bi. The days are Geng and Xin. Its emperor is Shaohao, and its god is Rushou. Its insect is Mao. Its tone is Shang, and the rhythm is Yi Ze. Its number is nine. Its taste is pungent, and its smell is fishy. Its sacrifice is at the gate, and the liver is sacrificed. The cool wind arrives, the white dew falls, and the cicadas sing. The eagle is sacrificed to the bird, and the slaughter begins. The emperor lives in the left side of the general chapter, rides on the military road, drives a white camel, carries a white flag, wears a white robe, and wears white jade. He eats hemp and dog, and his utensils are thin and deep.
In this month, you cannot call for war, as it will be a natural disaster. If war does not start, it should not start with us. Do not change the way of heaven, do not break the principles of the earth, and do not disrupt the rules of people.
Wang Hun was sitting with his wife, Mrs. Zhong, when they saw Wu Zi passing by the courtyard. Hun said to his wife happily, "It is a relief to have such a son." The wife laughed and said, "If I could be married to a soldier and have a son, it would be no less than this!"
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