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When the temple is completed, it is sacrificed. Its ritual: Zhu, clan members, Zai Fu, Yong people, all have titles and pure clothes. Yong people wipe the sheep, clan members look at it, and Zai Fu faces north to the south of the stele and goes up to the east. Yong people lift sheep, climb up the house from the middle, face south of the middle room, cut the sheep, blood flows in front, then go down. Chickens are used for the door and the side room. First the door and then the side room. Their scalps are all under the house. Cut the chicken, the door is facing the door, the side room is the middle room. The officials all stand facing the side room, and the officials at the door face north of the door. After the work, the clan members report that the work is done, and then they all leave. Return to the king and say, "The work of sacrificing to the temple is done." Return to the bedroom, the king faces south of the door and wears court clothes. After returning to the order, they leave. When the road to the bedroom is completed, it is examined but not sacrificing. Sacrificing the house is the way to communicate with the gods. All the utensils of the ancestral temple. If it is completed, it is sacrificing with pigs and pigs.
At the end of Taiyuan period, a long star was seen, which made Emperor Wu very disgusted. At night, drinking in Hualin Garden, he raised his cup to Xingyun: "Changxing! I offer you a cup of wine. When has there ever been an emperor who lived for ten thousand years?"
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.
There was a Taoist from the north who was good at reasoning. He met Mr. Lin at the Wuguang Temple and they talked about sketches. At that time, Zhu Fashen and Sun Xinggong all listened together. This Taoist raised many difficult questions, and Mr. Lin answered them clearly and analytically, with a refreshing tone. This Taoist always crushes the weak. Sun asked Mr. Shen: "Master, you must be in a difficult situation, why have you never said anything?" Mr. Shen smiled but did not answer. Mr. Lin said, "The white sandalwood is fragrant, so how can it go against the wind?" Mr. Shen understood the meaning and was disdainful.
Wang Rong and He Qiao suffered a great death at the same time, and both were praised for their filial piety. The king used chicken bones to support his bed, and cried and prepared gifts. Emperor Wu said to Liu Zhongxiong, "Have you visited Wang and He several times? I heard that He was overly sad and distressed, which made people worried." Zhongxiong said, "Although He Qiao was well-dressed, his spirit was not damaged; although Wang Rong was not well-dressed, he was sad and weak. I think He Qiao was filial when he was alive, and Wang Rong was filial when he died. Your Majesty should not worry about Qiao, but worry about Rong."
Taifu Xie said to Wang Youjun: "In middle age, I am hurt by sorrow and joy. When I say goodbye to my relatives and friends, I feel sick for several days." Wang said: "I am in my twilight years, so it is natural for me to be like this. I rely on music and calligraphy. I am always afraid that my children will notice it and ruin my joy."
When Wei Jie was a child, he asked Le Ling about his "dream", and Le Ling replied, "It's just thinking." Wei said, "If you dream about something that is not connected between your body and your spirit, how can it be imagination?" Le said, "It is cause. I have never dreamed of riding a car into a rat hole, or pounding vegetables with an iron pestle. This is because there is no imagination and no cause." Wei thought about the "cause" for several days but could not find one, and thus he fell ill. I was pleased to hear it, so I ordered my driver to analyze it. Wei is slightly worse. Le sighed and said, "This child must not have any serious illness in his chest!"
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