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Gong Yin Shangyang and Chen Qiji chased Wu's army and caught up with them. Chen Qiji said to Gong Yin Shangyang: "It is the king's business, you can hold a bow in your hand." Holding a bow. "Shoot them." Shooting, killing one person, holding the bow. He caught another, called him, and killed two more. Every time he killed one person, he covered his eyes. He stopped his driver and said: "If you don't sit in the court, you won't be invited to the banquet. Killing three people is enough to return the fate." Confucius said: "There is also etiquette in killing people."
Grand Tutor Xie asked his sons and nephews, "Why do you want to make them good when you are involved in other people's affairs?" No one said anything. The charioteer answered, "It's like wanting orchids and jade trees to grow in the courtyard."
Xuanwu was riding in the same carriage with Jianwen and Taizai, and secret orders were sent to beat drums and shout loudly in front and behind the carriage. The procession was disturbed, and the Prime Minister was terrified and asked to get off the carriage. Looking at the brief text, I feel calm and peaceful. Xuanwu said to others, "The court is idle, so we have this wise man again."
When Huan Xuanwu died, Huan Nanjun was five years old and the mourning period had just ended. Huan's chariot and cavalry went to see off his former civil and military officials. He pointed to Nanjun and said, "These are all your family's former officials." Xuan responded by weeping loudly, and those around him were moved. The charioteer always looked at his own seat and said, "When Lingbao has grown up, this seat should be returned to him." He loved Ju more than his own son.
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."
Someone asked: "What is a cane?" The answer is: bamboo and tung are the same. So for the father, a cane is made of bamboo; for the mother, a cane is made of tung.
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