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When Emperor Xiaowu of Jin was twelve years old, it was winter. He did not change his clothes during the day, but only wore five or six layers of single cotton clothes, and slept on a mat at night. Xie Gong advised, "Your Majesty's body should be kept in a regular state. Your Majesty is too cold during the day and too hot at night. I'm afraid this is not the right way to keep healthy." The emperor said, "Be active during the day and quiet at night." Xie Gong left and sighed, "You are no less rational than the previous emperor."
General Wang wrote to the Prime Minister, praising Yang Lang: "Shiyan is a man of insight and reason, with hidden talents and wise decisions. He is not only a national talent, but also the son of Yang Houhuai. His position and prestige are quite low, but you are worthy of being associated with him."
During the time of Duke Ding of Zhulou, someone killed his father. When the officials reported this, the Duke suddenly dropped his seat and said, "This is my fault." He said, "I have learned how to judge this case: if a minister kills the king, all officials will be killed without mercy; if a son kills his father, all palace officials will be killed without mercy. Kill the person, destroy his house, flood his palace and make pigs. It will take more than a month for the king to be promoted."
Wang Ziyou and Zijing were both seriously ill, but Zijing died first. Ziyou asked his attendants, "Why haven't we heard any news? He is already dead!" He showed no sadness at all when he spoke. They asked for a sedan chair and came to the funeral, but did not cry. Zijing had always loved the zither, so he went straight in and sat on the coffin, took out Zijing's zither and played it. When the strings were out of tune, he threw it to the ground and said, "Zijing! Zijing! Both you and the zither are gone." He was in grief for a long time, and died more than a month later.
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