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Phoenix Wish

In the last month of summer, the sun is in the willow, the fire is in the dusk, and the Kui is in the morning. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yan Emperor, and its god is Zhurong. Its insects are feathers. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Lin Zhong. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove and the lungs. The warm wind begins to arrive, crickets live on the wall, eagles learn, and rotten grass becomes fireflies. The emperor resides in the right side of Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and coarse. He orders fishermen to kill dragons and catch alligators, and climb turtles and catch sea turtles. He orders marsh people to collect wood and reeds.

The goddess's daily life

Huan Xuan was the Taifu, and when he held a meeting, all the court officials gathered. After the judgment was made, he asked Wang Zhenzhi, "How am I compared to your seventh uncle?" The guests breathed their last at that moment. The king replied slowly, "My late uncle was a role model of his time, and you are a hero for thousands of years." Everyone in the room rejoiced.

Qingmei, that childhood sweetheart

Yu Fachang visited General Yu and found a very fine whisk. The Duke said, "This is very fine, where is it from?" Fachang said, "An honest man does not ask for it, and a greedy man does not give it, so it is in my ear."

The rich lady is entangled with me

Cui Zhengxiong went to Du County. The commander of a county was named Chen. He asked Zhengxiong, "How many generations have you been apart from Cui Zhu?" He replied, "The people are apart from Cui Zhu just as the governor is apart from Chen Heng."

The devil school hunk, who’s afraid of who!

When the king of the country died, he did not dare to receive condolences. In the middle of the outer clan room, facing south, the minor officials spread the mats, the business and the priest spread the quilt, and the scholars washed their hands on the north side of the plate. The body was moved to the coffin, and after the coffin was finished, the chief minister informed the sons, and Feng Zhi danced. The lady sat on the east side, Feng Zhi rose and danced. There are three things that scholars mourn for the emperor: they burn all night, and ride on people and walk on the road.

Pretty Woman