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Queen Wei Zhen was virtuous and beautiful. She was first the wife of Yuan Xi and was very favored. When the Duke of Cao slaughtered Ye, he ordered Zhen to be summoned immediately. His attendants reported, "The Minister of the Five Officials has already left." The Duke said, "This year, we will defeat the bandits and become their slaves."
Duke Huan asked Huan Ziye: "Xie Anshi knew that Wan Shi would fail, why didn't he advise him?" Ziye replied: "So he should be difficult to offend!" Duke Huan said angrily: "Wan Shi is weak and ordinary, why is it difficult to offend Yan Yan?"
Auspicious is the host’s exemption. It starts at night and the morning is in mourning. The mourning period is the same as before. Ziyou said: “After the auspicious period, even those who should not wear mourning must wear mourning, and then they can wear mourning again. "When you are naked, when a senior official arrives, even if you are supposed to dance, you should stop dancing and bow, then dance again, then dance again, then dance again. For scholars, after the dance is done, they should dance again and then bow, not dance again. The funeral of senior officials is a small sacrifice. After the funeral, they cry and pay tribute, all of which are large sacrifices. The funeral of junior officials is a special sacrifice. After the funeral, they cry and pay tribute, all of which are small sacrifices. When the funeral is called by the oracle, the descendants are called Ai, the husband is called Nai, and the brothers are called Mou. The oracle for the burial of one's brothers is called Bo Zi Mou.
In mourning, one should only look at the deceased but not answer; in mourning of the same age, one should answer but not speak; in mourning of the great merit, one should speak but not discuss; in mourning of the minor merit, one should discuss but not enjoy music. This is the expression of grief in speech.
Wang Changshi was the Secretary of the Central Secretariat, and he went to Jinghe and Xu. At that time, it was snowing heavily. The Chief Secretary got off the car from outside the door, walked into the Shangshu room, and put on official uniform. Jinghe looked at him from a distance and sighed, "This person is no longer like the people in this world!"
Zhuge Hui's eldest daughter married the son of Grand Marshal Yu Liang, and his second daughter married the son of Xuzhou Governor Yang Chen. Liangzi was killed by Su Jun, so he married Jiang Yu instead. Hui'er married Deng You's daughter. At that time, Shangshu Xie asked for his youngest daughter's marriage. Hui then said: "Yang and Deng have been married for generations. The Jiang family takes care of me, and the Yu family takes care of me. I cannot marry Xie Pei'er again." After Hui died, they got married. So Wang Youjun
When Wang Wendu was the chief secretary of Duke Huan, Duke Huan asked for a daughter from the king for his son, and the king agreed to ask for a daughter from Lantian. After returning, Lantian missed Wendu very much and still held him on his lap even though he had grown up. Wendu then told Huan that he wanted his daughter's knee. Lantian was furious and pushed Wendu to his knees and said, "What a shame! Wendu is foolish again. Are you afraid of Huan Wen? How can you marry your daughter to him?" Wendu replied, "My family has found a marriage place first." Duke Huan said, "I know it. It's just that your Excellency doesn't want to." Later, Huan's daughter married Wendu's son.
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