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Sweet Wife on Top: Gu Shao's Doting Marriage in Progress

Xiaowu belongs to Wang Xun asking for a son-in-law, saying: "Wang Dun, Huan Wen, Lei Yu of the flow, neither can be recovered, and small as you wish, also good Yu family affairs, cool is not necessary. Just like the real long, Zi Jingbi, the best.

The moonlight in the farmhouse is quiet and pleasant

Lord Lin said to the Chief Clerk Wang: "You are coming here with your collar pulled back. How magnificent and graceful you are!"

Hot Courier

In this month, the sun reaches its limit, the moon reaches its limit, and the stars return to the sky. The number is about to end, and the year is about to begin again. He is focused on the farmers and does not use them. The emperor, together with the dukes, ministers, and officials, reviewed the state code and discussed the seasons in preparation for the coming year. He ordered the historian to rank the dukes and give them sacrifices to share the feasts of the emperor of heaven, the god of the land, and the land of the grain. He ordered the states with the same surname to share the fodder for the temples. He ordered the prime ministers, ministers, and common people to count the number of lands and fields, and give them sacrifices to share the worship of the mountains, forests, and famous rivers. All the people in the nine states and islands of the world all contributed their efforts to share the worship of the emperor of heaven, the god of the land, the grain, the temples, the mountains, forests, and famous rivers.

Qingmei, that childhood sweetheart

Gu Changkang worshipped Huan Xuanwu's tomb and composed a poem: "The mountains collapsed and the seas dried up, where will the fish and birds go?" Someone asked him: "You relied on Huan so much, can you see your crying?" Gu said: "My nose is like a wide wind, and my eyes are like a river bursting." Someone else said: "My voice is like thunder that breaks the mountain, and my tears are like a river pouring into the sea."

The Proud Farmer

Shan Gong was highly regarded in the court and even when he was over seventy years old, he still knew how to manage the current affairs. Guisheng is young, like He, Pei, Wang and others, and they all talk and chant together. There is an inscription on the pillar of the pavilion: "To the east of the pavilion, there is a big ox, He Jiaoyang, Pei Kaiqiu, and Wang Ji are so angry that they can't rest." Some say: Pan Ni built it.