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Wang Xiuling asked Wang Changshi: "How does my family, Linchuan, compare to your family, Wanling?" Changshi did not answer, Xiuling said: "Linchuan is well-known for its high reputation." Changshi said: "Wanling is not unworthy."
I'm shocked. When Xuanye completed his mission and left, Rong sighed, "All rituals and music have gone to the East." He was afraid that Xuan would become too famous and was wary of him. Xuan also suspected that he was being pursued, so he sat under the bridge and stood on the water with his clogs. Rong turned around and chased him, and told his attendants, "Xuan is under the soil and above the water, clinging to a tree. He will surely die." So they stopped chasing him, and Xuan finally escaped.
In this month, he orders the fishermen to start fishing, and the emperor goes there in person to taste the fish and first offer it to the temple. The ice is just beginning to gather, and the water in the marshes is hard. He orders to take the ice and bring it in. He orders the people to take out five kinds of food. He orders the farmers to plan their farming work, repair the plows and hoes, and prepare the farming tools. He orders the musicians to play together and then stop. He orders the four supervisors to collect firewood and firewood to share with the suburban temples and the hundreds of sacrifices.
Wang Ziyou left the capital and was still at the foot of the islet. I had heard before that Huan Ziye was good at playing the flute, but we didn't know each other. The king met Huan passing by on the shore while he was in the boat. A passenger who recognized him said, "This is Huan Ziye." The king then sent someone to tell him, "I heard that you are good at playing the flute. Please try to play it for me." Huan was already noble and prominent at that time. He had always heard of the king's name, so he got off the car, sat on a Hu bed, and played three tunes for him. After finishing, he got in the car. The host and the guest did not exchange a single word.
Li Xin was the fifth son of Mao Zeng. He was pure and chaste and had high ideals, but he was weak and sickly when he was young and refused to marry or take up a career in government. He lived in Linhai, near the tomb of his brother, the Shizhong. Since he had a high reputation, Prime Minister Wang wanted to invite him to a position of honor, so he appointed him as an official in the government. When Xin received the letter, he said with a smile, "Maohong has lent me another cup of wine!"
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!"
When it is sent away, it is eager and anxious, as if it is chasing but cannot catch up; when it is returned, it is anxious and anxious, as if it is seeking but cannot get. Therefore, when they go to see him off, they seem to be longing for him, and when they return, they seem to be suspicious of him.
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