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Yu Gong once entered a Buddhist temple and saw a reclining Buddha. He said, "This boy is tired from crossing the pier." This became a famous saying at the time.
Wang and Liu listened to Lin Gong's talk. Wang said to Liu, "Those who sit high up are evil creatures." He turned east and listened again. Wang said, "Who is this (Jin Ben) Wang after the king?"
Wang and Liu were together in the south of Hangzhou, and had a feast at Huanzi's home. Xie Zhenxi went to the Shangshu's tomb and returned, and cried again three days after the burial. Everyone wanted to take him back, so they first sent a letter, but he still did not agree, but he had already stopped the car. It’s important, so I’ll go back. Everyone met him outside the door, took his arm and went down, and was able to take off his cap and hat. Halfway through the feast, I realized I was still feeling tired.
Yang Fu wrote a poem in praise of snow, which said: "It is transformed by the purity and diffused by the air. When it encounters an image, it can be bright, and when it is pure, it becomes radiant." Huan Yin then wrote on the fan.
Yu Xiao once went out on an expedition to the west and has not returned yet. The woman's mother, Ruan, was Liu Wan'an's wife. She and her daughter went up to the city tower of Anling. Soon Yi returned, riding a fine horse and accompanied by a magnificent carriage. Ruan said to his daughter, "I heard that Yu Lang can ride, how could I meet him?" The woman told Yi, and Yi then opened the procession and rode his horse in the road. After two turns, he fell off his horse to the ground, but he looked calm.
Xu Yun's wife was the daughter of Ruan Weiwei. She was as virtuous as her sister but extremely ugly. After the formalities were exchanged, Yun refused to continue his talk, and his family members were deeply worried. When a guest arrived in Huiyun, the wife asked her maid to check him out, and she replied, "It's Huan Lang." Huan Lang is Huan Fan. The woman said, "Don't worry, Huan will persuade you to come in." Huan indeed said to Xu, "Since the Ruan family married their ugly daughter to you, they must be interested in you. You should observe it." Xu then went back inside. As soon as he saw the woman, he wanted to leave. The woman realized that after he left, there was no way he would come back, so she grabbed his skirt and stopped him. "Xu Yin said, "A woman has four virtues. How many of them do you have? "The woman said, "The only thing a new bride lacks is your appearance. However, a scholar has a hundred virtues, how many do you have? "Xu Yun: "All are ready." "The woman said: "Virtue is the most important of all virtues. You like lust but not virtue. How can you say you have everything?" "Yun felt ashamed and began to respect him.
Chen Zhongju's words were a model for scholars, his behavior was a role model for the world, he got on the carriage and took the reins, with the ambition to clear up the world. When he arrived as the prefect of Yuzhang, he asked where Xu Ruzi was, wanting to see him first. The chief clerk said, "Everyone wants you to enter the palace first." Chen said, "King Wu of Zhou was in Shang Rong's house, and he didn't even have time to warm up his seat. Why shouldn't I show respect to the virtuous?"
Li Yuanli had an elegant style and high self-esteem, and wanted to take it upon himself to judge the right and wrong of the world's teachings. Young people who are promoted to his hall all think that they have reached the dragon gate.
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