国产亚洲日韩妖曝欧美

Favored Concubine in the Qing Palace: Fourth Master, I must favor you!

I'm in love with you.

Minor burial, the host sits in the room, the mistress faces east, and then burial. Final burial, the host jumps, and the mistress does the same. The host exposes his hair and wears hemp, while the lady wears her hair in a bun and wears hemp in the room. The curtains are removed, and men and women carry the corpse to the hall and bow down: the king bows to the guest of state and the ministers and scholars bow to the ministers and ministers at their seats, and bow three times beside the scholar; the lady also bows to the lady of the king in the hall, the wife of the minister and the scholar's wife bows specially, and the lady bows to all the guests in the hall. When the host takes the throne, he wears a sash and dances. In the case of the mother's death, he takes the throne and takes off his clothes, then he offers a sacrifice. The mourners wear fur coats, add a military sash and sash, and dance with the host. In the case of the king's death, the Yu people bring out wooden horns, the Di people bring out pots, and the Yong people bring out tripods. The Sima hangs them, and the officials take the place of mourning. The officials who take the place of mourning do not hang pots, and the scholars who take the place of mourning do not use officials. The king's hall has two candles on the top and two candles on the bottom, the senior officials have one candle on the top and two candles on the bottom, and the scholars have one candle on the top and one candle on the bottom. The guests go out and clear the curtains. Cry for the corpse in the hall, the host is in the east, the outsiders are in the west, and the women face the south. Women do not go down the hall to greet or see off guests, and do not cry when they go down the hall; men do not cry when they see people outside the bedroom. If there is no female host, the male host bows to the female guest inside the bedroom door; if there is no male host, the female host bows to the male guest at the steps below the east. If the child is young, he will be held in mourning clothes, and people will bow for him; if the latter is not present, the person with a title will decline, and the person without a title will bow for him. If it is within the inner chamber, then wait for it; if it is outside the inner chamber, then the funeral can be done. There is no funeral without a successor, but there is no funeral without a master.

The Mute Concubine

When Huan Xuan was about to usurp the throne, he said to Bian Ju: "In the past, Yang Zidao always forbade me from doing this. Now that I have lost my confidant Yang Fu and my henchmen Suo Yuan, I have hastily made such slanders. How can this be in line with the will of Heaven?"

Full-time genius

Liu Ling was drunk and very thirsty, so he asked his wife for wine. The woman threw away the wine and destroyed the utensils, and wept and advised, "You drink too much. It is not the way to keep healthy. You must stop drinking!" The actor said, "Very good. I cannot control myself. I can only pray to the gods and ghosts and swear to stop. Now you can prepare the wine and meat." The woman said, "I respectfully obey your command." She offered wine and meat to the gods and asked the actor to swear. Ling knelt down and made a wish, "Liu Ling was born with wine as his name. I can drink one hu of wine at a time, and five dou of wine will sober me up. Don't listen to women's words." He then served wine and meat, and he was already drunk.

The Legend of the Goddess

Sun Xinggong and Xu Xuandu were both famous figures of the time. Some people respect Xu's noble sentiments and despise his grandson's evil conduct; some people love his grandson's talent and eloquence and have no interest in Xu.

Wife in danger

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."