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God-level master in the city

Genius Baby: The President of the Empire Fails

Sima Wenwang asked Wu Hui: "How is Chen Xuanbo compared to his father, the Minister of Works?" Hui said: "He is well-versed in knowledge and can take the responsibility of educating the world. He is not as good as him. He is wise, concise and has made great achievements and achievements, which is worse than him."

The Amazing Ms. Tang

In the second month of winter, the sun is in the Big Dipper, setting in the middle of the east wall, and rising in the middle of the Zhen. The day is Rengui. Its emperor is Zhuanxu, and its god is Xuanming. Its insect is a shellfish. Its sound is feather, and its pitch is Huang Zhong. Its number is six. Its taste is salty, and its smell is rotten. Its ritual is to offer sacrifice to the kidney of the ancestors. The ice is getting stronger, and the ground begins to crack. The pheasant does not crow at dawn, and the tiger begins to mate. The emperor lives in the Xuantang Grand Temple, rides on the Xuan Road, drives the iron horse, carries the black flag, wears black clothes, and wears black jade. He eats millet and pigs, and his utensils are large and made of Yan. He orders the death. He orders the officials to say: Do not do earthwork, be careful not to open the roof, do not open the house, and do not open the public, so as to make it solid and closed. The earth's qi is about to leak, which is called opening the room of heaven and earth, and all hibernating animals will die. The people will surely suffer from diseases and epidemics, and then they will be buried. It is called Changyue.

Chronicles of the Two Capitals

When Duke Huan of the Han Dynasty was on his northern expedition and passed through Jincheng, he saw the willows he had planted when he was in Langya, all of which were ten feet in circumference. He sighed and said, "If trees are like this, how can people bear it!" He climbed up the branches and held onto the twigs, tears streaming down his face.

May you be peaceful and tranquil

When Lezheng Zichun's mother died, he did not eat for five days. He said, "I regret it. Since my mother didn't know my feelings, how can I use my feelings!"

Mr. Yu, your wife has turned evil.

Zisi said: "After three days of mourning, the coffin should be buried. Everything attached to the body must be sincere and trustworthy, and there should be no regrets. After three months, the coffin should be buried. Everything attached to the coffin must be sincere and trustworthy, and there should be no regrets. Three years of mourning is the limit, and once a person dies, he will not forget it. Therefore, a gentleman has a lifetime of worries, but no worries of one day. Therefore, he does not rejoice on the anniversary of his death."