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When Wang Jingren was thirteen years old, he wrote On the Wise. The chief secretary sent it to Zhenchang, who replied, "Seeing Jingren's essay, I can understand the subtle meaning of it."
When Wei Si Tu Jingzi died, Zixia offered condolences. The host had not yet buried him, so he went there in mourning clothes. Ziyou went to mourn. After the host had buried him, Ziyou came out, wearing mourning clothes and crying. Zixia asked, "Did you hear that?" He said, "I heard from you, Master, that if the host has not changed his clothes, he should not wear mourning clothes." Zengzi said, "Yanzi can be said to know etiquette, and he is respectful." Youruo said, "Yanzi wore the same fox fur coat for thirty years, and sent one carriage to the tomb and returned; the king had seven carriages, and the ministers had five carriages. How could Yanzi know etiquette?" Zengzi said, "If a country is not governed by the Way, a gentleman will be ashamed to be full of etiquette. If the state is extravagant, then show it frugality; if the state is frugal, then show it etiquette.
Since Yin Zhongwen had always been famous, he believed that he would be able to govern the country. Suddenly he became the prefect of Dongyang, and he felt very unhappy. When he arrived at Fuyang, he sighed and said, "Looking at the terrain and conditions here, there must be another Sun Bofu!"
In the last month of winter, the sun is in the constellation of the goddess of the moon, the sun sets in the middle of the sky, and the sun rises in the middle of the sky. The days are Ren and Gui. Its emperor is Zhuanxu, and its god is Xuanming. Its insect is shellfish. Its sound is feather, and the musical scale is Dal眉. Its number is six. Its taste is salty, and its smell is rotten. Its ritual is to offer sacrifice to the ancestors' kidneys. The geese fly north, and the magpies begin to nest. Pheasants crow, and chickens lay eggs. The emperor lives in the right side of the Xuan Hall. He rides on a dark road, drives a black horse, carries a dark flag, wears black clothes, and wears dark jade. He eats millet and pork, and his utensils are large and sharp. He orders the officials to sacrifice cattle and dig up cattle in case of major disasters to drive away the cold. The birds of war are fierce and fierce. He then completes the sacrifices to the mountains and rivers, as well as the emperor's ministers and the gods of the emperor.
Liu Zhenchang was the prefect of Danyang, and Xu Xuandu left the capital to join Liu Su. The bed curtains are new and beautiful, and the food is rich and delicious. Xu said, "If this place can be preserved, it will be much better than Dongshan." Liu said, "If you knew that good and bad fortune depends on people, how could I not protect this place!" Wang Yi Shao who was present said, "If Ling Chao and Xu met Ji and Qi, they would not say such a thing." The two men felt ashamed.
Meng Xianzi was mourning, but he hung his head but didn't enjoy himself, and he played the harp but didn't enter. The Master said, "Xianzi is one level higher than others!"
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