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Yin Jingzhou once asked Yuan Gong: "What is the essence of Yi?" He replied: "The essence of Yi is sensation." Yin said: "The collapse of Tongshan Mountain in the west and the echo of Lingzhong in the east, is this Yi?" Yuan Gong smiled but did not answer.
Taoist Daoyi was fond of embellishing his words and sounds. He left the capital and returned to Dongshan, passing through Wuzhong. It started snowing soon after, but it wasn't very cold yet. The Taoists asked about the path they were on. Yi Gong said: "Wind and frost are not to be taken into account, but they are the first to gather the bleakness. The suburbs and towns are just beginning to fade, and the forests and mountains are already white."
Yin Hongyuan replied to Sun Xinggong's poem: "Let's play a song." Liu Zhenchang laughed at his clumsy words and asked: "What do you want to play?" Yin said: "(Mu Xi) La is also played, why do we need guns and bells?"
The emperor orders them to teach and then they start to study. The elementary school is on the south left of the public palace, and the university is in the suburbs. The emperor calls it Biyu, and the princes call it Tinggong.
Yang Bing served as a military officer of Fujun Army. He died young and had a good reputation. Xiahou Xiaoruo wrote a narration for it, praising and mourning it highly. Yang Quan was the Yellow Gate Minister, and sat beside Jianwen. The emperor asked, "Xiahou Zhan was an outstanding figure in the creation of Yang Bingxu. Who are you? Do you have any descendants?" Quan replied with tears in his eyes, "My late uncle Lingwen was famous at an early age, but he had no heir. Although his name spread throughout the world, his descendants will never be born in this holy world." The emperor sighed for a long time.
Confucians have a palace of one acre, a room with round walls, a door with bamboo, a thatched door and a window with urns; they change their clothes and go out, and eat every day. They dare not doubt the emperor's answer, and dare not flatter the emperor's answer. They are like this in their official career.
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