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Doctor and Evil Concubine

Xuanwu moved his town to Nanzhou and made the streets straight. Someone said to Wang Dongting: "When the Prime Minister first built Jiankang, he had no successor, and his arrangements were tortuous. This is inferior." Dongting said: "This is why the Prime Minister is clever. The land of Jiangzuo is small, not as good as that of China. If the roads were smooth, we could see everything at a glance. Therefore, the arrangements are tortuous and seem unpredictable."

The moon meets the cloud

Then the bald people do not strip, the hunchbacks do not bare, and the lame people do not jump, not because they are not sad; if the body is sick, it is not suitable for the ritual. Therefore, it is said: the funeral ceremony is mainly about mourning. Women cry and mourn, beat their chests and feel sad; men cry and mourn, bow their heads and touch the ground, which is the extreme of sorrow.

I have an uncle at home, please let me go

My rich husband loves me so much

General Lu went to see Prime Minister Wang, who fed him with yogurt. Lu Huan then fell ill. Tomorrow I wrote to Wang Jian: "I ate a little too much cheese yesterday, and I was exhausted all night. Although I am from Wu, I am almost like a ghost."

Rebirth: I am a rich second generation

Zhi Daoling created the Treatise on Color, and when it was completed, he showed it to Wang Zhonglang. Zhonglang was speechless. Zhi asked, "Can you understand it silently?" The king said, "Since there is no Manjusri, who can see and appreciate it?"

Destiny

The roars of Ruan's infantrymen could be heard from hundreds of steps away. In Mount Sumen, a true man suddenly appeared, and the woodcutters all told about him. Ruan Ji went to see, and saw the man hugging his knees beside a rock. Ji climbed the ridge to meet him, and they sat cross-legged facing each other. Ji discussed the history of the past, and explained the mysterious and quiet ways of Huang and Nong, and examined the beauty of the great virtues of the Three Dynasties. When asked about it, he did not respond. He then recounted the teachings of action, the techniques of settling the mind and guiding the qi, and watched him. He was just the same as before, staring intently without moving. Ji Yin let out a long whistle in response. After a long time, he smiled and said, "You can do it again." Ji whistled again. When his intention was exhausted, he retreated and returned halfway up the mountain. He then heard a sound from above, like the sound of drums played by several tribes, echoing through the woods and valleys. He looked back and then howled at the people.