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The kind and gentle are the root of benevolence; the cautious and respectful are the place of benevolence; the generous are the work of benevolence; the generous are the ability of benevolence; the polite are the appearance of benevolence Talking is the expression of benevolence; singing is the harmony of benevolence; dispersing is the application of benevolence; Confucians have all of these, but they still dare not say benevolence. Their respect and humility are like this.
General Yu fought with Su Jun and was defeated. He led more than ten people and fled west in a small boat. The soldiers were plundering each other and the arrow accidentally hit the beam worker, who fell down at the sound of the arrow. Everyone on the boat turned pale and dispersed. Liang remained unmoved and said slowly, "How can this hand be used to thieve chopsticks!" Everyone then calmed down.
When Cai Situ crossed the river and saw Peng Xie, he was overjoyed and said, "Crabs have eight legs and two claws." He ordered them to be cooked. After eating, I vomited and felt exhausted, then I realized it was not crab. Later, he told Xie Renzu about this, and Xie said, "You are not familiar with Erya, and you almost died because of my persuasion to study."
In the ceremony of pitching a pot, the host holds the arrow, the shooter holds the target, and someone holds the pot. The host asked, "I have a pot of whistle with crooked arrows. Please use it to entertain the guests." The guest said, "You have delicious wine and delicious food. Since I have given you, and you have also given me more entertainment, I dare not refuse." The host said, "I can't refuse the pot of whistle with crooked arrows. I dare to ask for it." The guest said, "I have given you, and you have also given me more entertainment. I dare not refuse." The host said, "I can't refuse the pot of whistle with crooked arrows. I dare not refuse." The guest said, "I refuse to accept your order. How dare I not obey?" The guest bowed again to accept it. The host returned it and said, "Please." The host bowed on the steps of the east, and the guest returned it and said, "Please." After bowing, he received the arrows, went to the middle of the two pillars, retreated to his seat, and greeted the guests to the banquet.
Zeng Zi asked: "When the crowned son arrives, he bows and yields to others and enters. Hearing about the mourning of a great meritorious service, what should be done?" Confucius said: "In the internal mourning, it is abandoned; in the external mourning, the crown is not drunk, the food is cleaned and swept, and the throne is wept. If the crown has not arrived, then it will be abandoned. If the crown is about to be worn but the date has not come, and there is a mourning of Qisui, Dagong, or Xiaogong, then the crown should be worn according to the mourning clothes. "Does the crown not change after the mourning?" Confucius said: "The emperor gives the princes and ministers the crown and hat clothes to the Grand Temple. When they return to set up a sacrifice, they wear the clothes given. There is a crown ceremony, but no crown wine. When the father dies and the crown is worn, the crown is worn and the ground is swept before offering sacrifices to the gods; after offering sacrifices, the uncles and uncles are seen, and then the crown is offered. "
Xie Gong was in charge of the Secretariat, and Wang Dongting had something to report to the emperor together. When the queen arrived, she urged him to sit down. Although Wang and Xie did not communicate, the Grand Tutor still knelt down and allowed him to meet her. The king was in a relaxed mood, and Xie Gong looked at him with interest. He also said to Madam Liu: "I have seen Ah Gua before, so it is not easy for me to have it. Although it is not related, it is what makes people unable to stop."
When Huan Xuanwu died, Huan Nanjun was five years old and the mourning period had just ended. Huan's chariot and cavalry went to see off his former civil and military officials. He pointed to Nanjun and said, "These are all your family's former officials." Xuan responded by weeping loudly, and those around him were moved. The charioteer always looked at his own seat and said, "When Lingbao has grown up, this seat should be returned to him." He loved Ju more than his own son.
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