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Mr. Zhu was transferred to the position of Taiwei's secretary and military officer by Zhang'anling. His name was well-known but his position was low, so not many people knew him. The Duke went out to the east, took a passenger ship, and sent several old officials to stay at Qiantang Pavilion. At that time, Chen Chong of Wuxing was the county magistrate. He was supposed to see off a guest to Zhejiang. After the guest left, the clerk at the pavilion drove the official to move to the cowshed. When the tide came, Chen Ling stood up and hesitated, and asked, "What's under the cowshed?" The official said, "Yesterday a poor man came to stay in the pavilion. We have distinguished guests, so we moved him away." The Ling was drunk and asked from a distance, "Would you like some cakes? What's your surname? Can we talk?" Chu raised his hand and answered, "Chu Jinye from Henan." People far and wide had known Chu's name for a long time, so the Ling was very anxious and did not dare to move him away, so he went to the Chu with a letter under the cowshed. He slaughtered more meat and prepared food, and presented it before the Duke, and then he whipped the clerk at the pavilion to apologize for his shame. The Duke drank and feasted with him, and his words and expressions remained the same, as if he was unaware of anything. Order to escort the Duke to the border.

In the second month of spring, the sun is in Kui, the evening arc is in the center, and the morning star is in Jianxing. On the first and second days of the month, the emperor is Dahao and the god is Jumang. The insect is scaly. The note is horn, and the musical scale is Jiazhong. The number is eight. The taste is sour and the smell is rancid. The sacrifice is offered to the door and the spleen. The rain begins, the peach begins to bloom, the oriole sings, and the eagle turns into a dove. The emperor lives in the Qingyang Temple, rides on the Luan Road, drives the Canglong, carries the green flag, wears green clothes, wears Cangyu, eats wheat and sheep, and his utensils are sparse and clear.

The people of Qi do not enjoy themselves or mourn.




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