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Wang Gong wanted to invite Jiang Lunu to be the chief secretary, so he went to Jiang in the morning, but Jiang was still in the tent. The king sat down, not daring to speak immediately. It took a long time before he got there, but Jiang didn't respond. He called for someone to bring him some wine, drank a bowl himself, and did not share any with the king. Wang laughed and said, "Why do I have to drink alone?" Jiang said, "Do you want to drink too?" He asked him to pour more wine for Wang. After Wang finished drinking, he was able to leave. Before leaving the house, Jiang sighed and said, "It is difficult for people to judge for themselves."

Storm Campus

Soul Emperor

The king is sitting in the stone, the king is sitting in the city.

Sweetheart, I will spoil you without any negotiation

The meaning of drinking in the township: set up the guest to symbolize the sky, set up the host to symbolize the earth, set up the intermediary to symbolize the sun and the moon, and set up three guests to symbolize the three lights. The ancient rituals were based on the heaven and the earth, recorded by the sun and the moon, and compared with the three lights. This is the foundation of politics and education.

Poverty Alleviation Years

When Xiao Yu was in Jingzhou, the Duke held a large meeting and asked his officials, "How would I like to be like Emperor Gaozu of Han or Emperor Wu of Wei?" No one answered. The Chief Secretary Jiang Fei said, "I would like you to be like Emperor Huan and Emperor Wen, but not like Emperor Gaozu of Han or Emperor Wu of Wei."

I, who has failed the list, am the billionaire

When Wang Yi Shao was in Kuaiji, when he first arrived, Zhi Daoling was there. Sun Xinggong said to Wang, "Zhi Daolin is an innovative and unique person with a broad mind. Do you want to meet him?" Wang had his own unique spirit and looked down on Zhi Daolin. Later, Sun and Zhi were carried together to Wang Xu, the king's capital, and they did not interact with each other. After a moment they retreated, and just as the king was about to set out, his carriage was already at the door. Zhi said to the king, "You can't leave yet. I want to talk to you a little." Then he talked about Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou". Zhi wrote thousands of words, with novel talent and brilliant words. The king then opened his collar and undressed, unable to stop lingering.