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Secret marriage sweet love: the little wife of the big tycoon

When Wang Fusi was still young, he went to see Pei Hui. Pei Hui asked him, "Nothingness is the source of all things, but sages are unwilling to talk about it. But Laozi keeps talking about it. Why is that?" Bi said, "Sages embody nothingness, and nothingness cannot be taught. So when they talk about something, they must also talk about something. Laozi and Zhuangzi were not immune to something, and they always taught about what was lacking."

Floating Flowers of Another Day

Someone cried and said to Chang Yu: "It's as if a thousand-foot pine tree collapsed."

Spiritual Destruction

After getting married, the prince became rich

Gu Changkang painted Pei Shuze with three more hairs on his cheek. People asked why? Gu said: "Pei Kai is handsome and has insight, and this is his insight." Those who look at the painting will find it and will definitely feel that Yi Sanmao is like a god, and he is so extraordinary that he is still unsettled.

The boss doesn't like me

In the first month of winter, the sun is at the tail, the sunset is at the middle of Wei, and the dawn is at the middle of the seven stars. The day is Ren and Gui. Its emperor is Zhuanxu, and its god is Xuanming. Its insect is shellfish. Its sound is feather, and the musical scale is Yingzhong. Its number is six. Its taste is salty, and its smell is rotten. Its ritual is to sacrifice to the kidney. Water begins to freeze, and the ground begins to freeze. Pheasants enter the water and become clams. The rainbow hides and cannot be seen. The emperor lives in the left side of the Xuan Hall, rides on the Xuan Road, drives the iron horse, carries the black flag, wears black clothes, wears black jade, eats millet and pigs, and his utensils are large and heavy.

Manual for the Training of a Fierce Concubine

Wang Ziyou and Zijing were both seriously ill, but Zijing died first. Ziyou asked his attendants, "Why haven't we heard any news? He is already dead!" He showed no sadness at all when he spoke. They asked for a sedan chair and came to the funeral, but did not cry. Zijing had always loved the zither, so he went straight in and sat on the coffin, took out Zijing's zither and played it. When the strings were out of tune, he threw it to the ground and said, "Zijing! Zijing! Both you and the zither are gone." He was in grief for a long time, and died more than a month later.