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The Great Luthier

Prime Minister Wang invited Zu to talk at night and he stayed awake until dawn. There will be guests tomorrow morning. The man has not combed his hair yet and looks a little tired. The guest said, "You were like this yesterday, as if you had insomnia." The Duke said, "I talked a little with the scholar yesterday, and it made me forget my fatigue."

Rebirth of the Internet Empire

The snow is as astringent as blood

Fu Qian was already well versed in the Spring and Autumn Annals and was about to write a note on it, wanting to refer to similarities and differences. He heard that Cui Lie had gathered his disciples to lecture on the Spring and Autumn Annals, so he hid his name and was hired out to Lie's disciples to work for a living. Whenever he was talking, he would eavesdrop on what was happening behind the door. Knowing that no one can surpass myself, I discuss my strengths and weaknesses with other students. Lie Wen was surprised and didn't know who he was, but he had heard of Qian's name and was suspicious of him. He went there early in the morning, and before he woke up, he called out, "Zi Shen! Zi Shen!" Qian was startled and responded, and they then became friends.

Dragon Warrior

Yuan Yang once visited Liu Hui, but Hui was sleeping inside and had not yet woken up. Yuan Yin composed a poem to tune it: "The horn pillow is as bright as the silk, and the brocade quilt is as rotten as the long mat." Liu Shang, the daughter of Emperor Ming of Jin, saw the poem and was dissatisfied, saying: "Yuan Yang, a madman left over from the ancient times!"

The King of Soldiers

When Zengzi was buried, he bathed in the cooking room. Great achievements were abandoned. Someone said: "For great merits, it is OK to recite."

Flash marriage, cute wife, slowly pampering

After Huan Xuan was defeated, Yin Zhongwen continued to serve as an advisor to the Grand Marshal, and his attitude seemed to be different from before. In front of the Grand Marshal's Mansion, there is an old locust tree, which is very lush. On the first day of the month, Yin was listening with the crowd. He looked at the locust tree for a long time and sighed, "The locust tree is swaying, but there is no life left!"