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Wang Ziyou went to see Mr. Xie and asked, "What is a seven-character poem?" Ziyou answered, "It is as majestic as a colt that can run a thousand miles, and as light as a duck in the water."
Emperor Ming of Jin was an expert at fortune-telling about tombs and houses. When he heard that Guo Pu was burying someone, the emperor went to see it in disguise. He asked the master: "Why do you bury the dragon's horns? This method will lead to the extermination of the whole clan!" The master said: "Guo Yun said: 'This is to bury the dragon. Within three years, the emperor will be born.'" The emperor asked: "Does it mean the emperor will be born?" The answer was: "It is not the emperor who will be born, but it can lead to the emperor's question."
Confucian scholars are entrusted with money and drowned in pleasure. They do not lose their righteousness when they see profit; they are robbed by people and discouraged by soldiers. They do not change their principles when they see death; they are like prey and insects, not brave, and they do not consider their strength when they pull heavy tripods; they do not regret the past and do not worry about the future; they do not repeat their mistakes and do not spread rumors; they do not break their power and do not practice their plans. There are such people who are unique.
Gu Yanxian loved the zither all his life, and when he died, his family members often placed the zither on the coffin. Zhang Jiying went to cry for him, unable to bear the grief, so he went straight to the bed, played the zither, and after playing a few songs, he said while playing the zither: "Does Gu Yanxian appreciate this?" He was in great grief again, so he left his filial son's hand without holding his.
Sikong Gu He was having a conversation with the wise men of the time. Zhang Xuanzhi and Gu Fu, the grandson of the middle-aged man and the grandson of the great-grandson, both seven years old, were playing beside the bed. When he heard the words, his expression seemed to be irrelevant. Sleeping under the lamp, the two children narrated the host's words, without missing anything. Gu Gong crossed the table and lifted his ear, saying: "I never thought that a declining clan would revive this treasure."
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