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Yuzhang prefect Gu Shao was Yong鈥檚 son. When Shao died in the county, Yong Sheng gathered his subordinates and played Go by himself. A letter from outside arrived, but there was no letter from the child. Although his expression remained unchanged, he understood the reason. He pinched his palm with his claws and blood stained the mattress. After the guests had left, Fang sighed and said, "I am no longer as high as Yanling, so how can I be held responsible for losing my sight?" Then he let go of his sorrow and looked calm.
After drinking, Zhang Lun sang a very sad elegy. Huan Cheqi asked him, "You are not a disciple of Tian Heng, why did you come here so suddenly?"
When Yin Zhongkan was appointed to Jingzhou, Wang Dongting asked him, "Virtue is known as keeping everything intact, and benevolence is known as not harming things. Now you are the governor of China, and you are in charge of killing people. Isn't this contrary to my principles?" Yin Zhongkan replied, "Gao Yao created the system of punishment and exile, and he was not unvirtuous; Confucius was the chief prosecutor, and he was not unkind."
During the Haixi period, every time the officials came to court, the court hall was still dark; only when the King of Kuaiji came, his presence was as bright as the morning glow.
Pei Chenggong wrote Chongyoulun, which was criticized by people at that time, but no one could refute it. Only Wang Yifu came, like Xiao Qu. People at that time found it difficult to justify Wang Li, but Li was reiterated.
When Duke Huan was young, he was as famous as the Duke of Yin, and they always had a competitive spirit. Huan asked Yin, "How do you compare to me?" Yin said, "I have been dealing with myself for a long time, so I would rather be myself."
A son is named not because of his country, not because of the sun and the moon, not because of his hidden illness, not because of the mountains and rivers.
Meng Xianzi was mourning, but he hung his head but didn't enjoy himself, and he played the harp but didn't enter. The Master said, "Xianzi is one level higher than others!"
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