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My son is the richest man

Sima Taifu was sitting in his study at night. At that time, the sky and the moon were bright and clear without any cloud. The Grand Tutor sighed and thought it was excellent. Xie Jingzhong was sitting there and replied, "I think it is not as good as a little cloud." The Grand Tutor then jokingly said to Xie, "Your heart is not pure, and you still want to pollute the Taiqing?"

The concubine always has a plan

The head blamed Qin Ziyu and said: "You are not as good as Wen Yong of Taiyuan, Xun Yu of Yingchuan, Zhang Hua of Fanyang, Liu Xu of Shiqing, Zou Zhan of Yiyang, and Zheng Xu of Henan. These few people are either outspoken and have no sense of rhythm or are naive and seldom talkative, or are too eloquent and have too many gestures, or are noisy and lack wisdom, or have a mouth like glue, or have a head like a pestle. But they are still impressive in their literary talent and detailed in their ideas, and they are like dragons and phoenixes, and they have all ascended to heaven."

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The fussy prince is too hard to please

A filial son must think about things in advance when he is about to offer sacrifices; he must prepare things in advance; he must be empty in order to manage them. After the palace is built, the walls and houses are built, and all the things are ready, the husband and wife take a bath together, wear the best clothes and flatter to offer the sacrifices. It is clear and orderly, as if he cannot overcome it or will lose it. Isn't this the deepest filial piety! The offerings and sacrifices are presented, the rituals and music are arranged, and the officials are prepared. Then they are presented with respect and respect. Then they are explained to the gods and spirits, so that they may be worshipped. "Maybe they may be worshipped" is the aspiration of the filial son. When the filial son offers sacrifice, he should be sincere and sincere, trustworthy and trustworthy, respectful and respectful, and ceremonial without going beyond the limit. He must be respectful when he advances and retreats, as if he were obeying orders from his parents, so that he may be ordered. The filial son's sacrifice is understandable. When he stands, he is respectful and humble, when he advances, he is respectful and happy, and when he offers, he is respectful and eager; when he retreats and stands, he is as if he is about to receive an order; when he has finished and retreats, he has a look of respect and courtesy on his face. When the filial son offers sacrifice, if he stands without bowing, he is stubborn; when he advances without happiness, he is distant; when he offers without desire, he does not love; when he retreats and stands, he is not as good as if he were ordered, he is arrogant; when he has finished and retreats, he has no look of respect and courtesy, and he has forgotten his origin. If he offers sacrifice in this way, he has failed. A filial son who has deep love must have a harmonious temperament; a harmonious temperament must have a happy expression; a happy expression must have a gentle expression. A filial son is like holding a jade, like offering a fullness, and is full of it, as if he cannot win, as if he is about to lose it. Sternness, dignity, and solemnity are not the way to serve one's parents, but the way to become an adult.

Fu Jin is pregnant: Master, please don't make an appointment

Yuan Yanbo was the Sima of Xie Annan, and all his men sent him to Lesheng Township. As he was about to leave, he was already feeling sad and sighed, "The mountains and rivers are so vast, yet they seem to stretch for thousands of miles."

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The pawns were thrown, and the archer held the count and said, "Left and right pawns threw, please count." Two counts were pure, one pure was taken, and one count was odd. Then he said the odd count, "So-and-so is better than so-and-so by how many pure." If it was odd, it was called odd, and if it was even, it was called left and right even.