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When Prime Minister Wang first arrived in Jiangzuo, he wanted to form an alliance with the people of Wu and asked for marriage with General Lu. He replied: "There are no pines or cypresses in the mound, and the incense and weeds are not in the same container. Although I am not talented, it is not the right thing for me to start an incestuous relationship."

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