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In the second month of spring, the sun is in Kui, the evening arc is in the center, and the morning star is in Jianxing. On the first and second days of the month, the emperor is Dahao and the god is Jumang. The insect is scaly. The note is horn, and the musical scale is Jiazhong. The number is eight. The taste is sour and the smell is rancid. The sacrifice is offered to the door and the spleen. The rain begins, the peach begins to bloom, the oriole sings, and the eagle turns into a dove. The emperor lives in the Qingyang Temple, rides on the Luan Road, drives the Canglong, carries the green flag, wears green clothes, wears Cangyu, eats wheat and sheep, and his utensils are sparse and clear.
Wang Changshi and Xie Renzu were both Wang Gongyuan. The Chief Secretary said, "Yuan Xie can perform a unique dance." Xie then started to dance, his mind and body completely relaxed. The prince looked at it carefully and said to the guest, "It makes people miss Anfeng."
Wang Da and Wang Gong once sat together with He Pushe. Gong was the prefect of Danyang at that time, and Dashi was the governor of Jingzhou. When the conversation was about to end, he urged everyone to drink a lot. Gong refused to drink, so Da forced him to drink. It became more and more painful, so they each tied their hands with their skirts. There were nearly a thousand people in Gong's mansion, and they were all called into the room. Although there were few left and right guards, they were also ordered to move forward, intending to kill each other. There was no plan for shooting, so they stood up and sat down in a row between two people, and then they were able to disperse. The ancients were ashamed of the so-called snobbish friendship.
Lord Xie asked Wang Zijing, "How is your calligraphy compared to that of your father?" He replied, "Of course they are different." Lord Xie said, "Outsiders may say otherwise." The king said, "How can outsiders know?"
Wang Zijing said to Wang Xiaobo, "Yang Shuzi is good herself, but what does she have to do with other people?" So she is not as good as the prostitute on the Tongque Tower. 鈥
Zisi's mother died in Wei, and he went to Zisi, and Zisi cried in the temple. When the disciples came, they said, "Shu's mother died, why did you cry in Confucius' temple?" Zisi said, "I was wrong, I was wrong." Then he cried in another room.
When Huan Xuanwu conquered Shu, he took Li Shi's sister as his concubine and doted on her very much, often having her sit behind the king's throne. The master was unaware of this at first, but when she heard about it, she and dozens of her maids drew their swords and attacked him. Li was combing her hair. Her hair was hanging on the ground, her complexion was as white as jade, but she remained unmoved. Xu said: "My country is destroyed and my family is ruined, I have no intention of coming to this point. If I can be killed today, it is my real wish." The lord retreated in shame.
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