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The Second Master's Married Little Wife

When Mu Bo died, Jing Jiang cried during the day; when Wen Bo died, she cried day and night. Confucius said, "You know etiquette."

Before Dawn

Marriage

Xiang Xiong was the chief clerk of Henei. There were official matters that were not as good as his, and the prefect Liu Huai was furious, so he beat Xiang Xiong and sent him away. Later, Xiong became a Huangmen Lang and Liu became a Shizhong, but they did not speak to each other at first. When Emperor Wu heard this, he ordered Xiong to restore the friendship between the monarch and his subject. Xiong had no choice but to go to Liu, kowtowed twice and said, "I came here in response to the imperial edict, but now the friendship between the monarch and his subject is broken. What do you think?" Then he left. When Emperor Wu heard that there was still discord, he angrily asked Xiong, "I asked you to restore the friendship between monarch and subject. Why did you break it off?" Xiong said, "The gentlemen of the ancient times promoted others with courtesy and dismissed others with courtesy. The gentlemen of today promote others as if they were putting them on their knees and dismiss them as if they were throwing them into the abyss. I am fortunate enough not to be a leader of the army in Liuhe. How can I restore the friendship between monarch and subject?" Emperor Wu agreed.

The Miracle Doctor

Gu He first worked as an official in Yangzhou. It was the first day of the lunar calendar. Before dawn, he parked his car outside the city gate. The Marquis of Zhou went to see the Prime Minister, and sat beside the carriage. And looking for lice, he remained motionless. After Zhou had passed by, he returned and pointed to Gu Xin and asked, "What is there in this place?" Gu was still scratching his lice. Xu Ying said, "This is the most unfathomable place." After Zhou Hou entered, he said to the Prime Minister, "There is a talented person among the officials in your state."

Huixinweiyi

When Wang Rong was seven years old, he used to play with other children. Look at the roadside plum trees with many fruits on their branches. All the children rushed to get it, but Rong did not move. When people asked him about it, he replied, "The tree grows by the road and has many fruits. It must be bitter plums." I picked them and found them to be true.