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A Lesson from the Past

Burning wood in Taitan is a sacrifice to heaven; burying in Taizhe is a sacrifice to the earth; using a calf. Burying a young cattle in Taizhao is a sacrifice to the time; being close to the Kantan is a sacrifice to cold and heat. The royal palace is a sacrifice to the sun; the night light is a sacrifice to the moon; the Youzong is a sacrifice to the stars; the Yuzong is a sacrifice to floods and droughts; the four Kantans are sacrifices to the four seasons. Mountains, forests, rivers, valleys, hills, clouds that can become wind and rain, and monsters that can be seen are all called gods. Those who have the whole world offer sacrifices to all gods. The princes offer sacrifices to the gods in their own lands, but not if they lose their lands.

Dusk, sunny day

Xi Jiabin said to Xie Gong: "Although I did not kneel down to talk deeply, my thoughts were profound." He also said: "Youjun visited Jiabin." Jiabin heard it and said: "They cannot be called visits, but they can be called friends!" Xie Gong thought Jiabin's words were right.

Cloud Travel Around the World

Legend of the Urban Immortal Emperor

This month, the emperor orders the Sikong to say: "The rain will fall, and the water will rise. Go around the country and the city, and inspect the fields. Repair the dikes and ditches, and open the roads without any obstacles. Hunting traps, nets, nets, and medicines for feeding animals should not be taken out of the nine gates.

Half a foot into the rich family

Wang Youjun thanked Wanshi for "standing taller among the woods and marshes." Sighing that Mr. Lin was “bright and handsome”. The Taoist founder Shi Shao was so great that "he was so brave that his hair stood on end. I am afraid that I will never see such a person again in this world." Dao Liu Zhenchang "stands on branches like clouds but does not support the lush trees."

Iron-blooded officer dotes on his wife

Huan Xuanwu ordered Yuan Yanbo to compose the Northern Expedition Fu. After it was completed, the Duke and other wise men of the time read it together, and they all sighed with admiration for it. Wang Xun was sitting there at the time and said, "I regret that there is one sentence missing. If the word 'write' had enough rhyme, it would have been better." Yuan immediately took up his pen and said, "My feelings are endless, and I write alone to follow the flow of the style." The Duke said to Wang, "The people today have to praise Yuan for this."