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Yu Zhonglang and Wang Pingzi flew in a flying geese formation.

I became the big brother.

Tao Gong had great ambitions since he was young. His family was extremely poor, so he lived with his mother, Zhan. Fan Kui, a fellow countyman who was well-known, was selected as a filial and honest official and stayed at Kan's place. At that time, ice and snow accumulated day by day, and Kan's room was as dark as a hanging chime, while Kui had many horses and servants. Kan's mother, Mrs. Zhan, said to Kan, "You just go out and entertain the guests, and I will take care of the affairs myself." Zhan's hair fell to the ground, and the lower part was broken into two buns. She sold several bushels of rice, chopped down the pillars of the house, cut half of them into firewood, and ground the remaining hair into horse grass. Every day and evening, he provided fine food, so that his followers had nothing to lack. Kui was amazed at his eloquence and felt deeply ashamed of his kindness. The next morning he left, and Kan followed him closely, and they walked for about a hundred miles. Kui said, "The road is long, you should go back." Kan still did not return, so Kui said, "You can go now! We will talk about your good deeds in Luoyang." Kan then returned. Kui and Luo then praised them to Yang Zhi, Gu Rong and others, and they won great praise.

Holy Court of All Worlds

Zhi Daolin, Xu Yuan and others were all at Wangzhai in Kuaiji. Zhi is the master and Xu is the lecturer. The meaning of this passage is the same, and everyone in the audience is disgusted. When Xu sent a difficult question, everyone danced with joy. But we all admire the beauty of the two schools of thought without arguing about their logic.

From a food delivery boy to a global godfather

When the three kings offered sacrifices to the river, they all first went to the river and then to the sea; some were the source, and some were the tributary. This is called focusing on the root.

The number one cute wife: taming the expensive chief

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