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The morning light is already dim

This lady is not very nice

Wang Ziyou and Zijing were both seriously ill, but Zijing died first. Ziyou asked his attendants, "Why haven't we heard any news? He is already dead!" He showed no sadness at all when he spoke. They asked for a sedan chair and came to the funeral, but did not cry. Zijing had always loved the zither, so he went straight in and sat on the coffin, took out Zijing's zither and played it. When the strings were out of tune, he threw it to the ground and said, "Zijing! Zijing! Both you and the zither are gone." He was in grief for a long time, and died more than a month later.

Urge a bigger devil

When the main cup was served, please set up the horses. Each horse was straight to its count. One horse followed two horses to celebrate. The celebration ceremony said, "Three horses are ready, please celebrate more horses." Both the host and the guest said, "Yes." When the main cup was served, please clear the horses.

You are not as happy as I thought you were.

At nightfall at the tomb of Emperor Xiaowu, Wang Xiaobo came to the tomb and told his brothers: "Although the rafters and beams are new, they still bring with them the sorrow of the lost generations!"

Rebirth on the top of the wave

Du Hongzhi's tomb collapsed, and his expression was so sad that it was beyond description. Yu Gong turned to his guests and said, "Hongzhi is very weak, so we should not mourn for him." He also said, "Hongzhi's crying should not be mourned."

Did the villain die today?

When the princes send out their wives, the wives will come to their country with the etiquette of wives; when they arrive, they will enter with wives. The messenger was about to order, saying, "My lord is incompetent and cannot serve the altars and ancestral temples. I have sent my envoy to report this to the steward." The host replied, "My lord has already refused to teach me before. I dare not be disrespectful and must wait for your order." The officials laid out the utensils; the host's officials also received them. When the wife left, the husband sent someone to bring her back, saying, "I am incompetent and cannot serve the altars and ancestral temples. I dare not be disrespectful and must wait for your order." The host replied, "My son is unfilial. I dare not avoid punishment. I dare not be disrespectful and must wait for your order." The messenger withdrew, and the host bowed to see him off. If the uncle is alive, he should be called uncle; if the uncle is dead, he should be called brother; if there is no brother, he should be called husband. The host's resignation was, "My son is unfilial." If they were aunts or sisters, they would also be called.