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In the first month of winter, the sun is at the tail, the sunset is at the middle of Wei, and the dawn is at the middle of the seven stars. The day is Ren and Gui. Its emperor is Zhuanxu, and its god is Xuanming. Its insect is shellfish. Its sound is feather, and the musical scale is Yingzhong. Its number is six. Its taste is salty, and its smell is rotten. Its ritual is to sacrifice to the kidney. Water begins to freeze, and the ground begins to freeze. Pheasants enter the water and become clams. The rainbow hides and cannot be seen. The emperor lives in the left side of the Xuan Hall, rides on the Xuan Road, drives the iron horse, carries the black flag, wears black clothes, wears black jade, eats millet and pigs, and his utensils are large and heavy.
Wang Ziyou served as a cavalry officer under Huan. Huan asked, "What is your department?" He replied, "I don't know. I see horses coming from time to time. I think I am in the horse department." Huan asked again, "How many horses do you have?" He replied, "If I don't ask about the horses, how can I know the number?" Huan asked again, "How many horses are dead?" He replied, "If I don't know the living, how can I know the dead?"
Wang and Liu were together in the south of Hangzhou, and had a feast at Huanzi's home. Xie Zhenxi went to the Shangshu's tomb and returned, and cried again three days after the burial. Everyone wanted to take him back, so they first sent a letter, but he still did not agree, but he had already stopped the car. It鈥檚 important, so I鈥檒l go back. Everyone met him outside the door, took his arm and went down, and was able to take off his cap and hat. Halfway through the feast, I realized I was still feeling tired.
When General Wang was young, he had a famous farmhouse and his pronunciation was also clear. Emperor Wu summoned the wise men of the time to discuss arts and crafts. Everyone knows a lot, except the king, who is ignorant of the matter. He looks extremely evil and claims that he only knows how to beat the drums and blow the trumpets. The emperor ordered a drum to be brought to him. He stood up, shook his sleeves, raised the drumstick and beat the drum vigorously. The syllables were harmonious and fast, and he looked heroic, as if no one was around. Everyone present admired his grandeur and vigor.
Yu Gong once entered a Buddhist temple and saw a reclining Buddha. He said, "This boy is tired from crossing the pier." This became a famous saying at the time.
When the duke mourns, the leaders of all high-ranking officials should use sticks.
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