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Create an ancient world

When Cao Gong was young, he met Qiao Xuan, who said to him, "The world is in turmoil, with heroes fighting each other. Wouldn't you be the one to sort things out? But you are a hero in troubled times and a villain in peaceful times. I regret that I am old and cannot see you become rich and powerful. I will be a burden to my descendants."

The peerless evil young man is addicted to his wife

In this month, he orders the water hunters and fishermen to collect taxes from springs, ponds and lakes. No one dares to encroach on the people, thinking that the emperor is causing resentment among the people. If there is such a person, he will be punished without pardon. If the spring order is carried out in the first month of winter, the frost will not be tight, the earth's air will leak upward, and many people will flee. If the summer order is carried out, there will be many storms in the country, the winter will not be cold, and hibernating insects will come out again. If the autumn order is carried out, snow and frost will not fall at the right time, small soldiers will rise from time to time, and the land will be encroached.

Medical World

In mourning, one should only look at the deceased but not answer; in mourning of the same age, one should answer but not speak; in mourning of the great merit, one should speak but not discuss; in mourning of the minor merit, one should discuss but not enjoy music. This is the expression of grief in speech.

E Mei

The linen cap for minor merits should not be changed. If they are exempted, they should wear the same sash as the minor merits, and the sash should be the same as the hemp belt. The hemp for the sash should not be changed to the hemp for minor merits; the hemp for minor merits should not be changed to the hemp for major merits. The tax is based on the original.

Beast in human clothing

In the middle of summer, the sun is in the East Well, the sun sets in the middle of Kang, and the sun rises in the middle of Wei. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Emperor Yan, and its god is Zhurong. Its insect is feathered. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Ruibin. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove, and the lung is sacrificed first. When the Lesser Heat arrives, mantises are born. Cuckoos begin to sing, and the tongue is silent. The emperor lives in the Mingtang and the Taimiao, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears red clothes, wears red jade, eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and rough. Raise strong and handsome.