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My name is Lingdi

In the first month of summer, the sun is in Bi, the sun sets in Yizhong, and the sun rises in Wunuzhong. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yandi, and its god is Zhurong. Its insect is feather. Its note is Zheng, and its rhythm is Zhonglü. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove god, and its lung is sacrificed. Crickets chirp, earthworms come out, king melons grow, and bitter herbs bloom. The emperor lives in the left side of the Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and rough.

Urban War Dragon

Huannan County loves hunting, and every time they go hunting, there are many chariots and cavalry. For an area of ​​fifty or sixty miles, flags and banners covered the marshes. The good horse gallops like flying, and it does not avoid hills and valleys wherever the double Zhen points. Sometimes the array was not in order, (the deer above and the lord below) the rabbits escaped, and all the officers and soldiers were tied up. Huan Daogong was a relative of Xuan. At that time, he was a military officer of the bandit Cao and was quite outspoken. He often carried a red cotton rope around his waist. Xuan asked, "What is this for?" He replied, "I like to tie up people when I go hunting. But when I am tied up, my hands cannot bear the thorns." Xuan became more relaxed from then on.

Flying Sword into the Sky

Duke Huan said in his bed, "If I stay like this, I will be laughed at by Wen and Jing!" Then he sat up and said, "Since I cannot leave a good reputation for future generations, I am not worthy of being infamous for eternity, am I?"

Delicious Chef

When the emperor died, the first mourning ceremony was held for three days, the officials mourned for five days, the men and women in the country mourned for seven days, and the whole country mourned for three months. The people of Yu brought a hundred woods for sacrifices, and those who could make coffins were cut down; those who did not bring them were abolished and killed.

Elf's Will

Yin Hongyuan replied to Sun Xinggong's poem: "Let's play a song." Liu Zhenchang laughed at his clumsy words and asked: "What do you want to play?" Yin said: "(Mu Xi) La is also played, why do we need guns and bells?"