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Before Meng Chang arrived, his home was in Jingkou. I once saw Wang Gong riding in a high carriage, wearing a crane fur cloak. It was snowing lightly at the time, and Chang peeked at him from between the fences and exclaimed, "This is truly an immortal!"
Huan Xuanwu ordered Yuan Yanbo to compose the Northern Expedition Fu. After it was completed, the Duke and other wise men of the time read it together, and they all sighed with admiration for it. Wang Xun was sitting there at the time and said, "I regret that there is one sentence missing. If the word 'write' had enough rhyme, it would have been better." Yuan immediately took up his pen and said, "My feelings are endless, and I write alone to follow the flow of the style." The Duke said to Wang, "The people today have to praise Yuan for this."
Wang Da and Wang Gong once sat together with He Pushe. Gong was the prefect of Danyang at that time, and Dashi was the governor of Jingzhou. When the conversation was about to end, he urged everyone to drink a lot. Gong refused to drink, so Da forced him to drink. It became more and more painful, so they each tied their hands with their skirts. There were nearly a thousand people in Gong's mansion, and they were all called into the room. Although there were few left and right guards, they were also ordered to move forward, intending to kill each other. There was no plan for shooting, so they stood up and sat down in a row between two people, and then they were able to disperse. The ancients were ashamed of the so-called snobbish friendship.
Grand Marshal Huan wanted to hunt in the snow and first obtained permission from Wang, Liu and others. Zhen Chang saw that he was dressed in a simple and hasty manner, and asked, "What do you want to do with this, old villain?" Huan said, "If I didn't do this, why would you sit here and talk?"
A good singer makes people follow his voice; a good teacher makes people follow his will. His words are concise but clear, subtle but good, and rarely use metaphors, which can be called continuing his will.
In this month, he orders the four supervisors to gather the fodder of the hundred counties to feed the sacrifices. He orders all the people to contribute their efforts to the gods of the heaven and earth, the mountains, the rivers, and the four directions, to worship the spirits of the ancestral temples and the land, and to pray for the blessings of the people. In this month, he orders women officials to dye and color, and to decorate and decorate according to the law, without any mistakes. Black, yellow, cang, and red must all be of good quality, and no one dares to be false, so as to provide clothes for the sacrifices in the suburbs and temples, as flags, and to distinguish the nobles and the humble.
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