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The king sets up a shrine for all the surnames, called the Great Shrine. The king sets up a shrine for himself, called the King Shrine. The princes set up shrines for the people, called the State Shrine. The princes set up their own shrines, called Houshe. The officials below the rank set up shrines in groups, called Zhishe.
Emperor Ming of Wei cut off the tiger's claws and fangs in Xuanwu Field and allowed the people to watch. Wang Rong, who was seven years old, also went to see him. Hu Chengxian climbed up the fence and roared, the sound shook the earth, and all the onlookers were frightened and fell down. Rong Zhanran remained motionless and showed no fear at all.
When Confucius was at home, Zixia served him. Zixia said, "May I ask what the Book of Songs says: 'The noble and the gentleman are the parents of the people'. How can this be called the parents of the people? 鈥滳onfucius said: "The parents of the people must understand the origin of ritual and music, so as to achieve the five ultimates, and practice the three nothings, so as to be able to rule the world. If there is a defeat in the four directions, they must know it first. This is called the parents of the people. 鈥
Man Fen is afraid of the wind. When Emperor Wu of Jin was sitting, there was a glazed screen in the north window, which looked dense but sparse, and he looked excited and embarrassed. The emperor laughed at him. Fen replied: "I am like a cow from Wu, panting when I see the moon."
When Bo Yu's mother died, he cried even after a certain period of time. The Master heard about it and said: "Who is crying with you?" The disciple said: "It's the carp." The Master said: "Hey! It's too much." Bo Yu heard about it and then got rid of it.
Xiahou Taichu once wrote while leaning against a pillar. It was raining heavily at the time, and a thunderbolt broke the pillar he was leaning against. His clothes were burnt, but his expression remained unchanged, and his book was also intact. The guests around were all stumbling and unable to stop.
When I went to see the new bride at Xie's house, she still had Hui's style, with a dignified demeanor and neat clothes. The king sighed and said, "I am sending my daughter to cut your ears!"
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