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Chen Ying was from Dongyang. He cultivated moral conduct at a young age and was well-known among his fellow villagers. At the end of the Qin Dynasty, when chaos broke out, the people of Dongyang wanted to take Ying as their master, but his mother said, "No! As your wife, I have rarely seen poverty and humbleness. Once I become rich and noble, it will be unlucky! It is better to take the army and make it yours: if it succeeds, you will get less benefit; if it fails, you will suffer the consequences."
Zhang Cangwu was the ancestor of Zhang Ping. He once said to Ping鈥檚 father, 鈥淚 am not as good as you.鈥 Ping鈥檚 father did not understand why. Cangwu said, "You have a beautiful son." Ping was a few years old at that time. He put his hands together and said, "Old man, how can you tease your father with your son?"
When Xi Jiabin died, his wife's brothers wanted to bring their sister back, but she refused to come. He said: "Even if I cannot live in the same room with Xi Lang, I would rather not be buried in the same grave with him after death!"
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.
Yin Zhongjun asked: "People naturally have no intention of accepting the offer. Why are there so few righteous people and so many evil people?" No one said anything. Liu Yin replied, 鈥淚t is like writing water on the ground. It flows freely in all directions without any square or round shape.鈥 He was amazed at the moment and thought that his name was well-known.
The Xia Hou clan preferred black; for major funerals, the dusk was used, and for military affairs, the black horse was used for riding, and the black horse was used for sacrifice. The Yin people preferred white; for major funerals, the sun was at noon, and the Han was used for military affairs, and the white horse was used for sacrifice. The Zhou people preferred red; for major funerals, the sunrise was used, and the horse was used for military affairs, and the red horse was used for sacrifice.
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