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Magician's Secret Paradise

Zhu Jiye said to Sun Anguo: "The knowledge of northerners is profound, comprehensive and extensive." Sun replied: "The knowledge of southerners is clear, concise and concise." Zhi Daoling heard this and said: "The sages have forgotten the words. Since the middle people, northerners read books like looking at the moon in the open air; southerners' knowledge is like peeping at the sun through a window."

Dream House

Although Yin Zhongjun was a man of broad thoughts, he was more specialized in talent and character. Suddenly talking about the four books, it was like a iron fortress in Tangchi, impregnable.

Moonlight on the pillow

When Duke Huan of the Han Dynasty was on his northern expedition and passed through Jincheng, he saw the willows he had planted when he was in Langya, all of which were ten feet in circumference. He sighed and said, "If trees are like this, how can people bear it!" He climbed up the branches and held onto the twigs, tears streaming down his face.

Rebirth in school: The domineering devil is haunting you

After Huan Xuanwu deposed the Grand Prime Minister and his son, he submitted another memorial saying, "We should give up our immediate interests in order to preserve our distant plans. If we get rid of the Grand Prime Minister and his son, we will have no future worries." Jianwen replied to the memorial by hand, saying, "I cannot bear to say it, let alone say too much." Xuanwu submitted another memorial, and his words became more bitter. Jianwen replied, "If the Jin Dynasty is prosperous, you should obey this edict. If the good fortune is gone, please avoid the path of the wise!" Duke Huan read the edict, his hands trembled with sweat, and he stopped there. Taizai and his son moved far away to Xin'an.

Jiujie Farm

Yuan Hu was poor when he was young and once worked as a servant carrying rent for others. Xie Zhenxi was traveling by boat. That night the wind was clear and the moon was bright. He heard the sound of passengers reciting poems on a boat on the river bank, which was quite sentimental. The five-character verse he recited was something he had never heard before, and he could not stop admiring it. He immediately sent someone to interrogate him in detail, and it turned out that it was Yuan himself who was reciting the historical poem he had written. Therefore, they wanted each other and were greatly appreciated.

The God-level Madness of a Beauty