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People at that time discussed whether Emperor Wu of Jin made more mistakes by expelling the King of Qi or by enthroning Emperor Hui. Many people said that it was important to establish Emperor Hui. Huan Wen said: "If not, why not let the son inherit the father's business and the younger brother carry on the family sacrifices?"
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 Yifu had a handsome appearance and was good at talking about profound things. He held the white jade-handled horsehair whisk tail, which was indistinguishable from his hand.
The roars of Ruan's infantrymen could be heard from hundreds of steps away. In Mount Sumen, a true man suddenly appeared, and the woodcutters all told about him. Ruan Ji went to see, and saw the man hugging his knees beside a rock. Ji climbed the ridge to meet him, and they sat cross-legged facing each other. Ji discussed the history of the past, and explained the mysterious and quiet ways of Huang and Nong, and examined the beauty of the great virtues of the Three Dynasties. When asked about it, he did not respond. He then recounted the teachings of action, the techniques of settling the mind and guiding the qi, and watched him. He was just the same as before, staring intently without moving. Ji Yin let out a long whistle in response. After a long time, he smiled and said, "You can do it again." Ji whistled again. When his intention was exhausted, he retreated and returned halfway up the mountain. He then heard a sound from above, like the sound of drums played by several tribes, echoing through the woods and valleys. He looked back and then howled at the people.
Lord Tao was seriously ill and did not offer any suggestion for a replacement, which the officials in the court thought was resentful. When King Injo heard this, he said, "There are no cunning people at this time, so I will not pass on Mr. Tao's words." The wise men of the time regarded it as a virtuous message.
In this month, he orders the fishermen to start fishing, and the emperor goes there in person to taste the fish and first offer it to the temple. The ice is just beginning to gather, and the water in the marshes is hard. He orders to take the ice and bring it in. He orders the people to take out five kinds of food. He orders the farmers to plan their farming work, repair the plows and hoes, and prepare the farming tools. He orders the musicians to play together and then stop. He orders the four supervisors to collect firewood and firewood to share with the suburban temples and the hundreds of sacrifices.
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