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When Wang Pingzi was fourteen or fifteen years old, he saw that Wang Yifu's wife, Guo, was greedy and asked her maid to collect dung on the road. Pingzi advised him against it, but he said it was not possible. Guo was furious and said to Pingzi, "When the lady was dying, she entrusted the young man to her new wife, not the new wife to the young man!" He quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes and was about to hit him with a stick. Pingzi struggled hard and managed to break free, then escaped through the window.
In bad years, when the harvest is poor, the king does not offer lungs for dinner, the horses do not eat grain, the roads are not cleared, and the sacrifices are not hung. The ministers do not eat millet, and the scholars do not enjoy drinking.
When Dai Gong saw Master Lin's tomb, he said, "His virtues are not far away, but his legacy has already been etched. I hope his spirit will last forever, and not end with his luck!"
Today's teachers groan about their divination, ask a lot of questions, talk about numbers, and advance without caring about their safety. They make people not sincere, and teach people not to use their talents; their application is perverse, and their pursuit is foolish. That is why they hide their learning and hate their teachers, suffer from the difficulty and do not know the benefit. Even if they finish their studies, they will soon leave. Is this the reason why teaching is not a punishment?
To pickle: Take the beef that has just been killed, and cut it into thin slices, and make sure to cut it into pieces; soak it in fine wine, and eat it in the morning with minced meat or soy sauce.
Wang Ziyou left the capital and was still at the foot of the islet. I had heard before that Huan Ziye was good at playing the flute, but we didn't know each other. The king met Huan passing by on the shore while he was in the boat. A passenger who recognized him said, "This is Huan Ziye." The king then sent someone to tell him, "I heard that you are good at playing the flute. Please try to play it for me." Huan was already noble and prominent at that time. He had always heard of the king's name, so he got off the car, sat on a Hu bed, and played three tunes for him. After finishing, he got in the car. The host and the guest did not exchange a single word.
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