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The Imperial Capital

Taifu Xie said to his nephew, "Zhonglang was unique for a thousand years!" The chariot said, "Zhonglang's holding is not empty, how can he be unique?"

The evening breeze is no better than the spring breeze

Xie Wei tried to lie on his back in the summer month, Xie Gong died in the early morning, did not have time to wear clothes, slipped out of the house, Fang stepped foot to ask questions, the Duke said, "You can be said to be arrogant and respectful."

The Spell of Time and Space

In this month, farmers harvested the crops. The emperor tasted the new crops and first offered them to the temple. He ordered all officials to collect the crops. The dikes were completed and the dams were carefully blocked to prepare for floods. The palaces were repaired, the walls were broken, and the city walls were repaired. In this month, no princes were appointed or high officials were established. Do not cede land, send ambassadors, or pay large amounts of money. If the winter order is carried out in the first month of autumn, the yin energy will prevail, insects will destroy the crops, and the army will come. If the spring order is carried out, the country will suffer from drought, the yang energy will return, and the five grains will not bear fruit. If the summer order is carried out, the country will have many fires, cold and heat will be unregulated, and the people will suffer from malaria.

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Deadly Memories

At first, Xie An lived in Dongshan, wearing commoner clothes. At that time, his brothers had already become rich and powerful, and they gathered at home, becoming a popular figure. Madam Liu jokingly said to An, "Shouldn't a real man be like this?" Xie scratched his nose and said, "I'm afraid I can't avoid it!"

Woke up with a girlfriend

Knowing that Daozi died, he was not buried yet; Pinggong drank, Shi Kuang and Li Diao served, beating drums and bells. Du Lin came from outside and heard the sound of the bell. He asked, "Where is he?" He said, "In his bedroom." Du Lin went to his bedroom, climbed up the stairs, poured wine, and said, "Kuang drinks this." He poured wine again, and said, "Diao drinks this." He poured wine again, and sat in the hall facing north to drink. He went down and hurried out. Ping Gong called him and said, "Lian, your heart may have been upset with me before, so I didn't talk to you. Why did you drink Kuang?" He said, "Zimao was not happy. I knew that Daozi was in the hall, so he was very kind to Zimao. Kuang is a master, and he didn't tell me, so I drank." "Why did you drink Diao?" He said, "Diao is a humble minister of the king. For a drink and a meal, I forgot the king's illness, so I drank." "Why did you drink?" He said, "Lian is a butcher. He is not a knife or a dagger, and he dared to drink with Zhifang, so I drank." Ping Gong said, "I also made a mistake. Pour wine and drink for me." Du Lin washed his cup and raised it. The Duke said to his attendant: "If I die, you must not abolish this title." As of now, after the offering, Si raised the cup and called it Du Ju.