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Xi Jiabin admired the Buddhist and Taoist An Dewen, and gave him a thousand hu of rice and wrote him letters with piles of paper, expressing his sincere intentions. Daoan answered directly: "It will waste rice." He felt even more annoyed by having to wait for it.
Liu Yin was in the county, and was in great distress at the end of his life. He was encouraged by hearing that you were offering sacrifices to the gods. He said sternly, "Don't offer obscene sacrifices!" He asked people outside to kill the cow in the cart and offer sacrifice to the gods. Zhen Chang replied, "I have prayed for a long time, please do not bother me again."
Wang Hun was sitting with his wife, Mrs. Zhong, when they saw Wu Zi passing by the courtyard. Hun said to his wife happily, "It is a relief to have such a son." The wife laughed and said, "If I could be married to a soldier and have a son, it would be no less than this!"
Emperor Wen once ordered the King of Dong'e to compose a poem within seven steps. If he failed, he would be punished. He immediately composed a poem: "Cook the beans and make soup, strain the beans to make juice. The firewood is burning under the pot, and the beans are crying in the pot. We are from the same root, why are we so eager to harm each other?" The emperor looked deeply ashamed.
Duke Huan was sitting on a military officer's chair, which was filled with scallions, and the chair was not put down from time to time. The people eating with him did not help, but the chair was still held there, and everyone present laughed. Duke Huan said, "We don't even help each other when we are in the same boat, let alone when we are in danger?" He ordered him to be dismissed from office.
When Shusun Wushu's mother died, after the small coffin was buried, the person who carried it out of the house, stripped bare, and threw down his hat and tied his hair. Ziyou said, "You know the ritual." When the lord is supported, the fortune teller supports the right, and the archer supports the left; when the lord dies, it is carried out in this way.
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