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Wang Youjun and Xie Taifu climbed up Yecheng together. Xie Youran has far-reaching thoughts and lofty ambitions. The king said to Xie, "Yu of Xia worked hard for the king, his hands and feet were calloused; King Wen worked late and had no time to spare. Now there are many fortifications in the suburbs, and everyone should contribute. But empty talk will waste time, and superficial writing will hinder the important things. I am afraid it is not suitable for the present." Xie replied, "Qin appointed Shang Yang, and it perished in the second generation. Could it be that idle talk led to disaster?"

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Hold tight the male god's long legs

In mourning for parents, one wears a mourning hat with a tassel and straw sandals, eats porridge for three days, bathes for three months, wears a silk hat after thirteen months, and auspiciousness comes after three years. By comparing these three festivals, the benevolent can observe their love, the wise can observe their reason, and the strong can observe their will. Govern with propriety, correct with righteousness, and filial sons, younger brothers, and chaste wives can all be observed.

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The Little Chef

Dragon fell, Duke Mu summoned Xianzi and asked him, "It hasn't rained for a long time. I want to punish the young, but what should I do?" He said, "It hasn't rained for a long time, and I want to punish the young, and I'm cruel. Isn't it unacceptable!" "Then I want to punish the witch, but what should I do?" He said, "It hasn't rained, and I look for it with a foolish woman. Isn't it too distant?" "What should I do if I move the market?" He said, "When the emperor dies, the market will be open for seven days; when the princes die, the market will be open for three days. Isn't it okay to move the market for them?" Confucius said, "The people of Wei separate their bodies when they are buried; the people of Lu unite their bodies when they are buried. Good man!"

The Evil Emperor’s Bone-Eroding Pet: My beloved, don’t run!

Guo Jingchun's poem says: "There are no still trees in the forest, and no still water in the river." Ruan Fu said: "The vastness and desolation are beyond words. Every time I read this, I feel that my spirit transcends my body."