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We just don't love enough

The pickled beans are the harmonious air of aquatic plants; the meat is produced on land. The beans are produced on land; the meat is aquatic. The offerings of the bamboo baskets and beans are the products of the water and soil. We dare not use the usual vulgar food and value the rich food. This is the meaning of communicating with the gods, not the way of eating. The offerings of the former kings can be eaten but not used. The crown and carriage can be displayed but not liked. The military is strong, but not enjoyable. The majesty of the ancestral temple, but it cannot be ignored. The vessels of the ancestral temple can be used but not used for their own benefit. The reason for communicating with the gods and spirits should not be the same as the meaning of comfort. The beauty of wine and liquor, the preference for dark wine and bright water, is the origin of valuing the five flavors. The beauty of embroidery and the preference for sparse cloth are the beginning of women's work. The comfort of the bamboo mat and the preference for the quilt are the light. The big soup is not harmonious, it is the value of its quality. The big jade is not polished, it is the beauty of its quality. The beauty of the red lacquer carved table and the plain carriage are the respect for its simplicity and the value of its quality. The reason for communicating with the gods and spirits should not be the same as the meaning of comfort. Only in this way can it be appropriate. The odd shapes of the tripod and the even shapes of the dishes and the yin and yang are the meaning of yin and yang. The yellow eyes are the supreme respect of the depressed qi. Yellow means the middle; eyes are the clear and bright qi. It means to pour in the middle and be clear and bright outside. To offer sacrifice to the heaven, sweep the ground and offer sacrifice there, it is the quality. The beauty of pickled meat and salt, and the popularity of salt, are because they are produced by nature. The use of a knife and the value of a phoenix knife are because of their righteousness. The sound is harmonious before it can be cut.

Flash Marriage: The Cute Wife I Stolen

Starlight Era

Wang Youjun had always looked down on Lantian, but Lantian's praise for him increased in his later years, which made Youjun particularly dissatisfied. Lantian was in danger in Kuaiji, so he stopped at Shanyin to hold funerals. Youjun was in charge of the county and repeatedly expressed his condolences, but to no avail. Later he went to the gate and let in. The host was crying, so he did not go forward but left, humiliating him. As a result, a great rift between them arose. Later, Lantian was approaching Yangzhou. The Right Army was still in the county. When he first got the news, he sent a military officer to the court to request that Kuaiji be divided into Yuezhou. However, the messenger disobeyed the imperial order and was laughed at by the wise men of the time. Lantian secretly ordered his men to count all the illegal activities in the county, and since there was already a rift between them, he ordered them to deal with it themselves. Youjun then claimed illness and left the county, and died in indignation.

Rebirth of the Wolf Emperor

The Evil Emperor's Favor: The Poison Doctor's Concubine

Xi Chao and Xie Xuan were not on good terms. When Fu Jian was about to challenge the Jin throne, he had already devoured Liang and Qi like a wolves, and was now eyeing Huaiyin like a tiger. At that time, the court discussed sending Xuan to the north to fight, and there were many different opinions among people. Wei Chao said: "This will surely help. I once worked with him in Huan Xuanwu's office and saw that all talents were used to the fullest, and even those who were just clogs were given the job. Judging from this, Rong will surely be able to achieve great success." After Yuan Gong was accomplished, people at that time all admired Chao's foresight and respected his ability to not hide his kindness due to love and hate.

Rebirth of the Fat Concubine

Xiahou Taichu once wrote while leaning against a pillar. It was raining heavily at the time, and a thunderbolt broke the pillar he was leaning against. His clothes were burnt, but his expression remained unchanged, and his book was also intact. The guests around were all stumbling and unable to stop.