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Kang Sengyuan was in Yuzhang, several dozen miles away from the city, and built a monastery. There are mountains on the side and long rivers on the side, fragrant forests line the courtyards and clear streams rush around the halls. He studied and lectured at leisure, hoping to savor the essence of his works. Many people like Yu Gong went to see him. Watching him use breathing exercises, his temperament becomes better. In addition, he was content with his situation and felt happy, so his reputation grew. Later he couldn't bear it anymore and left.

The male god becomes the fiancé

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.

See you tonight

Later on, we were still children

Taifu Xie said of Wang Xiuling: "Sizhou is a place where you can go sightseeing in the forests and lakes."

Jade Hall and Golden Palace

There are three Gu in Luozhong Yaya: Liu Cui, whose courtesy name is Chungu, Hong, whose courtesy name is Zhonggu, and Mo, whose courtesy name is Chonggu. They are brothers. Wang Anfeng's nephew and son-in-law. Hong is the true ancestor. Feng Huiqing, a man of great integrity in Luoyang, was named Sun and was a Bozi. Sun and Xing Qiao were both grandsons of Prime Minister Li Yin, and they were all famous along with Yin's son Shun. At that time, it was called: "Feng Caiqing, Li Caiming, pure Xing."

Finished Fragments

Wang Ziyou and Zijing were both seriously ill, but Zijing died first. Ziyou asked his attendants, "Why haven't we heard any news? He is already dead!" He showed no sadness at all when he spoke. They asked for a sedan chair and came to the funeral, but did not cry. Zijing had always loved the zither, so he went straight in and sat on the coffin, took out Zijing's zither and played it. When the strings were out of tune, he threw it to the ground and said, "Zijing! Zijing! Both you and the zither are gone." He was in grief for a long time, and died more than a month later.