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Yanling Jizi went to Qi, and on his way back, his eldest son died and was buried between Yingbo. Confucius said, "Yanling Jizi is a person in Wu who is accustomed to etiquette." He went to see his burial. The pit was not deep enough to reach the spring, and he was buried in the seasonal clothes. After the burial, the seal was sealed, and the pit was covered with wide wheels, so that it was high enough to hide. After the enthronement, he exposed his left arm and returned his right arm to the enthronement and cried three times, saying: "Bone flesh and blood return to the earth, it is destiny. As for the soul and spirit, everything will return, everything will return." Then he left. Confucius said: "Yanling Jizi's understanding of etiquette is in accordance with it!"

The Strongest Heavenly Master

Falling in love with the male director of gynecology

The mortar is made of a 椈, and the pestle is made of a wutong. The loquat is made of mulberry, three feet long; or five feet. The end is made of mulberry, three feet long, and the handle and end are carved. The belts of the princes and officials are all five-colored; the scholars are Second collection. Li is rice wine. The urn, jar, and basket should be filled only when the contents are visible. It is heavy, and should be buried after the funeral.

Reverse Cultivation Slashing the Sky

When the father called him, he nodded but did not agree. He threw away the work in his hand, spit out the food in his mouth, and ran but did not walk.

Maid Yanran

Yin Zhongjun once went to Liu Yin's place to speak clearly. After a long time, Yin Li was slightly defeated, You kept on talking, and Liu did not answer him either. After Yin left, he said, "You are a peasant boy, you are trying to learn to speak your language."

Rebirth: Gaining a childhood sweetheart

The Duke was granted the title of Yingqiu, and after five generations, they were all buried in Zhou. A gentleman said: "Enjoy what you have been born from, and do not forget your roots. An ancient person said: The fox dies at the head of a hill. This is benevolence."