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When parents die, before offering sacrifices, brothers die; after the funeral, offering sacrifices are made. If they are in the same palace, even if they are servants or concubines, offering sacrifices are made after the funeral. During sacrifices, the host's ranks are divided, and the attendants are also divided. Even the Yu Fu are the same. From the princes to the scholars, during the minor sacrifices, the host spits when offering wine; the guests and brothers all spit at it. For the major sacrifices, the host spits, and the guests and brothers all drink it. Those who attend the sacrifices and funerals tell the guests to offer sacrifices but not to eat.
Chen Zhongju once sighed and said: "People like Zhou Ziju are truly capable of governing a country. If compared to a precious sword, he is the best of the world."
Sima Wenwang asked Wu Hui: "How is Chen Xuanbo compared to his father, the Minister of Works?" Hui said: "He is well-versed in knowledge and can take the responsibility of educating the world. He is not as good as him. He is wise, concise and has made great achievements and achievements, which is worse than him."
When Jianwen entered Hualin Garden, he looked around and said to those around him, "The place where you can feel your heart does not have to be far away. The shady trees and waters remind me of Hao and Pu. I feel that the birds, beasts, and fish have come to me as my friends."
Wang Yifu was elegant and fond of the profound. He was always jealous of his wife's greed and corruption, and never mentioned the word "money". The woman wanted to test it, so she asked her maid to put money around the bed, but she couldn't do it. When Yifu woke up in the morning, he saw Qian He walking by and called out to his maid, "Pick up that thing."
Yan Ding was good at mourning: when he died, he was anxious as if he wanted to find it but couldn't get it; when he was buried, he looked around as if he wanted to follow but couldn't reach it; after the burial, he sighed as if he couldn't reach it and stopped.
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