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Wang Rong lost his son Wanzi. Shan Jian went to visit him, and the king was overwhelmed with grief. Jian said, "How could the thing in the child's arms be like this?" The king said, "The sages are oblivious to emotions, and the lowest among the poor are not even capable of emotions. Emotions are focused on people of our generation." Jian was convinced by his words and felt even more sad.
When Xi Jiabin died, his wife's brothers wanted to bring their sister back, but she refused to come. He said: "Even if I cannot live in the same room with Xi Lang, I would rather not be buried in the same grave with him after death!"
When Duke Huan was in Jingzhou, he wanted to influence the Jiang and Han rivers with his virtue, and was ashamed to use power and punishment to subdue people. The official was being beaten with a stick and was passing over the red-clothed man. Huan Shi was young and came from outside. He said, "I just passed by your Excellency and saw the clerk receiving a stick. The upper part touched the root of the cloud and the lower part touched the ground." His intention was not to criticize. Duke Huan said, "I am still worried about its severity."
The roars of Ruan's infantrymen could be heard from hundreds of steps away. In Mount Sumen, a true man suddenly appeared, and the woodcutters all told about him. Ruan Ji went to see, and saw the man hugging his knees beside a rock. Ji climbed the ridge to meet him, and they sat cross-legged facing each other. Ji discussed the history of the past, and explained the mysterious and quiet ways of Huang and Nong, and examined the beauty of the great virtues of the Three Dynasties. When asked about it, he did not respond. He then recounted the teachings of action, the techniques of settling the mind and guiding the qi, and watched him. He was just the same as before, staring intently without moving. Ji Yin let out a long whistle in response. After a long time, he smiled and said, "You can do it again." Ji whistled again. When his intention was exhausted, he retreated and returned halfway up the mountain. He then heard a sound from above, like the sound of drums played by several tribes, echoing through the woods and valleys. He looked back and then howled at the people.
When Xie An was young, he asked Ruan Guanglu to talk about the White Horse Theory. I wrote this essay to show Xie, but Xie did not understand what Ruan said at that time, so I consulted him again. Ruan then sighed and said, "Not only is it impossible to find someone who can explain it, it is also impossible to find someone who can explain it!"
Confucians are knowledgeable but not exhausted, and they practice diligently but not tired; they live in seclusion but not licentious, and they are connected with their superiors but not in trouble; they value harmony in etiquette, the beauty of loyalty and trustworthiness, and the law of leisure. They promote the virtuous and tolerate the masses, and criticize the square and unite the tiles. Their generosity is like this.
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