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Huan Xuan went west and entered Shitou. The outsider said, "Sima Liang Wang has fled and rebelled." Xuan had already made up his mind, and he played horns and drums on the carriage, and sang loudly, "The sound of flutes and pipes remains, where is Liang Wang?"
Lord Tao was seriously ill and did not offer any suggestion for a replacement, which the officials in the court thought was resentful. When King Injo heard this, he said, "There are no cunning people at this time, so I will not pass on Mr. Tao's words." The wise men of the time regarded it as a virtuous message.
Gu Changkang worshipped Huan Xuanwu's tomb and composed a poem: "The mountains collapsed and the seas dried up, where will the fish and birds go?" Someone asked him: "You relied on Huan so much, can you see your crying?" Gu said: "My nose is like a wide wind, and my eyes are like a river bursting." Someone else said: "My voice is like thunder that breaks the mountain, and my tears are like a river pouring into the sea."
Duke Ai asked Ru Bei to learn the funeral rites of scholars from Confucius, and the funeral rites of scholars were written there. Zigong watched the wax. Confucius asked, "Are you happy?" He replied, "All the people in the country are crazy, and I don't know how to be happy!" Confucius said, "A hundred days of wax and a day of radiance are not what you know. If you stretch without relaxing, civil and military officials cannot do it; if you relax without stretching, civil and military officials cannot do it. Tension and relaxation are the way of civil and military officials."
When Ji Wuzi was ill, he went to see him without saying "Qi Sui". He said, "This way of life will soon be lost. Only gentlemen can say Qi Sui in public." Wuzi said, "Isn't that good? Gentlemen should show their modesty." When he was buried, Zeng Dian leaned against his door and sang.
When Huan Xuanwu died, Huan Nanjun was five years old and the mourning period had just ended. Huan's chariot and cavalry went to see off his former civil and military officials. He pointed to Nanjun and said, "These are all your family's former officials." Xuan responded by weeping loudly, and those around him were moved. The charioteer always looked at his own seat and said, "When Lingbao has grown up, this seat should be returned to him." He loved Ju more than his own son.
Confucius was an orphan at a young age, and he did not know his tomb. He was buried at the intersection of Wufu. People who saw it all thought it was a funeral. His caution was probably a funeral.
Wang Dun led his troops to Daheng, and Emperor Ming came out of the central hall. Wen Qiao was the prefect of Danyang. The emperor ordered him to cut the big beam, but it was not cut yet. The emperor became furious and glared at him. Everyone around him was terrified. Summon all the gentlemen. When Qiao arrived, he did not thank him, but only asked for wine and roast meat. Wang Dao arrived in a moment, knelt barefoot on the ground and apologized, saying: "The majesty of Heaven is with Yan, so Wen Qiao has no time to apologize." Qiao then knelt down to apologize, and the emperor was relieved. Everyone admired the king's wise words.
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