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The light of disaster

When Wang Xun was ill, he asked Wang Wugang, "Who do people compare my army to?" Wugang replied, "People compare me to Wang Beizhonglang." Dongting turned around and lay facing the wall, sighing, "People cannot live forever!"

Urban Blood War God

Supreme Rise

Zixia asked the Master, "Live in the funeral of your mother and wife." "Live, talk, eat and drink."

Rebirth: No Regrets in This Life

The central army of Yin was headed by Yu Gong's chief secretary, who went to the capital and assembled with Prime Minister Wang. Duke Huan, Chief Secretary Wang, Wang Lantian and Xie Zhenxi were also present. The prime minister stood up, took off his tent and tied his fur coat, and said to Yin, "Today I will discuss the principles with you." They talked until three o'clock in the morning. The prime minister and Yin were on the same side, but the rest of the wise men had nothing to do with it. After the discussion, the Prime Minister sighed and said, "I have never known the source of the words I have said before, and the words and phrases are not wrong. The voice of Zhengshi is just right for you!" The next morning, Huan Xuanwu said to others, "I heard Yin and Wang Qing's words last night, which were very good. Injo was not lonely. I was also distracted from time to time. When I looked at the two Wang officials, I felt as happy as a newborn dog."

Flower Notes

Wang Shu was transferred to be the Minister of the Chancellery and was appointed as such when the matter was settled. Wendu said, "So I should yield to Du Xu." Lantian said, "Do you think I am capable of this?" Wendu said, "Why not? But being able to yield is a good thing, and I am afraid it should not be missed." Lantian said with emotion, "If you say you are capable, why should you yield? People say you are better than me, but you are definitely not as good as me."

Don't be cruel to me

Wang and Liu were together in the south of Hangzhou, and had a feast at Huanzi's home. Xie Zhenxi went to the Shangshu's tomb and returned, and cried again three days after the burial. Everyone wanted to take him back, so they first sent a letter, but he still did not agree, but he had already stopped the car. It’s important, so I’ll go back. Everyone met him outside the door, took his arm and went down, and was able to take off his cap and hat. Halfway through the feast, I realized I was still feeling tired.