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When Lu Wan was appointed Sikong, someone came to him and asked for good wine. When he got it, he stood up, dropped his chopsticks on the ground between the beams and pillars, and said, "There is a lack of talent in the world, so I use you as a pillar. Please don't destroy the pillars of others." He joked, "I will take your good advice."
Wang Changshi wrote to the Grand Marshal, "He knows where to go and is worthy of being a part of the conversation."
Fan Xuanping was sitting with Jianwen, and he was about to surrender. He called Wang Changshi and said, "Please help me." Wang said, "This is beyond the power of a mountain!"
Wang Yifu's father Yi was the General of Pingbei. When he had official business, he sent messengers to discuss it, but they could not. At that time, Yi Fu was in the capital, and he ordered his carriage to meet with the Minister of State Yang Hu and the Minister of State Shan Tao. Yi Fu was a child at the time. He was handsome and talented. He could narrate things quickly and his stories were logical. Tao was very impressed by him. After he left, he continued to watch and sighed, "Shouldn't the son he had be like Wang Yifu?" Yang Hu said, "The one who will cause chaos in the world will be this child!"
Xu Shizhong and Gu Sikong were both assistants to the prime minister. At that time, they had already been met, and there were no differences in their outings, banquets and gatherings. One night, they went to the prime minister's tent to play with each other. The two of them were so happy that the prime minister ordered them to sleep in his tent. When I looked back at dawn, I felt no joy. Xu went to bed and snored loudly. The Prime Minister looked at the guests and said, "It is hard to find a place to sleep here either."
During the funeral of Confucius, his disciples wondered what to wear. Zigong said, "In the past, when the Master mourned Yan Yuan, he did not wear any clothes as if he had mourned his son; and he did the same when he mourned his son Lu. Please mourn the Master as if you had mourned your father and do not wear any clothes."
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