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Out of print fake school idol

After Wang Runan took off his birth mourning clothes, he stopped at the tomb. Whenever my brother's son Ji came to pay respect to the tomb, he would never visit my uncle, and my uncle would not wait for him either. When the time for Ji Tuo passes, only the cold and fever will be stopped. Later, he asked Ji about recent events and his answers were very meaningful, which surprised Ji and made him extremely disappointed and shocked. Still talking, creating a clear and subtle world. Jixian had no respect for his father-in-law or nephew, so when he heard his words, he was frightened and his heart and body were solemn. So we stayed and talked all day and night. Although Ji was handsome, he thought he was lacking, so he sighed and said, "There is a famous person in my family, but I didn't know about him for thirty years!" When Ji left, his uncle saw him off to the door. Ji Congqi had a horse, which was extremely difficult to ride and few people could ride it. Ji Liao asked Shu: "Do you like riding?" Shu replied: "Yes, I do." Ji then asked Shu to ride a difficult horse. Shu had a wonderful figure and could turn the whip like a spiral. No famous rider could surpass him. Ji Yi sighed that it was hard to predict and it was not just one thing. After returning, Hun asked Ji, "Why did you travel for so many days?" Ji said, "I just met my uncle." Hun asked why. Ji Ju sighed and said this. Hun said, "How about me?" Ji said, "Ji is better than you." Whenever Emperor Wu met Ji, he would tease him by saying, "Is your fool uncle dead?" Ji always had no answer. After getting Shu, Emperor Wu asked again as before. Ji said, "My uncle is not stupid." He praised his true beauty. The emperor asked, "Who can compare to him?" Ji said, "Below Shan Tao, and above Wei Shu." Thus he became famous. At the age of 28, he began his official career.

A contract, a domineering president is too dangerous

Zhang Ping recommended him as a filial and honest official and sent him out of the capital. He was so proud of his talent that he said he would be among the great men of the time. When he wanted to see Liu Yin, his fellow villagers and those who had made the same decision laughed at him. Zhang then went to Liu. Liu Xizhuo was in charge of the affairs, sitting in the office, only aware of the cold and heat, and his mind was not in tune with it. Zhang wants to act spontaneously without any reason. Soon, the Chief Secretary and other wise men came to give clear advice. When there was a disagreement between the host and the guest, Zhang would judge from a distance, sitting at the end of the table. His words were concise but profound, and were enough to express the thoughts of both parties. Everyone in the room was amazed. Zhen Changyan sat on the top and talked all day long, so he stayed overnight until dawn. When Zhang retreated, Liu said, "You go now. I will take you to Fujun together." Zhang returned to the boat and asked his friend where to stay. Zhang smiled but did not answer. Soon, Zhenchang sent missionaries to find Zhang Xiaolian's boat, and his companions were shocked. They were taken to Fujun together. When they arrived at the gate, Liu Qianjin said to Fujun, "Today I have found a brilliant choice of Doctor of the Ministry of Rites for you!" When he went forward, Fujun talked to him, praised him and said, "Zhang Pingbo is a master of reasoning." He then appointed him as Doctor of the Ministry of Rites.

There's no one I can't afford to offend

Star Beast Mark

Return to the countryside

The host pays the guest to the door, the song ends three times, and the host offers it; the sheng enters three times, and the host offers it; the interlude ends three times, and the music ends three times. The musician announces that the music is ready, and then leaves. One person raises the cup, and then the Sizheng stands there, knowing that he can harmonize the music without drifting.

Rebirth of the Prosperous Era

After Yin Zhongjun was deposed from Dongyang, he began to read Buddhist scriptures. When I first read Vimalakirti, I suspected that there was too much Prajnaparamita. Later, when I read the short piece, I hated that there were so few words.