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Arrogant Little Poisonous Concubine

In the first month of summer, the sun is in Bi, the sun sets in Yizhong, and the sun rises in Wunuzhong. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yandi, and its god is Zhurong. Its insect is feather. Its note is Zheng, and its rhythm is Zhonglü. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove god, and its lung is sacrificed. Crickets chirp, earthworms come out, king melons grow, and bitter herbs bloom. The emperor lives in the left side of the Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and rough.

Princess, please stop messing around.

My stunning landlady

Prime Minister Wang said: "Recently, people have compared me to Anqi and Qianli. They also recommend these two people. But they all recommend the Grand Marshal, who is particularly outstanding."

The Ultimate Instructor

Zisi's mother died in Wei, and he went to Zisi, and Zisi cried in the temple. When the disciples came, they said, "Shu's mother died, why did you cry in Confucius' temple?" Zisi said, "I was wrong, I was wrong." Then he cried in another room.

The outside is rotten, the inside is golden

When Deva first arrived, he lectured on Abhidharma at Dongting House. When he had just started the lecture, the seat was cut short by half, and Sengmi said, "Everyone has understood it all." He then divided the seat into four parts and those who were interested in Taoism went to the other room to give the lecture themselves. After Deva finished his lecture, Dongting asked the Taoist Fagang, "None of my disciples understood, but how could Amitābha understand? What did he get?" He said, "It is roughly correct, but I may not have understood it in detail."

Zombie Rebirth

Sun Zijing was talented and was admired by many people when he was young, and he only respected Wang Wuzi. When Wu Zi died, all the famous scholars came to visit him. Zi Jing came later and wept bitterly in front of the corpse, and all the guests shed tears. After crying, he said to the coffin: "You always like me to imitate the sound of a donkey. Now I will do it for you." His voice sounded like his real voice, and all the guests laughed. Sun raised his head and said, "Let your people live and let this man die!"