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Traveling back in time to become a singing slave: My singing slave queen

It is better to not be in decline than to be inappropriate. One should not sit at the side in mourning, and one should not serve in service for great achievements.

Ten Directions Killing God

The Proud Master in Huadu

Lord Lin said to Wang Youjun: "The Chief Secretary has written hundreds of words, all of which are virtuous, but he seems to be sad that they are not bitter." Wang said: "The Chief Secretary himself does not want to make things bitter."

A woman dressed as a man and broke into the military camp

Wang Yifu was four years older than Pei Chenggong, but they were not acquainted with each other. At that time, they gathered together, all of them were famous people of the time, and said to the king: "What's the point of Pei Lingling's reputation?" The king then appointed Pei as his minister. Pei said: "I can fulfill your noble aspirations."

HX Urban Magical Young Man

He Huqi's younger brother wanted to avoid the world because of his noble sentiments, but Huqi persuaded him to take up an official post. He replied, "I am ranked fifth, why should I reduce the number of cavalry?"

After the rival becomes stronger

When the body is just dead, the host cries, the brothers cry, and the women cry and jump. After the body is straightened, the son sits in the east, the father, brother, and son of the nobles and officials stand in the east, and the officials and commoners cry in the north below the hall; the wife sits in the west, the inner women, aunts, sisters, and son stand in the west, and the outer women, led by the outer clan, cry in the north above the hall. In the funeral of an official, the host sits in the east, and the mistress sits in the west. If there are nobles and ladies, they sit, and if there are none, they all stand. In the funeral of a scholar, the father, brother, and son of the host all sit in the east, and the aunts, sisters, and son of the mistress all sit in the west. When crying for the body in the room, the host holds the quilt with both hands and cries.