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Six rituals: capping, marriage, mourning, sacrifice, hometown, and meeting. Seven teachings: father and son, brothers, husband and wife, monarch and minister, elder and younger, friends, and guests. Eight policies: food, clothing, work, differences, measurement, quantity, number, and system.
Then the bald people do not strip, the hunchbacks do not bare, and the lame people do not jump, not because they are not sad; if the body is sick, it is not suitable for the ritual. Therefore, it is said: the funeral ceremony is mainly about mourning. Women cry and mourn, beat their chests and feel sad; men cry and mourn, bow their heads and touch the ground, which is the extreme of sorrow.
Xi Jiabin admired the Buddhist and Taoist An Dewen, and gave him a thousand hu of rice and wrote him letters with piles of paper, expressing his sincere intentions. Daoan answered directly: "It will waste rice." He felt even more annoyed by having to wait for it.
The roars of Ruan's infantrymen could be heard from hundreds of steps away. In Mount Sumen, a true man suddenly appeared, and the woodcutters all told about him. Ruan Ji went to see, and saw the man hugging his knees beside a rock. Ji climbed the ridge to meet him, and they sat cross-legged facing each other. Ji discussed the history of the past, and explained the mysterious and quiet ways of Huang and Nong, and examined the beauty of the great virtues of the Three Dynasties. When asked about it, he did not respond. He then recounted the teachings of action, the techniques of settling the mind and guiding the qi, and watched him. He was just the same as before, staring intently without moving. Ji Yin let out a long whistle in response. After a long time, he smiled and said, "You can do it again." Ji whistled again. When his intention was exhausted, he retreated and returned halfway up the mountain. He then heard a sound from above, like the sound of drums played by several tribes, echoing through the woods and valleys. He looked back and then howled at the people.
Zhuge Liang was in Wu and attended a meeting in the court. Sun Hao asked: "Your name is Zhongsi, what do you think about?" He replied: "At home, I think about filial piety; when I serve my lord, I think about loyalty; when I am with my friends, I think about trustworthiness. That's all."
The Duke was granted the title of Yingqiu, and after five generations, they were all buried in Zhou. A gentleman said: "Enjoy what you have been born from, and do not forget your roots. An ancient person said: The fox dies at the head of a hill. This is benevolence."
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