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When General Wang was young, he had a famous farmhouse and his pronunciation was also clear. Emperor Wu summoned the wise men of the time to discuss arts and crafts. Everyone knows a lot, except the king, who is ignorant of the matter. He looks extremely evil and claims that he only knows how to beat the drums and blow the trumpets. The emperor ordered a drum to be brought to him. He stood up, shook his sleeves, raised the drumstick and beat the drum vigorously. The syllables were harmonious and fast, and he looked heroic, as if no one was around. Everyone present admired his grandeur and vigor.
Zhao Wenzi and Shu Yu watched Jiuyuan. Wen Zi said, "If the dead can be revived, who should I go home with?" Shu Yu asked, "Is it Yang Chufu?" Wen Zi said, "He has been in Jin and has not lost his body. His knowledge is not worth mentioning." "Is it his uncle who committed the crime?" Wen Zi said, "He sees profit and does not care about his lord. His kindness is not worth mentioning. Should I follow Wu Zi? He benefits his lord without forgetting himself, and seeks his own life without abandoning his friends."
In this month, he ordered the chief priests to inspect the sacrificial offerings and check whether they were complete, examine the fodder and livestock, and see if they were fat or thin. They must compare the items, measure the size, and check the length, and make sure they were all in the right size. If the five items were prepared appropriately, the God would be pleased. The emperor would then have a difficult time to reach the autumn weather. He would have dogs taste hemp and offer it to the sleeping temple first.
Confucius said: "To bring death to the dead is unkind and cannot be done; to bring life to the dead is ignorant and cannot be done. Therefore, bamboo cannot be used, tiles cannot taste good, wood cannot be cut, zither and qin are stretched but not level, 竽笙 are complete but not harmonious, there are bells and chimes but no bamboo shoots, which are called Ming vessels, which are divine."
Yin Zhongjun asked: "People naturally have no intention of accepting the offer. Why are there so few righteous people and so many evil people?" No one said anything. Liu Yin replied, “It is like writing water on the ground. It flows freely in all directions without any square or round shape.” He was amazed at the moment and thought that his name was well-known.
Bo Gao died in Wei and went to Confucius. Confucius said: "Why should I cry? For my brothers, I cry in the temple; for my father's friends, I cry outside the temple gate; for my teacher, I cry in the bedroom; for my friends, I cry outside the bedroom door; for my acquaintances, I cry in the wild. In the wild, it is already distant; in the bedroom, it is already important. Since You Ci came to see me, I cried to Ci's family." Then he ordered Zigong to be the host and said: "If you come to cry for you, bow to him; if you know that Bo Gao came, don't bow."
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