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Reborn as a little brother

The people of Wei believed that turtles were knowledgeable. Chen Ziche died in Wei. His wife and her family's senior officials planned to bury him alive with her. After the plan was finalized, Chen Zikang arrived and told her, "My master is ill and there is no one to take care of him. Please bury him alive with me." Zikang said, "Burying him alive with me is not a courtesy. Even if I do, who should take care of him like my wife and the prime minister? If I have to, I will do it. If I have to, I will let my two sons do it." So he did not do it.

Special Forces Officer's Child Bride

Wang Ziyou served as a military officer under Huan's chariot and cavalry. Huan said to the king, "You have been in the government for a long time. You should take care of things for me." He did not answer at first, but looked up, supported his cheek with his hand and said, "The west mountain has a refreshing breeze this morning."

Seven "brothers" by mistake

Cold Young Master's Domineering Love

In ancient times: public land was rented but not taxed. Markets and shops were not taxed. Customs were checked but not levied. The forests, hills, rivers and marshes were visited at regular times but not prohibited. The land of the gui was not taxed. The people's labor was used, but not more than three days a year. There was no porridge in the fields, and no request for graves. The Sikong held the measure and measured the land, and the people lived in the mountains, rivers, marshes and marshes, and the four seasons. The distance of the land was measured, and the work was done according to the people's strength. When commanding the people: the old people were given the work, and the strong people were given the food. The talents of the people must be made according to the cold, warm, dry and wet weather of heaven and earth, and the different shapes of valleys and rivers. The people living in the land had different customs: hardness, softness, lightness, heaviness, slowness and speed were different, the five flavors were different, the tools were made differently, and the clothes were different. Improve their education, but do not change their customs; standardize their politics, but do not change their suitability. The people of China, Rong, and Yi, all have their own natures, which cannot be changed. The people of the East are called Yi, who have hair and tattoos, and some do not eat cooked food. The people of the South are called Man, who have carvings and patterns, and some do not eat cooked food. The people of the West are called Rong, who have hair and fur clothes, and some do not eat grains. The people of the North are called Di, who wear feathers and live in caves, and some do not eat grains. China, Yi, Man, Rong, and Di all have a safe place to live, a harmonious taste, suitable clothes, and tools. The people of the five directions do not speak the same language and have different tastes. To reach their aspirations and communicate their desires: the East is called Ji, the South is called Xiang, the West is called Didi, and the North is called Yi.

Rebirth of a Warm Marriage: Where Can My Lovely Wife Escape

Hao Long served as a military officer in the Southern Barbarian Army under Duke Huan of Qin. On the third day of March, Hao Long met with the army and wrote a poem. Those who fail to do so will be fined three liters of wine. Long Chu thought he could not accept the punishment, so after drinking, he took up his pen and wrote a poem: "A fish jumps into the clear pond." Huan asked, "What is a fish?" He answered, "The barbarians call fish 'fish'." Huan Gong asked, "Why do you write in the barbarian language when you write a poem?" Long said, "I came a thousand miles to join you and was appointed as a military officer in the barbarian government. How can I not write in the barbarian language?"

Love is worth it: Mr. Ou’s love for his wife is a little sweet

Xiahou Taichu once wrote while leaning against a pillar. It was raining heavily at the time, and a thunderbolt broke the pillar he was leaning against. His clothes were burnt, but his expression remained unchanged, and his book was also intact. The guests around were all stumbling and unable to stop.