人替兿书小说

Don't disappoint the ancient water chestnut

Wang Yifu sighed: "When I talk with Le Ling, I always feel that what I say is annoying."

Not as good as the emperor

Shan Jilun was the governor of Jingzhou, and he often went out for fun. People composed a song about it, saying: "Shan Gong was drunk once, and went straight to Gaoyang Pond. He returned home without a care in the world, and knew nothing about tea. He could ride a fine horse, and chopsticks upside down on the fence. He raised his hand and asked Ge Qiang, how he compared to the boy from Bingzhou?" Gaoyang Pond is in Xiangyang. Qiang was his favorite general, and was from Bingzhou.

Fairy meets rich second generation

Sun Xiu liked to shoot pheasants. When it came to the time to shoot, he would leave in the morning and return in the evening. All the ministers advised: "This is a small thing, why bother with it so much?" Xiu said: "Although it is a small thing, it is more upright than others, that is why I like it."

I deliver express to the underworld

Confucius cried for Zilu in the courtyard. There were people who came to pay their respects, and the Master bowed to them. After crying, he brought in the messenger and asked why. The messenger said: "It has been minced." Then he ordered to mince it.

The Name of God

Can't the male lead be afraid of ghosts?

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.