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Yan Guest wrote to Yuan Hu, Dao Dai An Dao, Xie Jushi said: "The wind of constant appointment, should have some propaganda ear."
Zi Zhang asked: "The Book of Documents says: 'Emperor Gaozong did not speak for three years, and he was happy when he spoke.' Is it true?" Zhongni said: "Why is it not true? In ancient times, when the emperor died, the crown prince listened to the prime minister for three years."
The lower officials of the princes are regarded as the best farmers, and their salaries are enough to replace their farming. The middle and upper officials are twice the lower officials, the upper officials are twice the middle officials, and the lower officials are twice the upper officials; the ministers have the salary of the four great officials; the kings have the salary of ten ministers. The ministers of the second-class countries have the salary of the three great officials; the kings have the salary of ten ministers. The ministers of the small countries have the salary of twice the great officials, and the kings have the salary of ten ministers.
When Wang Changshi was seriously ill, he lay under the stirrup, turned the whisk to look at him, and sighed, "A man like him will never live to be forty!" When he died, Liu Yin came to the funeral and stuck the whisk with a rhinoceros horn handle into the coffin, and was heartbroken.
After Yin Zhongjun was deposed from Dongyang, he began to read Buddhist scriptures. When I first read Vimalakirti, I suspected that there was too much Prajnaparamita. Later, when I read the short piece, I hated that there were so few words.
In the last month of summer, the sun is in the willow, the fire is in the dusk, and the Kui is in the morning. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yan Emperor, and its god is Zhurong. Its insects are feathers. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Lin Zhong. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove and the lungs. The warm wind begins to arrive, crickets live on the wall, eagles learn, and rotten grass becomes fireflies. The emperor resides in the right side of Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and coarse. He orders fishermen to kill dragons and catch alligators, and climb turtles and catch sea turtles. He orders marsh people to collect wood and reeds.
Prince Jing and Yang Sui were good friends. Sui was a noble and honest man. He was a secretary of the Central Secretariat but died young. The king mourned deeply and said to Dongting: "It is a pity for the country!"
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