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Wang Rong had some favorite lychees. When he sold them, he was afraid that someone would get the seeds, so he always drilled the pits.
Emperor Ming of Wei cut off the tiger's claws and fangs in Xuanwu Field and allowed the people to watch. Wang Rong, who was seven years old, also went to see him. Hu Chengxian climbed up the fence and roared, the sound shook the earth, and all the onlookers were frightened and fell down. Rong Zhanran remained motionless and showed no fear at all.
Duke Xiang of Song buried his wife with a hundred jars of salted meat. Zeng Zi said, "Since it is said that the utensils are clear, it is also filled." At the funeral of Meng Xianzi, Si Tu Lu returned to Si Bu. The Master said, "Yes." Reading the 赐, Zengzi said, "It is not ancient, it is a second report." Cheng Zigao was ill in bed, and Qing Yi came in and asked, "Your illness has worsened. If it becomes a serious illness, what should I do?" Zigao said, "I have heard that life is beneficial to people, and death is not harmful to people. Even if I am not beneficial to people in life, can I harm people in death? When I die, choose a place where no food is eaten and bury me there."
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.
Yuan Yang once visited Liu Hui, but Hui was sleeping inside and had not yet woken up. Yuan Yin composed a poem to tune it: "The horn pillow is as bright as the silk, and the brocade quilt is as rotten as the long mat." Liu Shang, the daughter of Emperor Ming of Jin, saw the poem and was dissatisfied, saying: "Yuan Yang, a madman left over from the ancient times!"
The shooting officer put the pot in progress, and put two and a half arrows in between, and turned his seat, set the middle, facing east, and held the eight counting.
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