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The king sets up a shrine for all the surnames, called the Great Shrine. The king sets up a shrine for himself, called the King Shrine. The princes set up shrines for the people, called the State Shrine. The princes set up their own shrines, called Houshe. The officials below the rank set up shrines in groups, called Zhishe.
Sun Changle wrote Wang Chang's history and said, "I and my husband are not snobbish in their dealings, their hearts are like clear water, and they have the same mysterious taste."
The cavalry general Wang Wuzi was the uncle of Wei Jie. He was handsome and elegant. Whenever he saw Jie, he would sigh and say, "I feel so ugly when I have such a wealth of talent around me!"
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 the funeral of a king, if there is no small burial, he will leave as a guest of the duke; in the funeral of an official, if there is no small burial, he will leave at the order of the king; in the funeral of a scholar, he will leave without burial for an official. Whenever the host leaves, he goes barefoot, with his hem tied to his waist and his heart beat, and descends from the west steps. The king bows to the guest of state and the minister of honor at his seat; the minister, at the king's order, meets him outside the bedroom door; the messenger goes up to the hall to tell the death, and the host bows below; the scholar cries with the minister in person; he does not go against the door, the lady goes out for the lady of the king, the lady goes out for the lady's order, and the scholar's wife should not be buried, so the lady goes out.
Wang Ziyou lived in Shanyin. It snowed heavily at night. He woke up, opened the room, and ordered wine to be poured. The sky was bright all around, so I stood up and imitated the poet, reciting Zuo Si's poem to invite hermits. Suddenly I remembered Dai Andao, who was in Shan at that time, so I took a small boat to visit him at night. After walking a night, he finally arrived, but he opened the door without going forward and turned back. When asked why, the king said, "I went out for fun and returned when the fun wore off. Why should I see Dai?"
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