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In the middle of summer, the sun is in the East Well, the sun sets in the middle of Kang, and the sun rises in the middle of Wei. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Emperor Yan, and its god is Zhurong. Its insect is feathered. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Ruibin. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove, and the lung is sacrificed first. When the Lesser Heat arrives, mantises are born. Cuckoos begin to sing, and the tongue is silent. The emperor lives in the Mingtang and the Taimiao, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears red clothes, wears red jade, eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and rough. Raise strong and handsome.
Yin Zhongjun was an expert at understanding the meridians, but he became useless in middle age. There was a messenger who was always there, but he suddenly kowtowed and bled. Hao asked why? He said, "There is a matter of death that cannot be told." After a long questioning, he finally said, "My mother is nearly a hundred years old and has been ill for a long time. If the officials can find her pulse, there will be a chance of survival. Then I will kill her without any regrets." Moved by his sincerity, he had her carried in, and he took her pulse and prescribed medicine. After taking one dose of soup, he recovered. So all the classics were burned.
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