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Mountain and Sea Wind

The great temple is the emperor's Mingtang. The storehouse gate is the emperor's Gaomen. The pheasant gate is the emperor's Yingmen. The sound of the wooden bell in the court is the emperor's policy. The mountain knots and the embroidery, the double eaves of the temple, the scraping of the pillars to reach the countryside, the reverse altar out of the vulture, the high altar Kanggui, and the sparse screens are the emperor's temple decorations.

Swallows fly out of the colorful clouds

Jianwen asked Sun Xinggong: "What is Yuan Yang like?" He replied: "Those who don't know him don't live up to his talent; those who know him don't take his nature."

The web of fate

Soul Eater

Cai Shuzi said: "Although Han Kangbo has no backbone, he still has a strong character."

Master Fu, your wife is cruel again

Those who follow others in mourning should not mourn until their parents are gone. Those who follow others should mourn even when their parents are dead. If a concubine leaves a female ruler, she should not mourn for the female ruler's son. According to etiquette, there is no sacrifice without the king. The crown prince does not lower his wife's parents; his wife is the same as the son of a senior official. If the father is a scholar and the son is the emperor or a prince, then sacrifices are made to the emperor or a prince, and his body is dressed in scholar's clothes. If the father is the emperor or a prince and the son is a scholar, sacrifices are made to the scholar, and his body is dressed in scholar's clothes. If a woman leaves the house when she is in mourning, she should be removed. If she leaves the house before mourning for her parents, she should be mourned for three years. If she leaves the house after mourning, it is over. If she returns without mourning, she should be mourned for a period of time; if she returns after mourning, she should be mourned for a period of time.

I'm really not strong

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?"