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Yang Bing served as a military officer of Fujun Army. He died young and had a good reputation. Xiahou Xiaoruo wrote a narration for it, praising and mourning it highly. Yang Quan was the Yellow Gate Minister, and sat beside Jianwen. The emperor asked, "Xiahou Zhan was an outstanding figure in the creation of Yang Bingxu. Who are you? Do you have any descendants?" Quan replied with tears in his eyes, "My late uncle Lingwen was famous at an early age, but he had no heir. Although his name spread throughout the world, his descendants will never be born in this holy world." The emperor sighed for a long time.
In spring, the king does not surround the marshes; the ministers do not cover the flocks, and the scholars do not take the eggs of deer.
Wei Boyu was the Minister of the Chancellery. He saw Le Guang talking with famous scholars in the imperial court. He was surprised and said, "Since the death of these scholars, I have always been afraid that their opinions would be lost. Now I hear such opinions from you again!" He ordered his sons and daughters to find him and said, "This man is a mirror among people. Seeing him is like seeing the blue sky through the clouds and mist."
Huan Xuan went west and entered Shitou. The outsider said, "Sima Liang Wang has fled and rebelled." Xuan had already made up his mind, and he played horns and drums on the carriage, and sang loudly, "The sound of flutes and pipes remains, where is Liang Wang?"
Guan Ning and Hua Xin were weeding in the garden together when they saw a piece of gold on the ground. Guan swung his hoe and it looked like a piece of tile or stone, but Hua picked it up and threw it away. They once sat together reading, and someone passed by in a carriage and official robes. Ning continued reading as usual, but Xin put down his book and went out to look. Ning cut the mat and sat on the other side, saying, "You are not my friend."
When parents and grandparents are in need, the clothes are pure and in black; when parents are in need, the clothes are pure and in blue. For orphans, the clothes are pure and in white. The sleeves, edges, and borders are each an inch and a half wide.
Be not lazy when offering sacrifices. Burn the sacrificial clothes if they are worn out, bury the sacrificial utensils if they are worn out, bury the tortoise shells if they are worn out, and bury the dead animals if they are dead. Those who offer sacrifices to the public must clean their own sacrificial plates.
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