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Godly Guide

No Marriage, No Regrets: Mr. Ning's Deep Love

The abandoned woman makes a comeback

Zi Zhang died, Zengzi had his mother's death; he went to cry in the mourning at the age of 18. Someone said: "You can't mourn at the age of 18." Zengzi said: "Why should I mourn?" At the death of Youruo, Duke Dao went to mourn, and Ziyou went from the left. At the death of Qi Gu Wang Ji, Duke Zhuang of Lu made great contributions. Some said, "She was married by Lu, so she should wear the mourning clothes of a sister." Some said, "She is my grandmother, so she should wear the mourning clothes."

The wonderful life of the city

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CEO's ex-husband, please go away

The prime minister controls the state expenditures, and he must do so at the end of the year, when all the grains have been harvested. The size of the land used depends on the harvest and loss of the year. The state expenditures are controlled based on the general situation of thirty years, and the expenditures are calculated according to the income, and the number of sacrifices is calculated. In mourning, there is no sacrifice for three years, and only sacrifices to heaven, earth, and the altar of grain are performed. The mourning period is three years. In funerals and sacrifices, if the expenditure is insufficient, it is called excessive; if the expenditure is sufficient, it is called lavish. In sacrifices, do not be extravagant in good years and do not be frugal in bad years. A country without nine years of reserves is called insufficient; without six years of reserves, it is called urgent; without three years of reserves, it is not a country. Three years of farming will ensure one year of food; nine years of farming will ensure three years of food. With thirty years of peace, even if there is a disaster, drought or flood, and the people have no vegetables, then the emperor will eat and celebrate every day.

I heard I'll be super rich in the future

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?"