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Someone ridiculed Zhou Pushe: "When he joked with his relatives and friends, he was vulgar and undisciplined." Zhou said: "I am like the Yangtze River, how can I not have a song for a thousand miles?"
Wang Xiang's mother, Mrs. Zhu, was very respectful to him. There was a plum tree in her home which produced very good fruits, so his mother always asked him to take care of it. Suddenly, a storm came and Xiang hugged the tree and cried. Xiang once slept in a separate bed, and his mother went there and chopped him in secret. When Xiang got up secretly, he chopped off the empty quilt. After returning, he knew that his mother was very sad, so he knelt before her and asked to die. The mother then realized the truth and loved him as her own son.
Zixia lost his son and lost his sight. Zengzi expressed his condolences and said, "I have heard that when a friend loses his eyesight, he should cry for him." Zengzi cried, and Zixia also cried, saying, "Oh, God! I am innocent." Zengzi said angrily, "Shang, how can you be innocent? I served the Master with you between the Zhu and Si Rivers, and retired to live on the Xihe River until I was old. The people of the Xihe River suspected you of the Master, which was your first sin; you lost your parents, and the people did not know about it, which was your second sin; you lost your son and your eyesight, which was your third sin. And you said you were innocent!" Zixia threw his staff and bowed, saying, "I was wrong! I was wrong! I have been living alone for a long time."
Yu Changren and his brothers entered Wu and wanted to stay overnight in a pavilion. The younger brothers went up first and saw the room full of children, none of whom had any intention of avoiding each other. Changren said, "Let me try and watch it." He then took a little boy with a stick and entered the door. The guests, seeing his divine appearance, retreated and hid themselves for a while.
Duke Wen liked to speak slowly, while Duke Bian was a man of courtesy and rules. When they reached Yu Gongxu, they had a big fight. Wen started to speak vulgarly, and Yu Gong said slowly: "Taizhen never speaks vulgarly all day long."
The dukes wear the robes of the rear road and the crown. The front road and the pagoda are not covered with robes. Send a car to inspect the prison equipment. The thin cloth saddles have patterns on the four sides and are placed at the four corners. Carrying the mourning caps, Youzi said: "It is not the etiquette. The funeral offerings are only dried meat and salted meat. "In sacrifice, the title of filial son or filial grandson is used; in funeral, the title of mourning son or mourning grandson is used. The mourning dress and funeral carriage are all the same. The white crown and the black cloth crown are not fringe-shaped. The black cloth crown is fringe-shaped. The officials wear the crown and offer sacrifices to the duke, and the hat and offer sacrifices to themselves. The scholars wear the hat and offer sacrifices to the duke, and the crown and offer sacrifices to themselves. The scholars wear the hat and personally welcome the deceased, so it is acceptable for the scholars to wear the hat and offer sacrifices to themselves.
Six rituals: capping, marriage, mourning, sacrifice, hometown, and meeting. Seven teachings: father and son, brothers, husband and wife, monarch and minister, elder and younger, friends, and guests. Eight policies: food, clothing, work, differences, measurement, quantity, number, and system.
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