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Le Ling was good at speaking clearly but not good at writing. He was about to resign the post of Governor of Henan and asked Pan Yue to be his deputy. Pan Yun said, "You can do it. But it must satisfy your Majesty." Le Wei described why he was humble, with about 200 words to indicate his position. Pan Zhi became a famous writer because of his intricate and complex writing. People at that time all said: "If the music had not borrowed Pan's writing, and Pan had not taken the purpose of the music, it would not have been possible to achieve this."
The monk Yi was in the Waguun Temple. Wang Gouzi came and talked with him, so the monk asked him to recite the principles. The monk asked the king, "Does a sage have feelings?" The king said, "No." The monk asked again, "Is a sage like a pillar?" The king said, "Like a calculation stick. Although it has no feelings, the one who moves it has feelings." The monk thought, "Who moves the sage?" Gou Zi left without an answer.
Pei Linggong looked at Xiahou Taichu: "He was solemn and awe-inspiring, like entering a temple. He did not practice respect but people showed respect to him." Yi said: "It was like entering an ancestral temple, where one could hear the sounds of ritual instruments. Seeing Zhong Shiji was like looking into an armory, where one could see spears and halberds. Seeing Fu Lanshuo was like looking at the Jiang Palace. Seeing a huge source on a mountain was like climbing a mountain and looking down, where it was deep and secluded."
When parents die, before offering sacrifices, brothers die; after the funeral, offering sacrifices are made. If they are in the same palace, even if they are servants or concubines, offering sacrifices are made after the funeral. During sacrifices, the host's ranks are divided, and the attendants are also divided. Even the Yu Fu are the same. From the princes to the scholars, during the minor sacrifices, the host spits when offering wine; the guests and brothers all spit at it. For the major sacrifices, the host spits, and the guests and brothers all drink it. Those who attend the sacrifices and funerals tell the guests to offer sacrifices but not to eat.
The one who makes an adult will be required to perform the etiquette of adulthood. The one who requires the etiquette of adulthood will be required to perform the etiquette of being a son, a younger brother, a minister, and a younger person. If the four behaviors are performed on people, can the etiquette not be important?
Confucian scholars live in a difficult place, sit up and stand respectfully, speak first and be honest, and act uprightly. They do not compete for the benefits of danger and ease on the road, and do not compete for the harmony of yin and yang in winter and summer. They love death and wait for it, and nourish their bodies and do things. They are like this in their preparation.
The hemp of the mourning clothes is the same as the hemp of the mourning clothes. The hemp of the mourning clothes is the same as the hemp of the great merit. If the hemp is the same, they all wear it together. Those who report the funeral report the mourning clothes, and they cry for three months. The mourning clothes of parents are shared, and those who are buried first do not mourn and are buried, and wait for the funeral. At the funeral, they wear mourning clothes.
Emperor Ming of Wei asked his younger brother Mao Zeng to sit with Xiahou Xuan, and people at that time said it was "reeds leaning against jade trees."
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