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Liu Yin often said of Wang Changshi: "He has a very open mind, but he is naturally restrained."
He Cidao went to the Wuguang Temple to worship diligently. Ruan Sikuang said to him, "Your ambition is as great as the universe, and your courage will last forever." He asked, "Why are you suddenly rejected today?" Ruan said, "I planned to build a county with thousands of households, but I couldn't get it. So you are planning to become a Buddha, isn't that great?"
After the grave is completed, they return home, and dare not enter the room. They live in a lean-to, mourning for their parents outside; they sleep on straw and pillows, mourning for their parents in the ground. Therefore, they cry without time, serve diligently for three years, and their longing for their parents is the will of filial sons and the reality of human nature.
Prince Jing and Yang Sui were good friends. Sui was a noble and honest man. He was a secretary of the Central Secretariat but died young. The king mourned deeply and said to Dongting: "It is a pity for the country!"
Chen Yi from Wu County was a very filial man. His mother liked to eat burnt rice at the bottom of the pot. He was left as a clerk in the county. He always carried a bag with him. Whenever he cooked, he would store the burnt rice in it and bring it back to give to his mother. Later, when the bandit Sun En escaped from Wu County, Yuan Fujun went to fight immediately. He left behind several buckets of burnt rice that he had collected, but before he could return home, he took it with him to join the army. Fought at Hudu and was defeated. The soldiers were defeated and fled to the mountains and swamps, where many died of starvation. Only the remaining soldiers survived by eating burnt rice. People at that time believed that it was the reward for filial piety.
Zixia had just finished mourning and came to see me. I played the zither, but it didn't harmonize, and it didn't make any sound when I played it. He stood up and said, "I have not forgotten my grief. The ancient kings established the rites, and I dare not go beyond them."
When Wang Changshi was seriously ill, he lay under the stirrup, turned the whisk to look at him, and sighed, "A man like him will never live to be forty!" When he died, Liu Yin came to the funeral and stuck the whisk with a rhinoceros horn handle into the coffin, and was heartbroken.
Yin Jingzhou had some knowledge and wrote a fu, which was similar to Shu Xi's slow play. Yin thought he was talented and said to Wang Gong, "I just saw a new article, it's very interesting." He then took it out of the handkerchief box. When the king read it, Yin couldn't help laughing. After the king had looked at it, he neither laughed nor expressed his likes or dislikes. He just pasted it with his wish. Yin felt lost.
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