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When Wei Jie was a child, he asked Le Ling about his "dream", and Le Ling replied, "It's just thinking." Wei said, "If you dream about something that is not connected between your body and your spirit, how can it be imagination?" Le said, "It is cause. I have never dreamed of riding a car into a rat hole, or pounding vegetables with an iron pestle. This is because there is no imagination and no cause." Wei thought about the "cause" for several days but could not find one, and thus he fell ill. I was pleased to hear it, so I ordered my driver to analyze it. Wei is slightly worse. Le sighed and said, "This child must not have any serious illness in his chest!"
Taifu Xie respected Pushe Deng and often said, "Heaven and earth are ignorant and made Bo Dao childless."
Nguyen Zhongrong and the infantry lived in the south of the road, and the other Nguyens lived in the north of the road. The northern Nguyen are rich, while the southern Nguyen are poor. On July 7th, people in Northern Ruan dry clothes in the sun, all of which are made of gauze, silk, and brocade. Zhongrong hung a large cloth scarf on a pole in the middle of the courtyard. Some people may wonder why he did this, but he answered, "I am not immune to worldly matters, so I am just telling you the truth!"
Zhou Boren was the Minister of Personnel. He fell seriously ill at night in the province. At that time, Diao Xuanliang was the Minister of the Chancellery, and he rescued Bei and was very close to him. After a long time, there was a small loss. The next morning, Zhongzhi was informed and he came in a panic. As soon as he entered the house, Diao got out of bed and burst into tears, telling him about Boren's critical condition yesterday. Zhongzhi wrote on it by hand, and Diao made a copy of it and placed it beside the door. When he came forward, he did not even ask about the illness, but simply said, "You were a famous person in the Central Court, and you were as famous as He Changyu. How could you have any relationship with such a flatterer as Diao Xie?" Then he left.
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.
For a minor mourning, if the mourning is over, then the mourning is exempted. If the mourning is not reported after the funeral, then even the host will wear a cap, but if the mourning is not reported, then all will be exempted. For brothers, after the funeral, the mourning clothes are removed. When the mourning is over, the mourning clothes are removed. If the mourning is not reported, then the mourning clothes are removed. Those who are buried far away and those who cry in return all wear a cap, and they are exempted from crying in return after the funeral. When the king mourns, even if it is not the right time to do so, the master must be exempted and not scattered hemp. Even the king of a foreign country is exempted. All relatives are exempted. For those who have just died, the sacrifice must be dark. For those who have just completed the mourning period, the sacrifice must be in the morning dress and white cap.
Wang Foda sighed and said, "After three days without drinking, I feel that my body and soul are no longer close to each other."
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