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Falling into the dust

The three vehicles of Buddhism had stagnant meanings, and Zhi Daolin divided and judged them, making the three vehicles clear. Everyone who was sitting down and listening said that it was understandable. Sit down under the branch and talk to yourself. You will get two at the right time, but if you get three, it will be chaotic. Although Yi's disciples today have passed on the teachings, they still cannot fully understand them.

Amnesiac Concubine

When the senior officials and scholars leave their country, they shall cry for the altar and the country. They shall wear white clothes, white skirts, white caps, white hems, white sandals, and white caps, and ride horses. They shall not be early. They shall not offer food, nor shall they persuade people to be innocent; women shall not be concubines. They shall return to the service after three months.

The school beauty's immortal master

The emperor collected taxes, and went through the ranks of soldiers, and personally swore an oath to the gods to train the army. He moved left and right, sat and stood up to observe their changes; and showed them the birds and salted the benefits to observe whether they would not violate orders. He sought to subdue their wills, and did not covet their gains, so that he would win in battle and receive blessings in sacrifice.

How dazzling and touching

Shame on the beauty

In this month, the air in the sky descended, the air in the ground rose, the sky and the earth were in harmony, and the grass and trees sprouted. The king ordered to spread the farming work, and ordered the farmers in the eastern suburbs to repair the borders and examine the classics. He was good at observing the hills, slopes, dangers, plains and marshes, and the suitability of the land, and the five grains, so as to teach the people, and he must personally do it. After the farm work is done, the standard should be set first, so that the farmers will not be confused.

Peach Blossom and the Treacherous Minister

Meng Xianzi was mourning, but he hung his head but didn't enjoy himself, and he played the harp but didn't enter. The Master said, "Xianzi is one level higher than others!"