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There are three Gu in Luozhong Yaya: Liu Cui, whose courtesy name is Chungu, Hong, whose courtesy name is Zhonggu, and Mo, whose courtesy name is Chonggu. They are brothers. Wang Anfeng's nephew and son-in-law. Hong is the true ancestor. Feng Huiqing, a man of great integrity in Luoyang, was named Sun and was a Bozi. Sun and Xing Qiao were both grandsons of Prime Minister Li Yin, and they were all famous along with Yin's son Shun. At that time, it was called: "Feng Caiqing, Li Caiming, pure Xing."

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Hardcore Druid

The legend says: "There are those who are light and heavy, and the wife of a prince is his aunt. There are those who are heavy and light, and the wife's parents. There are those who are without mourning and with mourning, and the prince's wife is his brother-in-law. There are those who are with mourning and without mourning, and the prince is his wife's parents." The legend says: "When the mother is divorced, the stepmother's party mourning is worn; when the mother dies, the stepmother's party mourning is worn. If the stepmother's party mourning is worn, then the stepmother's party mourning is not worn."

The Naughty Wife

Wang Rong's daughter married Pei Wei and borrowed tens of thousands of dollars. When the woman returns, she does not mention her military looks. The woman immediately returned the money and he was relieved.

The Invincible Master of School Beauty

Xu Yuan once visited Jianwen. It was a windy and calm night with a bright moon, so they composed music and talked in the room. Expressing one’s inner thoughts is Xu’s forte. The words are clear and graceful, more than usual. Although Jianwen and he had always been in sync, this encounter was even more regrettable. Unconsciously they knelt down and spoke with their hands, and the conversation lasted until almost dawn. Then he said: "Xuan Du has great talent and sentiment, so it is not easy to give him many compliments."

Urban Superpowers

King Wen of Jin had great merits and virtues, and he sat at the table with solemnity and respect, worthy of a king. Only Ruan Ji was sitting there, sitting cross-legged, whistling and singing, feeling relaxed and at ease.