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Yang Chang and his father Yao were in the same house and were on good terms with Taifu Hu, and they both served in the imperial court and were promoted to the rank of Chariot and Cavalry Official. Early death. Changhe has five brothers and was orphaned at a young age. Hu came to cry, and seeing Changhe's mournful expression and behavior, just like an adult, he sighed and said, "My cousin is not dead!"
When officials and ministers entered or left the emperor's gate, they went through the right side of the gate and did not step on the threshold.
Someone asked Gu Changkang, "Why don't you compose the poem of Lo Sheng?" He replied, "Why don't you do the voice of an old maid?"
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.
After Jianwen died, Xiaowu, who was more than ten years old at the time, ascended the throne and did not come until nightfall. The left and right sides open with “respond as usual”. The emperor said: "When grief comes, weep. How can there be a constant?"
Xiahou Taichu once wrote while leaning against a pillar. It was raining heavily at the time, and a thunderbolt broke the pillar he was leaning against. His clothes were burnt, but his expression remained unchanged, and his book was also intact. The guests around were all stumbling and unable to stop.
Lady Wang Jiangzhou said to Xie E, "Why don't you make any progress? It's because you are so preoccupied with worldly affairs that your talent is limited."
The Xia Hou clan preferred black; for major funerals, the dusk was used, and for military affairs, the black horse was used for riding, and the black horse was used for sacrifice. The Yin people preferred white; for major funerals, the sun was at noon, and the Han was used for military affairs, and the white horse was used for sacrifice. The Zhou people preferred red; for major funerals, the sunrise was used, and the horse was used for military affairs, and the red horse was used for sacrifice.
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