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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.
Yin Zhongjun was an expert at understanding the meridians, but he became useless in middle age. There was a messenger who was always there, but he suddenly kowtowed and bled. Hao asked why? He said, "There is a matter of death that cannot be told." After a long questioning, he finally said, "My mother is nearly a hundred years old and has been ill for a long time. If the officials can find her pulse, there will be a chance of survival. Then I will kill her without any regrets." Moved by his sincerity, he had her carried in, and he took her pulse and prescribed medicine. After taking one dose of soup, he recovered. So all the classics were burned.
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