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This feeling is still the same, the old friend is still alive

When Han Kangbo was a few years old, his family was extremely poor. During the severe cold weather, he could only afford a jacket. The mother, Lady Yin, made it herself and asked Kang Bo to hold the iron. She said to Kang Bo, "Put on the quilt and make the scarf again soon." The child said, "It is enough. There is no need to make the scarf again." The mother asked why. He replied, "There is fire in the iron and the handle is hot. Now that I'm wearing chopsticks and clothes, the bottom should also be warm, so there is no need for ears." His mother was very surprised and knew that it was a national instrument.

The Heirs

Ren Yuchang was quite famous when he was young. After Emperor Wu of Han passed away, he selected 120 mourners who were the most outstanding talents of the time, and Yuchang was among them. Wang Anfeng selects women

I'm checking for evidence in the human world

Xun Minghe and Lu Shilong had not met each other before, and both met Zhang Maoxian and sat down. Zhang Ling spoke together. Since he has great talent, we should not treat him as an ordinary person. Lu raised his hand and said, "The cloud is Lu Shilong." Xun replied, "Xun Minghe is under the sun." Lu said, "Now that you have seen the white pheasant through the blue sky, why don't you draw your bow and shoot arrows?" Xun replied, "I thought the cloud dragon was strong, it must be a mountain deer or wild elk. The beast is weak and the crossbow is strong, so the shot is slow." Zhang clapped his hands and laughed.

The Mad Medical Concubine: The Emperor's Uncle Can't

Xiaowu belongs to Wang Xun asking for a son-in-law, saying: "Wang Dun, Huan Wen, Lei Yu of the flow, neither can be recovered, and small as you wish, also good Yu family affairs, cool is not necessary. Just like the real long, Zi Jingbi, the best.

Thunder destroys Jiuchen

Wang Ziyou and Zijing were both seriously ill, but Zijing died first. Ziyou asked his attendants, "Why haven't we heard any news? He is already dead!" He showed no sadness at all when he spoke. They asked for a sedan chair and came to the funeral, but did not cry. Zijing had always loved the zither, so he went straight in and sat on the coffin, took out Zijing's zither and played it. When the strings were out of tune, he threw it to the ground and said, "Zijing! Zijing! Both you and the zither are gone." He was in grief for a long time, and died more than a month later.

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