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Zhongni tasted it, offering sacrifices to his parents was sincere, and his steps were hurried and counted. After the sacrifice, Zi Gan asked, "When you said sacrifice, it was full of people and clear. But now your sacrifice is not full of people and clear. Why is that?" Confucius said, "Full of people means that one is far away; clear of people means that one is self-reflective. If one is far away, or if one is self-reflective, how can the gods communicate with each other, and how can there be full of people and clear of people? Feedback, music is complete, offer the offerings, arrange the rituals and music, and prepare all the officials. A gentleman is full of people and clear of people, how can he be confused? Is there only one thing to say? Everyone has his own duties."

Wang Yifu was elegant and fond of the profound. He was always jealous of his wife's greed and corruption, and never mentioned the word "money". The woman wanted to test it, so she asked her maid to put money around the bed, but she couldn't do it. When Yifu woke up in the morning, he saw Qian He walking by and called out to his maid, "Pick up that thing."

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