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When Wang Pingzi was fourteen or fifteen years old, he saw that Wang Yifu's wife, Guo, was greedy and asked her maid to collect dung on the road. Pingzi advised him against it, but he said it was not possible. Guo was furious and said to Pingzi, "When the lady was dying, she entrusted the young man to her new wife, not the new wife to the young man!" He quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes and was about to hit him with a stick. Pingzi struggled hard and managed to break free, then escaped through the window.
When Yin Zhongkan was the governor of Jingzhou, there was a flood season and he usually ate only five bowls of food, with no other dishes. When rice grains fell on the plate or table, he would pick them up and eat them. Although we want to lead things, we must do so according to their true nature. I always tell my children, "Don't think that I am giving up my former ambitions because I have been appointed to a provincial post. It is not easy for me to be in this position now. Poverty is the norm for scholars. How can I climb the branch and abandon my roots? You should save it!"
After the grave is completed, they return home, and dare not enter the room. They live in a lean-to, mourning for their parents outside; they sleep on straw and pillows, mourning for their parents in the ground. Therefore, they cry without time, serve diligently for three years, and their longing for their parents is the will of filial sons and the reality of human nature.
In the last month of summer, the sun is in the willow, the fire is in the dusk, and the Kui is in the morning. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yan Emperor, and its god is Zhurong. Its insects are feathers. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Lin Zhong. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove and the lungs. The warm wind begins to arrive, crickets live on the wall, eagles learn, and rotten grass becomes fireflies. The emperor resides in the right side of Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and coarse. He orders fishermen to kill dragons and catch alligators, and climb turtles and catch sea turtles. He orders marsh people to collect wood and reeds.
In bad years, when the harvest is poor, the king does not offer lungs for dinner, the horses do not eat grain, the roads are not cleared, and the sacrifices are not hung. The ministers do not eat millet, and the scholars do not enjoy drinking.
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