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The Evil Woman in Power: My Husband is a Traitor

Zhong Yu and Zhong Hui were well-known since they were young. When he was thirteen years old, Emperor Wen of Wei heard about it and said to his father Zhong Yao, "You can order the two sons to come." So he ordered an audience with him. Yu's face was sweating. The emperor asked, "Why is your face sweating?" Yu replied, "I am trembling with fear and sweating like pulp." The emperor asked Hui again, "Why are you not sweating?" Hui replied, "I am trembling with fear and sweating like pulp."

Xia Miaomiao's German Dream

Taifu Xie gathered on a snowy day to discuss the meaning of the essay with his children. Suddenly it started snowing heavily. The Duke said happily, "What does the falling snow look like?" His brother's son Hu'er said, "It's somewhat like salt being sprinkled in the air." His brother's daughter said, "But not as good as willow catkins flying in the wind." The Duke laughed heartily. She is the daughter of your elder brother Wu Yi, and the wife of General-Left Wang Ning.

The billionaire chief surrendered

The story of a supporting actor turning over a new leaf

In funerals, we want them to be relaxed; in auspicious events, we want them to be relaxed. Therefore, even if funerals are hasty, they should not be over-ruled; even if auspicious events are delayed, they should not be lazy. Therefore, if you are too noisy, you are wild; if you are too busy, you are a mean person.

White dew turns to frost

When Wang Changshi was seriously ill, he lay under the stirrup, turned the whisk to look at him, and sighed, "A man like him will never live to be forty!" When he died, Liu Yin came to the funeral and stuck the whisk with a rhinoceros horn handle into the coffin, and was heartbroken.

I like Xue Yang

Yu Fa started out competing for fame with Zhi Gong, but later his spirit gradually returned to Zhi Gong, which made Yu Fa very angry, so he fled to Yanxia. He sent his disciples out of the capital to send envoys to Kuaiji. Yu Shizhi impartially lectured on skits. The disciple who was given the precepts said: "Daolin said that when you arrived, it should be in a certain volume." He then pointed out the problems dozens of times and said: "The old passage is no longer accessible." The disciple did as he was told and went to Master Zhi. I am currently giving a lecture, so I would like to express my thoughts. After going back and forth for a long time, Lord Lin finally surrendered. He said sternly: "How can you be trusted with a ride again?"