鎻愮ず锛Please remember the latest URL of this site锛zshanw.com锛両n response to the national Internet cleaning campaign, this site has cleared all pornographic novels, resulting in a large number of books being mixed up.If you open the link and find that it is not the book you want to read, please click the search icon above to search for the book again.锛孴hank you for your visit锛
When Emperor Wen of Wei accepted the abdication, Chen Qun looked sad. The emperor asked, "I have received the mandate from Heaven, why are you not happy?" The crowd said, "I and Hua Xin have obeyed the previous dynasty. Although we are happy about the emperor's influence, we still show our righteousness on our faces."
Someone asked the scholar, "What's your old surname? " He answered, "Wu Fujun is the mature and wise king of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yongchang is the most virtuous man in managing things and has a high reputation in the selection of officials. Yan Zhongbi is the crane singing in Jiugao and the white colt in the empty valley. Gu Yanxian is the zither with eight tones and the dragon with five colors. Zhang Weibao is the lush pine in the cold winter and the ethereal light in the dark night. Lu Shiheng and Shilong are the swans that circle and the drums that are waiting for the hammer. All these gentlemen: use the big pen as a hoe and paper as a fertile field. Use mystery as crops and morality as a good harvest. Use conversation as brilliance and loyalty as treasures. Write articles as brocade and contain the Five Classics as silk. Silent sitting is like a seat and Zhang Yirang is like a curtain. Practice benevolence and righteousness as a house and cultivate morality as a large house."
Pei Chenggong wrote Chongyoulun, which was criticized by people at that time, but no one could refute it. Only Wang Yifu came, like Xiao Qu. People at that time found it difficult to justify Wang Li, but Li was reiterated.
The monk Yi was in the Waguun Temple. Wang Gouzi came and talked with him, so the monk asked him to recite the principles. The monk asked the king, "Does a sage have feelings?" The king said, "No." The monk asked again, "Is a sage like a pillar?" The king said, "Like a calculation stick. Although it has no feelings, the one who moves it has feelings." The monk thought, "Who moves the sage?" Gou Zi left without an answer.
Yuan Hu was poor when he was young and once worked as a servant carrying rent for others. Xie Zhenxi was traveling by boat. That night the wind was clear and the moon was bright. He heard the sound of passengers reciting poems on a boat on the river bank, which was quite sentimental. The five-character verse he recited was something he had never heard before, and he could not stop admiring it. He immediately sent someone to interrogate him in detail, and it turned out that it was Yuan himself who was reciting the historical poem he had written. Therefore, they wanted each other and were greatly appreciated.
Wang Gong had clear words and concise ideas, and was good at narration, but he had little education and often repeated himself. Some people say that Xiao Bo always has new ideas and they don鈥檛 find it annoying.
Prime Minister Wang said: "Recently, people have compared me to Anqi and Qianli. They also recommend these two people. But they all recommend the Grand Marshal, who is particularly outstanding."
銆娞旄商旄衫惨固旄商焯焖婣ll content comes from the Internet or uploaded by netizens锛孊etfair Sports Entertainment Official WebsiteWe only promote the original author's novels. Welcome all book friends to support and collect銆娞旄商旄衫惨固旄商焯焖婰atest Chapter銆
