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In the middle of summer, the sun is in the East Well, the sun sets in the middle of Kang, and the sun rises in the middle of Wei. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Emperor Yan, and its god is Zhurong. Its insect is feathered. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Ruibin. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove, and the lung is sacrificed first. When the Lesser Heat arrives, mantises are born. Cuckoos begin to sing, and the tongue is silent. The emperor lives in the Mingtang and the Taimiao, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears red clothes, wears red jade, eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and rough. Raise strong and handsome.
Wang Zhonglang promoted Xu Xuandu as the official of the Ministry of Personnel. Xi Chongxi said, "The king is doing good things, so you can't let Ah Shu sit there."
After Huan Xuan usurped the throne, he was about to set up a direct office and asked his attendants, "Where should the Huben Zhonglang Office be located?" Someone answered, "There is no office." This was extremely against the emperor's will at the time. I asked, "How do you know there is none?" He answered, "Pan Yue wrote in his Autumn Poem, 'I am also the General of the Tiger Guards, and I am in charge of the Ministry of Cavalry.' Xuan Zi praised it.
Meng Xianzi was mourning, but he hung his head but didn't enjoy himself, and he played the harp but didn't enter. The Master said, "Xianzi is one level higher than others!"
If the person who attends the funeral is not the host, the host will bow to the guest and see off the guest. The person who attends the funeral, from the Qisui and below, enters the left courtyard and faces north, cries until he is exhausted, takes off the mourning robe in the east of the order, takes the seat and bares the body, cries and dances with the host. Cry again and cry for the third time, and if there is a guest, the host bows to the guest and sees him off. The husband and wife treat each other as if they were crying morning and night, and their position does not change.
Xiahou Taichu once wrote while leaning against a pillar. It was raining heavily at the time, and a thunderbolt broke the pillar he was leaning against. His clothes were burnt, but his expression remained unchanged, and his book was also intact. The guests around were all stumbling and unable to stop.
Yin Jingzhou had some knowledge and wrote a fu, which was similar to Shu Xi's slow play. Yin thought he was talented and said to Wang Gong, "I just saw a new article, it's very interesting." He then took it out of the handkerchief box. When the king read it, Yin couldn't help laughing. After the king had looked at it, he neither laughed nor expressed his likes or dislikes. He just pasted it with his wish. Yin felt lost.
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