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The Years I Was the Emperor

Wang Dongting was the chief clerk of Xuanwu. One spring day, he and his brothers Shitou rode on horseback to the suburbs. Shi Yan and his fellow travelers marched together. Only one person from Dongting was always in front, and he could sense it several dozen steps away, but no one could understand it. Shitou and others were tired, and soon the imperial carriage returned. Everyone seemed to be an official, except Dongting Yiyi who was standing in front. His understanding is so quick.

Gaming World

Wang Ling went to see Xie Gong, and found Xi Zaochi was already sitting there, so he was supposed to lie on the same couch with him. The king wandered around without sitting down, so the duke invited him to sit on the couch opposite him. After he left, he said to Hu'er, "Zi Jing is indeed upright and honest, but people are too proud of you, which really damages his naturalness."

Linglong Brewing House

Zhao Wenzi and Shu Yu watched Jiuyuan. Wen Zi said, "If the dead can be revived, who should I go home with?" Shu Yu asked, "Is it Yang Chufu?" Wen Zi said, "He has been in Jin and has not lost his body. His knowledge is not worth mentioning." "Is it his uncle who committed the crime?" Wen Zi said, "He sees profit and does not care about his lord. His kindness is not worth mentioning. Should I follow Wu Zi? He benefits his lord without forgetting himself, and seeks his own life without abandoning his friends."

Dimension Princess

Upper

When Sun Zijing was young, he wanted to retire, and told Wang Wuzi, "I should use the stone as my pillow and rinse my mouth with stream", but he mistakenly said "rinse my mouth with the stone and use my pillow with stream". The king asked, "Can I use the stream as a pillow, or the stone as a rinse?" Sun replied, "I use the stream as a pillow to wash my ears, and I use the stone as a rinse to sharpen my teeth."

I'm too lazy to practice

In the funeral of a king, if there is no small burial, he will leave as a guest of the duke; in the funeral of an official, if there is no small burial, he will leave at the order of the king; in the funeral of a scholar, he will leave without burial for an official. Whenever the host leaves, he goes barefoot, with his hem tied to his waist and his heart beat, and descends from the west steps. The king bows to the guest of state and the minister of honor at his seat; the minister, at the king's order, meets him outside the bedroom door; the messenger goes up to the hall to tell the death, and the host bows below; the scholar cries with the minister in person; he does not go against the door, the lady goes out for the lady of the king, the lady goes out for the lady's order, and the scholar's wife should not be buried, so the lady goes out.