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"Confucian scholars are approachable but not robbed; they can be approached but not forced; they can be killed but not humiliated. Their residence is not lewd, and their food is not humid; their mistakes can be slightly identified but not counted. There are such people who are resolute. Confucians have loyalty and trustworthiness as armor, propriety and righteousness as oars; they act with benevolence and live with righteousness. Even if there is a tyranny, they will not change their position. They are like this in their self-reliance.
When the king gives a carriage and horses, ride to pay tribute to the gift; wear clothes to pay tribute to the gift; do not dare to ride or wear without the king's order. When the king gives, bow and place the gift on the ground with your palm; when wine and meat are given, do not bow twice. In all gifts, gentlemen and villains have different days. When offering to the king, the senior officials send the butcher, and the scholars are relatives, all bow twice and bow to send. When serving the king a meal, if there are meat peaches and straw, the straw is removed for the senior officials and the meat is removed for the scholars, and all are done by the butcher. The senior officials do not bow in person, as it is the king's response to themselves. The senior official bowed and gave gifts and left. The scholar waited for the promise and left. He bowed again, but no one bowed in return. The senior official personally gave gifts to the scholar. The scholar bowed and accepted. He bowed again in his room. He did not put on clothes before bowing. When the enemy was not present, he bowed in his room. Whenever he made an offering to a respected person, he did not dare to report it. The scholar did not accept the congratulations of the senior official. The lower official accepted the congratulations of the higher official. When the relatives were present, he addressed the person as father. If someone gave him gifts, he addressed him as father and bowed to him. The ceremony was not grand, and the clothes were not full. Therefore, the fur coat was not covered, and the carriage was not arranged in a proper manner.
After the king鈥檚 great funeral, some court opinions said that 鈥渢he national treasure should be relocated to Jingzhou.鈥 At night, the chief clerk of Guo Bao sent a letter to report the matter, saying, "The matter of Jingzhou has been settled." Guo Bao was overjoyed, and at night he opened and closed the door, calling Gang Ji to talk about the situation. Although he was not as good as the one who made the Jingzhou expedition, he looked very calm. In the morning, he sent someone to inquire about it, but there was no such thing. He immediately called the chief clerk and asked him, "Why are you misleading others?"
The king's system of salary and rank is five levels: duke, marquis, earl, viscount, and baron. The princes have five levels: senior officials, ministers, junior officials, senior officers, middle officers, and junior officers.
Jia Gonglu's second wife, Guo, was extremely jealous. She gave birth to a boy named Limin, who gave birth to Zaizhou. When Chong returned from outside, his wet nurse was holding the child in the courtyard. The child jumped for joy when he saw Chong, and Chong went into the wet nurse's arms and cried. Guo saw this from a distance and thought Chong loved his wet nurse, so he killed her. The child cried out of sorrow and refused to drink the other's milk, and thus died. Queen Guo never had any children.
Wang Ziyou and Zijing were both seriously ill, but Zijing died first. Ziyou asked his attendants, "Why haven't we heard any news? He is already dead!" He showed no sadness at all when he spoke. They asked for a sedan chair and came to the funeral, but did not cry. Zijing had always loved the zither, so he went straight in and sat on the coffin, took out Zijing's zither and played it. When the strings were out of tune, he threw it to the ground and said, "Zijing! Zijing! Both you and the zither are gone." He was in grief for a long time, and died more than a month later.
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