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Love is hard to resist

In the first month of spring, the sun is in Yingshi, the sun is at the middle of the zodiac, and the sun is at the middle of the zodiac. The days are Jia and Yi. The emperor is Dahao, and the god is Jumang. The insect is scale. The note is Jiao, and the musical scale is Dachu. The number is eight. The taste is sour, and the smell is rancid. The sacrifice is offered to the door, and the spleen is sacrificed first.

Attack of the original wife

After Zhi Daoling passed away Faqian, his spirit became depressed and his character deteriorated. He often said to people: "In the past, Jiang Shi gave up his axe and asked the people of Ying for help, and Ya Sheng gave up his string instrument and asked Zhong Zi for help. They pushed themselves to seek outside, and it was not in vain! Now that the secret agreement is gone, no one will appreciate my words. With the knot in my heart, I will die!" One year later, Zhi died.

You didn't come back as expected

Falling Leaves Chasing the Wind

Serving parents is secretive but not offending, and the left and right are not good at taking care of them. They serve diligently until death and mourn for three years. If one makes a mistake in serving the lord but does not hide it, and takes good care of the lord in a proper way, and serves diligently until death, he shall mourn for three years. If one makes no mistake in serving the teacher and does not hide it, and takes good care of the lord in a proper way, and serves diligently until death, he shall mourn for three years in his heart.

The Price of Love

In ancient times, both the noble and the humble used sticks. When Shusun Wushu went to court, he saw a wheelman using a stick to lock the hub and pull the wheel. So there was a cane and then a stick. Chiseling a towel with rice was done by Gongyang Jia.

Snob

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."