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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.
Huan Xuanwu ordered Yuan Yanbo to compose the Northern Expedition Fu. After it was completed, the Duke and other wise men of the time read it together, and they all sighed with admiration for it. Wang Xun was sitting there at the time and said, "I regret that there is one sentence missing. If the word 'write' had enough rhyme, it would have been better." Yuan immediately took up his pen and said, "My feelings are endless, and I write alone to follow the flow of the style." The Duke said to Wang, "The people today have to praise Yuan for this."
Childhood name, crown name, fifty years old, posthumous name, Zhou Dao. The 缁 is real. Dig a stream in the middle to bathe, destroy the stove to tie the feet; when buried, destroy the clan and walk out of the gate - Yin Dao. Scholars do it.
When the king of the country died, he did not dare to receive condolences. In the middle of the outer clan room, facing south, the minor officials spread the mats, the business and the priest spread the quilt, and the scholars washed their hands on the north side of the plate. The body was moved to the coffin, and after the coffin was finished, the chief minister informed the sons, and Feng Zhi danced. The lady sat on the east side, Feng Zhi rose and danced. There are three things that scholars mourn for the emperor: they burn all night, and ride on people and walk on the road.
Wen Gong mourned his wife, from his aunt Liu family, the family value is chaotic and separated, only a daughter, very beautiful, aunt to be a subordinate to find marriage, the public secretly has the intention of self-marriage, answer Yun: "Good son-in-law is rare, but such as Yu Bi Yun what?" Report Gu Yun: "Has found a wedding place, the door is rough, the son-in-law is famous eunuch, all not reduced." Because the jade mirror stand a piece, the wedding, the girl with her hand covered with a silk fan, stroking her palms laughed and said: "I suspect it is an old slave, if it is like this!"
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