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After the grave is completed, they return home, and dare not enter the room. They live in a lean-to, mourning for their parents outside; they sleep on straw and pillows, mourning for their parents in the ground. Therefore, they cry without time, serve diligently for three years, and their longing for their parents is the will of filial sons and the reality of human nature.

The Heir of the Miraculous Doctor

Wang Hun's wife, Ms. Zhong, gave birth to a daughter, Lingshu. Wu Zi sought a beautiful and simple match for his sister but failed. There was a military son who was very talented. Wu Zi wanted to marry his sister to him, so he told his mother, "If he is truly talented, I can leave his land to him, but you have to let me see him." Wu Zi then let the soldier's son live with the other children and asked his mother to observe him from behind the curtain. Afterwards, his mother said to Wu Zi, "The one who wears clothes like this, is he the one you wanted to marry?" Wu Zi said, "Yes." His mother said, "This person has the talent to stand out, but the land is cold and he won't live long, so he can't make full use of his talent. Judging from his appearance and bones, he will not live long, so you shouldn't marry him." Wu Zi agreed. Bing'er died a few years later.

Trade City Love Story

When Prime Minister Wang was appointed Sikong, Tingwei Huan had two buns on his head, a bun on his head, and a staff. He peeked at him from the roadside and sighed, "People say A'long is ahead, so A'long is ahead on his own." Before he knew it, he arrived at the gate of the palace.

Douding school beauty's male nanny

When General Wang was young, he had a famous farmhouse and his pronunciation was also clear. Emperor Wu summoned the wise men of the time to discuss arts and crafts. Everyone knows a lot, except the king, who is ignorant of the matter. He looks extremely evil and claims that he only knows how to beat the drums and blow the trumpets. The emperor ordered a drum to be brought to him. He stood up, shook his sleeves, raised the drumstick and beat the drum vigorously. The syllables were harmonious and fast, and he looked heroic, as if no one was around. Everyone present admired his grandeur and vigor.

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