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Decent, your medicine!

Chen Zhuangzi died and went to Lu. The people of Lu did not want to cry. Duke Mu summoned Xianzi and asked him about it. Xianzi said, "In ancient times, the officials did not finish their work. Even if they wanted to cry, how could they cry? Today's officials are involved in the government of China. Even if they want not to cry, how can they not cry? Moreover, I have heard that there are two ways to cry: one is to cry for love, and the other is to cry for fear." The Duke said, "Yes, then what should we do?" Xianzi said, "Please cry in the temples of different surnames." So he cried with the Xianshi. Zhongxian said to Zengzi: "The Xia Dynasty used Mingqi to show that the people were ignorant; the Yin people used sacrificial utensils to show that the people were knowledgeable; the Zhou people used both to show that the people were suspicious." Zengzi said: "Is it not so! Is it not so! Mingqi is a ghost instrument; sacrificial utensils are human instruments; why did the ancient people die for their own parents?" Gongshu Mu's half-brother died, and he asked Ziyou. Ziyou said: "Is it a great merit?" Di Yi's half-brother died, and he asked Zixia. Zixia said: "I have never heard of it before; the people of Lu wear Qisui for him." Di Yi wore Qisui. The Qisui of today is what Di Yi asked.

My partner is the God of Wealth

The Evil Husband Rescue Plan

Yu Zisong's poem He Qiao said: "They are as dense as thousand-foot-high pines. Although they are piled up, they have branches. If they are placed in a building, they can serve as pillars."

Princess Rui

Zhou Boren said of Huan Maolun: "His experience is so arduous that it is ridiculous." Some say that this was said by Xie Youyu.

Dafeng Night Watchman

Xuanwu moved his town to Nanzhou and made the streets straight. Someone said to Wang Dongting: "When the Prime Minister first built Jiankang, he had no successor, and his arrangements were tortuous. This is inferior." Dongting said: "This is why the Prime Minister is clever. The land of Jiangzuo is small, not as good as that of China. If the roads were smooth, we could see everything at a glance. Therefore, the arrangements are tortuous and seem unpredictable."

Love is one foot high, love is one foot high

During the funeral of Confucius, two or three disciples all wore mourning clothes and went out. They wore mourning clothes when they were in a group, but not when they went out.