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When Xie Wan went on the northern expedition, he often whistled and sang to show off his superiority, and never tried to comfort his soldiers. Xie Gong loved Wan very much, but he knew that he would definitely fail, so he went with him. Congrong said to Wan: "You are the marshal, you should invite the generals to banquets more often to win their hearts." Wan followed his advice. He summoned all the generals, but none of them said anything. He just pointed at the four people sitting around him and said, "You are all strong soldiers." The generals were very angry. In order to express his gratitude and trust, Mr. Xie personally visited everyone from the captain of the army to the commander-in-chief and expressed his sincere gratitude. When everything went wrong, the army wanted to get rid of him. He then said, "I should become a hermit." So fortunately he was spared.
When Zuche rode across the river, he was frugal, both in public and private, and had no fine clothes or toys. When the king and Yu officials went to see their ancestor, they suddenly saw overlapping fur robes and numerous precious ornaments. They were surprised and asked about it. The Master said, "There was another robbery at Nantang last night." The Master always ordered his strong men to rob money at that time, and he would tolerate the people involved without asking any questions.
The head blamed Qin Ziyu and said: "You are not as good as Wen Yong of Taiyuan, Xun Yu of Yingchuan, Zhang Hua of Fanyang, Liu Xu of Shiqing, Zou Zhan of Yiyang, and Zheng Xu of Henan. These few people are either outspoken and have no sense of rhythm or are naive and seldom talkative, or are too eloquent and have too many gestures, or are noisy and lack wisdom, or have a mouth like glue, or have a head like a pestle. But they are still impressive in their literary talent and detailed in their ideas, and they are like dragons and phoenixes, and they have all ascended to heaven."
Yang Bing served as a military officer of Fujun Army. He died young and had a good reputation. Xiahou Xiaoruo wrote a narration for it, praising and mourning it highly. Yang Quan was the Yellow Gate Minister, and sat beside Jianwen. The emperor asked, "Xiahou Zhan was an outstanding figure in the creation of Yang Bingxu. Who are you? Do you have any descendants?" Quan replied with tears in his eyes, "My late uncle Lingwen was famous at an early age, but he had no heir. Although his name spread throughout the world, his descendants will never be born in this holy world." The emperor sighed for a long time.
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