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When holding the emperor's utensils, one should put on the balance, the king should balance, the great officials should rein it, and the scholars should carry it.
Wang Lantian is impatient. Once when he was eating an egg, he tried to poke it with chopsticks, but failed. He became very angry and threw the egg to the ground. The egg was still spinning on the ground, so he went down to the ground and tried to step on it with the teeth of his clogs, but still couldn't catch it. He became very angry, so he took it from the ground and put it in his mouth, bit it into pieces, and then spat it out. Wang Youjun heard this and laughed loudly, saying: "Even if Anqi had such a character, there would still be no one to criticize him, let alone Lantian?"
Confucians cleanse themselves and bathe in virtue, they keep their words to themselves, they are calm and correct, and their superiors do not know; they are rough and arrogant, and they do not rush to do things; they do not think they are high when they are deep, and they do not think they are much when they add a little; they do not despise the world in peace, and they do not get discouraged when the world is in chaos; they do not agree with the same, and they do not criticize the different. They are like this in their uniqueness.
Honglu Qing Kong Qun loved drinking. Prime Minister Wang said, "Why do you ask about drinking? Haven't you seen wine shops cover their wine jars with cloth, which have been rotten for years?" Qun said, "If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have seen rotten meat, which would have made it last longer." Qun once wrote to his relatives and friends, "This year I got 700 hu of sorghum from my fields, but I didn't have time to make glutinous rice."
Xie Annan was dismissed from his post as the Minister of Personnel and returned east. Xie Taifu went to Huan Gong Company and rode out west, where they met at Pogang. Since we were about to part for a long time, we stayed for three days to talk. The Grand Tutor wanted to comfort him for losing his post, but Annan always cited other reasons. Although he stayed overnight, he never mentioned this matter. The Grand Tutor was filled with resentment and said to his fellow boatmen, "Xie Feng is a rare man."
Wang Ziyou and Zijing were both seriously ill, but Zijing died first. Ziyou asked his attendants, "Why haven't we heard any news? He is already dead!" He showed no sadness at all when he spoke. They asked for a sedan chair and came to the funeral, but did not cry. Zijing had always loved the zither, so he went straight in and sat on the coffin, took out Zijing's zither and played it. When the strings were out of tune, he threw it to the ground and said, "Zijing! Zijing! Both you and the zither are gone." He was in grief for a long time, and died more than a month later.
Xie Gong said: "I saw Mr. Lin's eyes, which were dark and bright." Sun Xing Gong saw Mr. Lin: "The sharp edges revealed his brightness."
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