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General Wang said of his son: "His spirit and appearance seem to be good."
During the time of Lord Xie, many soldiers fled and most of them escaped to Nantang and boarded the boats. Some people wanted to search for them at a certain time, but Xie Gong refused, saying, "If we don't allow these people to stay, how can we build a capital city?"
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."
Guan Ning and Hua Xin were weeding in the garden together when they saw a piece of gold on the ground. Guan swung his hoe and it looked like a piece of tile or stone, but Hua picked it up and threw it away. They once sat together reading, and someone passed by in a carriage and official robes. Ning continued reading as usual, but Xin put down his book and went out to look. Ning cut the mat and sat on the other side, saying, "You are not my friend."
Liu Kun was good at recruiting people but poor at controlling them. Although several thousand people surrendered in one day, the same thing happened to those who fled and scattered. So in the end nothing was built.
. When parents grow old, they should not change their ways and should not be late. When parents are sick and look pale, this is the filial son's indifference. When a father dies and one cannot read his books, the traces of his hand remain; when a mother dies and one cannot drink from the cup, the traces of her mouth remain.
Xi Jiabin admired the Buddhist and Taoist An Dewen, and gave him a thousand hu of rice and wrote him letters with piles of paper, expressing his sincere intentions. Daoan answered directly: "It will waste rice." He felt even more annoyed by having to wait for it.
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