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Zhi Daolin, Xu Yuan and others were all at Wangzhai in Kuaiji. Zhi is the master and Xu is the lecturer. The meaning of this passage is the same, and everyone in the audience is disgusted. When Xu sent a difficult question, everyone danced with joy. But we all admire the beauty of the two schools of thought without arguing about their logic.
Lord Lin said to Wang Youjun: "The Chief Secretary has written hundreds of words, all of which are virtuous, but he seems to be sad that they are not bitter." Wang said: "The Chief Secretary himself does not want to make things bitter."
Hua Xin treated his sons and daughters very strictly. Even in a quiet room, he was as strict as if they were in the court. The brothers Chen Yuanfang indulged in tenderness and love, and the two families did not deviate from the track of Yongxi.
The Master said: "The people take the king as their heart, and the king takes the people as their body; the heart is solemn, the body is relaxed, and the heart is solemn, the appearance is respectful. If the heart is good, the body will be at ease; if the king is good, the people will want it. The heart is complete with the body, but it is also hurt by the body; the king survives with the people, but it also perishes with the people. "The Book of Songs" says: "In the past, I had an ancestor who was upright, his words were clear and clear, the country was peaceful, the capital was built, and the people lived; who can lead the country to success, not being upright himself, and finally tiring the people. "Jun Ya" says: "In summer, the hot rain, the common people only complain; in winter, the common people also complain. '"
Xie Gong once went west with Xie Wan and passed by Wu County. A Wan wanted to go with Wang Tianxu, but the Taifu said, "I'm afraid he won't have to repay you, so he's not interested!" Wan still insisted, but the Taifu refused to change his mind, so Wan went alone. After sitting for a while, the king came in and thanked him with a very pleased look, thinking that he was being treated well. After a long time, he came out with his hair dishevelled, and did not sit down. He still sat on the couch in the middle of the courtyard, drying his hair in the sun, with an arrogant look on his face, and no intention of responding to the conversation. After thanking him, he returned. Before reaching the boat, he called out to the Grand Tutor. An said: "Achi will not do that!"
Guo Jingchun crossed the river and lived in Jiyang. His tomb was less than a hundred steps away from the water, so people at that time thought it was close to the water. Jing Chun said: "It will become land in the future." Now the sand has risen, and the land dozens of miles away from the tomb is all mulberry fields. His poem goes like this: "The northern hill is fierce, the vast ocean is turbulent; the three tombs are piled up, only the mother and the Kun."8 Prime Minister Wang ordered Guo Pu to try to make a hexagram. When the hexagram was completed, Guo looked very unhappy and said, "You will have a disaster!" The king asked, "Is there a way to avoid it?" Guo said, "I will order my carriage to go west for a few miles and find a cypress tree. I will cut it into a piece as long as you, and place it on your bed as a regular place to sleep. Then the disaster will be avoided." The king followed his advice. Within a few days, the fruit was crushed to pieces, and the children and young men all celebrated. The general said, "You are again putting the blame on the trees."
The monk Yi was in the Waguun Temple. Wang Gouzi came and talked with him, so the monk asked him to recite the principles. The monk asked the king, "Does a sage have feelings?" The king said, "No." The monk asked again, "Is a sage like a pillar?" The king said, "Like a calculation stick. Although it has no feelings, the one who moves it has feelings." The monk thought, "Who moves the sage?" Gou Zi left without an answer.
When Huan Xuanwu died, Huan Nanjun was five years old and the mourning period had just ended. Huan's chariot and cavalry went to see off his former civil and military officials. He pointed to Nanjun and said, "These are all your family's former officials." Xuan responded by weeping loudly, and those around him were moved. The charioteer always looked at his own seat and said, "When Lingbao has grown up, this seat should be returned to him." He loved Ju more than his own son.
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