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Wang Hun’s second wife was a daughter of Yan from Langya. At that time, Wang was the governor of Xuzhou. After exchanging greetings, Wang was about to return the greeting, but the onlookers all said, "The king is a marquis and a governor of the state, and the new bride is a citizen of the state. I am afraid there is no way for us to return the greeting." So the king stopped. Wu Zi was afraid that his father did not respond to his greeting and the ceremony was not completed, so he was afraid that they were not husband and wife; he did not bow for him and said that he was Yan's concubine. The Yan family was ashamed of it. Because of his noble family background, I dared not leave.
When Mr. Lin saw the Changshan of Dongyang, he said, "How smooth and straight it is!"
"Confucians praise their relatives without avoiding relatives, and promote their relatives without avoiding enemies. They accumulate merits and deeds, promote the virtuous and promote them, and do not expect rewards. The king gets his will and does not seek wealth and honor as long as it benefits the country. They can promote the virtuous and support them like this.
Huan Xuan once climbed up to the southern tower of Jiangling City and said, "I want to write a eulogy for Wang Xiaobo now." He chanted and whistled for a long time, and then began to write. I took a moment to sit and write this eulogy.
When the king and the official are about to bury the deceased, they should offer condolences in the palace; when they leave, they should order the officials to lead the mourners, but they should stop after three steps. After three times, the king will leave; they should do the same in the morning and at the funeral. Those who are fifty years old and do not have carriages should not cross the border to offer condolences.
On the winter solstice, Zhou Boren's mother gave wine to her three sons and said, "I thought there was nowhere to go after crossing the river. Your family has a prime minister, and you all lined up before me, so what do I have to worry about?" Zhou Song stood up, knelt down and cried, "It's not as my mother said. Boren is ambitious but incompetent, famous but ignorant, and likes to take advantage of others. This is not the way to save himself. Song is a rebellious person and is not tolerated by the world. I am the only one who is idle and should be under my mother's eyes!"
Huan's chariot was in Jingzhou, and Zhang Xuan was the attendant. They were sent to Jiangling. On the way, they passed by Yangqi village. Suddenly, they saw a man holding half a small basket of raw fish. He came directly to build a boat and said, "I have fish. I want to send them to make sashimi." Zhang then moored the boat and took the fish in. When asked his surname, he said he was Liu Yimin. When Zhang Su heard his name, he treated him with great pleasure. When Liu knew that Zhang had received the order, he asked, "Are Xie An and Wang Wendu both good?" Zhang wanted to talk very much, but Liu had no intention of stopping. After the sliced fish was served, he left and said, "I caught this fish just now, and I saw that there should be sliced fish dishes on your boat, so I came here." Then he left. Zhang then chased to Liu's house and set up a banquet for him, but he was not clear about the purpose. Zhang Gao was a man who had no choice but to drink it. As they were drinking together, Liu stood up first and said, "We are now cutting reeds and should not stay for long." Zhang had no way to keep him.
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