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A son is named not because of his country, not because of the sun and the moon, not because of his hidden illness, not because of the mountains and rivers.
Wang Chuzhong was a man of noble character, but he indulged himself in lust, which damaged his body. The people around him advised him against it, but Chu Zhong said, "I just didn't realize it. It's so easy to do this!" So he opened the gate of the rear gate and drove dozens of maids and concubines out, letting them go wherever they wanted. People at that time sighed at this.
Xu Xuandu hid in a secluded cave in the south of Yongxing, and often received gifts from princes from all directions. Someone said to Xu: "I have heard that the man from Jishan is not like that!" Xu said: "The baskets and boxes are just a few straw, so they should be lighter than the treasures in the world!"
In this month, the emperor began to wear furs. He ordered the officials to say: The sky is rising, the earth is falling, the sky and the earth are not connected, and winter has come. He ordered all officials to cover and store carefully. He ordered the minister of justice to go around and accumulate, and collect everything. He destroyed the city walls, guarded the gates, repaired the keys and gates, carefully managed the flutes, strengthened the borders, prepared for the borders, completed the fortresses, carefully closed the bridges, and blocked the paths. He ordered the funeral rules, distinguished the clothes, and examined the thickness of the coffins, the size, height, thickness of the tombs, and the levels of the nobles and the humble.
Someone looked at the tomb of Yang Hu's father, and he would become the emperor in the future. Hu disliked his words, so he dug up the back of the tomb to destroy its power. The fortune teller stood there and said, "He should be promoted to the third highest official because of a broken arm." Suddenly, Hu fell off his horse and broke his arm, and he was indeed promoted to the highest official.
Someone asked the scholar, "What's your old surname? " He answered, "Wu Fujun is the mature and wise king of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yongchang is the most virtuous man in managing things and has a high reputation in the selection of officials. Yan Zhongbi is the crane singing in Jiugao and the white colt in the empty valley. Gu Yanxian is the zither with eight tones and the dragon with five colors. Zhang Weibao is the lush pine in the cold winter and the ethereal light in the dark night. Lu Shiheng and Shilong are the swans that circle and the drums that are waiting for the hammer. All these gentlemen: use the big pen as a hoe and paper as a fertile field. Use mystery as crops and morality as a good harvest. Use conversation as brilliance and loyalty as treasures. Write articles as brocade and contain the Five Classics as silk. Silent sitting is like a seat and Zhang Yirang is like a curtain. Practice benevolence and righteousness as a house and cultivate morality as a large house."
Yu Daoji said: "In terms of thinking about the principles and harmony of ethics, I am ashamed of Kangbo; in terms of strong will and uprightness, I am ashamed of Wendu. From then on, I am a hundred times better than them all."
The Prime Minister was building the Yangzhou residence. He said as he walked, "I am building this for the second-in-command!" He was highly respected by the kings and nobles when he was young, so he sighed like this many times.
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