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Mrs. Xie drew the curtain and asked the maids to perform in front of her so that the tutor could see them for a while, and then the curtain was lowered. The Grand Master asked for another opening, but the Lady said, "I am afraid it will hurt Shengde."
Meng Jia of Wuchang was an official of Yu Taiwei and was already well-known. Taifu Zhu had the ability to judge people. After leaving Yuzhang, he returned and passed by Wuchang. He asked Yu, "I heard that Meng Congshi is good. Is he here now?" Yu said, "You can go and find him yourself." Zhu stared at him for a long time, pointed at Jia and said, "This man is a little different. Could he be the right one?" Yu laughed and said, "Yes!" At that time, he admired Zhu's insight and was also happy that Jia appreciated him.
The king, Liu and Duke Huan went to Fuzhou Mountain to watch. After drinking, Liu put his feet on Duke Huan's neck. Duke Huan could not bear it any more and pushed it away with his hand. After returning, Wang Changshi said to Liu: "Can he be compared to others?"
Wang Yifu once was assigned to work by a clan member, but he hadn't done anything for some time. When they were having a feast, Wang Yifu said to the clan member, "You are assigned to work for an elder recently, so how can you not do it?" The clan member got very angry and threw a stick in his face. Yi Fu was speechless. After washing up, he took Prime Minister Wang's arm and was carried away together. He looked in the mirror in the carriage and said to the Prime Minister: "The way you look at me is like looking at an ox's back."
When Confucius passed by the side of Mount Tai, a woman was crying at a grave. Confucius stood up and listened to her. He asked Zilu to ask her, "Your crying seems to be deeply worried." She said, "Yes, my uncle died of a tiger in the past, my husband also died there, and now my son has died there too." The Master asked, "Why don't you leave?" She said, "No harsh government." The Master said, "My boy, you know it. Harsh government is more fierce than a tiger."
The prefect of Yingchuan was named Chen Zhonggong. A guest asked Yuan Fang, "What do you think of the governor?" Yuan Fang said, "He is a wise ruler." "What do you think of your master?" He said, "He is a loyal minister and a filial son." The guest said, "The Book of Changes says, 'Two people of one mind can cut through metal; words of one mind are as fragrant as orchids.' How could a wise ruler punish a loyal minister and a filial son?" Yuan Fang said, "What you said is so absurd! So I won't answer you." The guest said, "You are just trying to be respectful so I can't answer you." Yuan Fang said, "In the past, Emperor Gaozong exiled the filial son Xiaoji, Yin Jifu exiled the filial son Boqi, and Dong Zhongshu exiled the filial son Fuqi. Only these three rulers were wise rulers, and only these three sons were loyal ministers and filial sons." The guest left in shame.
In this month, the music director is ordered to learn dancing. Then the sacrificial rites are carried out. The mountain, forest, river and lake are worshipped, and no female animals are used as sacrifices. Cutting down trees is prohibited. Do not cover nests, do not kill young insects, fetuses, premature babies, and flying birds. Do not deer or eggs. Do not gather a large group of people, do not build city walls. Bury bones and carcasses.
Bi Maoshi said: "Holding the crab claw in one hand and the wine glass in the other, floating in the wine pool, is enough for one's life."
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