刘文正 费翔

Interstellar Quick Travel: The Dark Host Blasts the Sky

Zhou Zhongzhi was drunk. He glared at Bo Ren and said, "You are not as talented as me, but you have gained such a great reputation!" After a moment, he raised a candle and threw it at Bo Ren. Boren laughed and said, "Anu's fire attack is definitely a bad idea!"

Self-cultivation of a Black Lotus Spirit

Wang Ziyou and Zijing were both seriously ill, but Zijing died first. Ziyou asked his attendants, "Why haven't we heard any news? He is already dead!" He showed no sadness at all when he spoke. They asked for a sedan chair and came to the funeral, but did not cry. Zijing had always loved the zither, so he went straight in and sat on the coffin, took out Zijing's zither and played it. When the strings were out of tune, he threw it to the ground and said, "Zijing! Zijing! Both you and the zither are gone." He was in grief for a long time, and died more than a month later.

I have special communication skills

Luo You was an official in Jingzhou, and Huan Xuanwu was the king's cavalry and carriage assembly. The friend came in and sat for a long time, then left. Xuanwu said, "You wanted to consult me ​​about something, why did you leave so quickly?" He replied, "My friend heard that mutton is delicious, but he has never had the chance to eat it in his life, so he came here without asking. There is nothing to consult you about. Now I am full, so there is no need for you to stay." He showed no shame at all.

My rich classmate

Return of the Urban God of War

In this month, frost begins to fall, and all workers rest. He orders the officials to say: The cold air has arrived, and the people can't bear it, so they should all go indoors. On the first day of Ding, the music director is ordered to go in and learn to play. In this month, a great feast is held for the emperor, and the sacrifices are reported to the emperor. The princes are united, and hundreds of counties are set up. The tax rates and tributes of the princes are determined according to the distance and appropriateness of the land, so as to provide for the affairs of the suburbs and temples, without any bias.

I'm out, I'm more evil than ever

The military governor asked Sun Xinggong: "What do you think of Liu Zhenchang?" He said: "Clear, elegant and simple." "What do you think of Wang Zhongzu?" He said: "Gentle and peaceful." "What do you think of Huan Wen?" He said: "High and bold." "What do you think of Xie Renzu?" He said: "Clear, easy and fluent." "What do you think of Ruan Sikuang?" He said: "Great and fluent." "What do you think of Yuan Yang?" He said: "Clear and convenient." "What do you think of Yin Hongyuan?" He said: "He is thoughtful." "What do you think of yourself?" He said: "My talents and experiences are not as good as those of the wise men; as for considering the times and covering the world, I am also not as good as them. However, although I am not talented, I often express my thoughts on Xuansheng, chant Laozi and Zhuangzi from afar, and live a desolate and lofty life. I don't care about the current affairs. I think this heart is unmatched."