老妇人体摄影

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Wang Jinglun was like his father in appearance and manner, and was appointed as Shizhong. He was also granted the title of Duke Huan, who entered through the main gate. Duke Huan looked at him and said, "The great slave has his own phoenix feathers."

With the King

When Wang Rong was a young man, he visited Ruan Ji. Liu Gongrong was also present. Ruan said to the king, "I happen to have two buckets of fine wine, and I would like to drink it with you. That Gong Rong has no right to drink it." The two men exchanged cups, and Gong Rong did not get a single drink. But when it came to talking and discussing drama, the three of them were no different. When someone asked him about this, Ruan replied, "Those who are more honorable than you have to drink with; those who are less honorable than you have to drink with; only those who are honorable as you have to drink with you can not drink with you."

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Those years, we were young

Wang Junchong and Pei Shuze, both children, went to see Zhong Shiji. After he left, the guest asked Zhong, "What do you think of the two boys?" Zhong said, "Pei Kai is clear and fluent, and Wang Rong is conscientious. In twenty years, these two wise men will become the Minister of Personnel. I hope that there will be no more talents left in the world by then."

Sign in at the beginning with the richest man's fiancée

In this month, officials who are not doing anything can be dismissed and useless tools can be removed. The gates of the court can be painted, and prisons can be built. This is to help the heaven and earth to close and hide. In the middle of winter, if the summer order is carried out, the country will suffer from drought, fog and thunder will sound. If the autumn order is carried out, it will rain, melons and gourds will not grow, and the country will have a large army. If the spring order is carried out, locusts will be defeated, the springs will dry up, and the people will suffer from scabies.

The princess is heartless, please divorce

Emperor Wen once ordered the King of Dong'e to compose a poem within seven steps. If he failed, he would be punished. He immediately composed a poem: "Cook the beans and make soup, strain the beans to make juice. The firewood is burning under the pot, and the beans are crying in the pot. We are from the same root, why are we so eager to harm each other?" The emperor looked deeply ashamed.