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In this month, the sun reaches its limit, the moon reaches its limit, and the stars return to the sky. The number is about to end, and the year is about to begin again. He is focused on the farmers and does not use them. The emperor, together with the dukes, ministers, and officials, reviewed the state code and discussed the seasons in preparation for the coming year. He ordered the historian to rank the dukes and give them sacrifices to share the feasts of the emperor of heaven, the god of the land, and the land of the grain. He ordered the states with the same surname to share the fodder for the temples. He ordered the prime ministers, ministers, and common people to count the number of lands and fields, and give them sacrifices to share the worship of the mountains, forests, and famous rivers. All the people in the nine states and islands of the world all contributed their efforts to share the worship of the emperor of heaven, the god of the land, the grain, the temples, the mountains, forests, and famous rivers.

Robbery in a foreign land

Strong Country Express

Feed a domesticated

Wang Yifu said to Le Ling: "There are not many famous scholars, so we should let Pingzi know."

Forced marriage, kidnapped wife

The word "shooting" means to "yi", or to "she". Yi means to yi, each one's own will. Therefore, if one's mind is calm and the body is upright, one should hold the bow and arrow firmly; if one holds the bow and arrow firmly, one will hit the target. Therefore, it is said: A father should aim at his father's swan; a son should aim at his son's swan; a monarch should aim at his monarch's swan; a minister should aim at his minister's swan. Therefore, each archer shoots his own swan. Therefore, the great archery of the emperor is called "shooting marquis"; shooting marquis means shooting for the princes. If you hit the target, you can become a vassal; if you miss the target, you cannot become a vassal.

Actors' daily life

When Wang Changshi was seriously ill, he lay under the stirrup, turned the whisk to look at him, and sighed, "A man like him will never live to be forty!" When he died, Liu Yin came to the funeral and stuck the whisk with a rhinoceros horn handle into the coffin, and was heartbroken.