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Yin Zhongjun read the sketches and got two hundred lots, all of which were subtle and profound, representing the mysteries of the world. I once wanted to argue with Zhi Daolin, but failed. The sketch still exists today.
Xu Shizhong and Gu Sikong were both assistants to the prime minister. At that time, they had already been met, and there were no differences in their outings, banquets and gatherings. One night, they went to the prime minister's tent to play with each other. The two of them were so happy that the prime minister ordered them to sleep in his tent. When I looked back at dawn, I felt no joy. Xu went to bed and snored loudly. The Prime Minister looked at the guests and said, "It is hard to find a place to sleep here either."
Huannan County and Yin Jingzhou talked together and always attacked each other. After more than a year, it only happened once or twice. Huan lamented that his talent and ideas had declined. Yin Yun: "This is your interpretation."
During the Zhongchao period, there were people who admired the Tao and went to Wang Yifu to consult about their doubts. The king on duty had talked a lot yesterday, and was very quiet, so he did not reply. He said to the guest, "I am not feeling well now. Pei Yimin is also here. You can go and ask him."
When Wang Youjun saw Du Hongzhi, he sighed and said, "His face is as white as cream, his eyes are as white as lacquer. He is a man of gods and immortals." At that time, some people praised Wang Changshi for his appearance. Cai Gong said, "It's a pity that people haven't seen Du Hongzhi!"
In the last month of summer, the sun is in the willow, the fire is in the dusk, and the Kui is in the morning. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yan Emperor, and its god is Zhurong. Its insects are feathers. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Lin Zhong. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove and the lungs. The warm wind begins to arrive, crickets live on the wall, eagles learn, and rotten grass becomes fireflies. The emperor resides in the right side of Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and coarse. He orders fishermen to kill dragons and catch alligators, and climb turtles and catch sea turtles. He orders marsh people to collect wood and reeds.
Chen Yi from Wu County was a very filial man. His mother liked to eat burnt rice at the bottom of the pot. He was left as a clerk in the county. He always carried a bag with him. Whenever he cooked, he would store the burnt rice in it and bring it back to give to his mother. Later, when the bandit Sun En escaped from Wu County, Yuan Fujun went to fight immediately. He left behind several buckets of burnt rice that he had collected, but before he could return home, he took it with him to join the army. Fought at Hudu and was defeated. The soldiers were defeated and fled to the mountains and swamps, where many died of starvation. Only the remaining soldiers survived by eating burnt rice. People at that time believed that it was the reward for filial piety.
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