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I work as a clerk in the underworld

The Billionaire Bride: Mr. President, Love Me Gently

Nguyen Zhongrong and the infantry lived in the south of the road, and the other Nguyens lived in the north of the road. The northern Nguyen are rich, while the southern Nguyen are poor. On July 7th, people in Northern Ruan dry clothes in the sun, all of which are made of gauze, silk, and brocade. Zhongrong hung a large cloth scarf on a pole in the middle of the courtyard. Some people may wonder why he did this, but he answered, "I am not immune to worldly matters, so I am just telling you the truth!"

The Struggle of a Daughter

There was a Taoist from the north who was good at reasoning. He met Mr. Lin at the Wuguang Temple and they talked about sketches. At that time, Zhu Fashen and Sun Xinggong all listened together. This Taoist raised many difficult questions, and Mr. Lin answered them clearly and analytically, with a refreshing tone. This Taoist always crushes the weak. Sun asked Mr. Shen: "Master, you must be in a difficult situation, why have you never said anything?" Mr. Shen smiled but did not answer. Mr. Lin said, "The white sandalwood is fragrant, so how can it go against the wind?" Mr. Shen understood the meaning and was disdainful.

I'm not a jerk

Ji, Ruan, Shan and Liu were drinking in the bamboo forest, and Wang Rong came later. The infantryman said, "The vulgar people have come to defeat us again!" The king laughed and said, "Can your intentions also be defeated?"

Those years you made me grow up

Chen Taiqiu went to Xun Lang's mausoleum. He was poor and frugal and had no servants. He ordered Yuan Fang to drive the chariot, and Ji Fang to follow behind holding a staff. The long article is still small and can be put in the cart with chopsticks. When they arrived, Xun asked Shu Ci to answer the door. Ci Ming served wine, and the remaining six dragons came down to eat. Wen Ruo was also young, sitting with chopsticks on his knees. At that time, the historian reported: "The Immortal is traveling eastward."

She runs

Xie Youyu said to Zhou Hou: "You are like a tree of the altar. From a distance, you can see it is majestic and touching the blue sky. But when you look at it closely, you can see that its roots are supported by foxes, and there is nothing but chaos below!" He replied: "The branches are touching the blue sky, but that does not make you feel high; the foxes are making a mess below, but that does not make you feel dirty. You are protecting the chaos, so how can you boast of yourself?"