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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.
The prefect of Yingchuan was named Chen Zhonggong. A guest asked Yuan Fang, "What do you think of the governor?" Yuan Fang said, "He is a wise ruler." "What do you think of your master?" He said, "He is a loyal minister and a filial son." The guest said, "The Book of Changes says, 'Two people of one mind can cut through metal; words of one mind are as fragrant as orchids.' How could a wise ruler punish a loyal minister and a filial son?" Yuan Fang said, "What you said is so absurd! So I won't answer you." The guest said, "You are just trying to be respectful so I can't answer you." Yuan Fang said, "In the past, Emperor Gaozong exiled the filial son Xiaoji, Yin Jifu exiled the filial son Boqi, and Dong Zhongshu exiled the filial son Fuqi. Only these three rulers were wise rulers, and only these three sons were loyal ministers and filial sons." The guest left in shame.
In the first month of spring, the sun is in Yingshi, the sun is at the middle of the zodiac, and the sun is at the middle of the zodiac. The days are Jia and Yi. The emperor is Dahao, and the god is Jumang. The insect is scale. The note is Jiao, and the musical scale is Dachu. The number is eight. The taste is sour, and the smell is rancid. The sacrifice is offered to the door, and the spleen is sacrificed first.
Emperor Xiaowu asked Wang Shuang, "How do you compare to your brother?" Wang replied, "You are both elegant and outstanding. I am not as good as you. Loyalty and filial piety cannot be imitated by others!"
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