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Female dignity on the branch spring breeze lovesickness

Sikong Gu He was having a conversation with the wise men of the time. Zhang Xuanzhi and Gu Fu, the grandson of the middle-aged man and the grandson of the great-grandson, both seven years old, were playing beside the bed. When he heard the words, his expression seemed to be irrelevant. Sleeping under the lamp, the two children narrated the host's words, without missing anything. Gu Gong crossed the table and lifted his ear, saying: "I never thought that a declining clan would revive this treasure."

Half-blood Princess, You Are Not Good

Xie Huer said to Yu Daoji: "Don't talk to me, just build a strong city wall." Yu said: "If Wendu comes, I will fight him with a small army; if Kangbo comes, I will cross the river and burn the boats."

Let the Emperor take you into a trap: Lie down, Your Majesty

The most important thing is virtue, and the next best thing is to repay kindness. Reciprocity. It is not polite to go without coming back; it is also not polite to come without going back. When people are polite, they are safe; when they are impolite, they are in danger. Therefore it is said: Etiquette must be learned. The principle of etiquette is to humble oneself and respect others. Even a porter or peddler must be respected, let alone the rich and powerful? If a person is rich and noble but knows how to be polite, he will not be arrogant or licentious; if a person is poor and humble but knows how to be polite, he will not be deterred.

Pure Ninety-Two

When leaving a bow to someone else, the following points should be paid attention to: when the bow is stretched, the tendons are the most important, and when the bow is relaxed, the horns are the most important. The right hand holds the flute, the left hand holds the urn

The Supreme Spirit

Yin Zhongjun was an expert at understanding the meridians, but he became useless in middle age. There was a messenger who was always there, but he suddenly kowtowed and bled. Hao asked why? He said, "There is a matter of death that cannot be told." After a long questioning, he finally said, "My mother is nearly a hundred years old and has been ill for a long time. If the officials can find her pulse, there will be a chance of survival. Then I will kill her without any regrets." Moved by his sincerity, he had her carried in, and he took her pulse and prescribed medicine. After taking one dose of soup, he recovered. So all the classics were burned.

Pear Blossom Rain