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Confucius got up early, put his hands behind his back and dragged his stick, and swayed at the door, singing, "Is Mount Tai collapsing? Is the beam breaking? Is the philosopher withering?" After singing, he went in and sat in front of the door. Zigong heard it and said, "If Mount Tai collapses, where can I look up? If the beam breaks and the philosopher withers, where can I go? Master, I am afraid you will be ill." Then he hurried in. The Master said, "Ci! Why are you so late? The Xia emperor was buried on the east steps, which was like being in the east; the Yin people buried between the two pillars, which meant that they were flanked by the host and the guest; the Zhou people buried on the west steps, which was like being the guest. And I am a Yin person. Last night, I dreamed that I was sitting and lying between the two pillars. If a wise king does not rise, who in the world can respect me? I am about to die." He died after seven days of illness.
Wang Changshi said: "Liu Yin knows me better than I know myself."
At first, Xie An lived in Dongshan, wearing commoner clothes. At that time, his brothers had already become rich and powerful, and they gathered at home, becoming a popular figure. Madam Liu jokingly said to An, "Shouldn't a real man be like this?" Xie scratched his nose and said, "I'm afraid I can't avoid it!"
When cleaning the feces for an elder, one must put a broom on the dustpan and use the sleeves to hold it back; if the dust does not reach the elder, one can use the dustpan from the home side to scoop it up. The seat is like a bridge. Where shall we sit and where shall we put our clothes? Xi: Among the south and north, the west is the best; among the east and west, the south is the best.
Zhong Hui was Xun Ji's northern cousin, and the two had a bad relationship. Xun had a precious sword that was worth a million dollars and was always kept by his mother, Lady Zhong. Hui was good at calligraphy and imitated Xun's handwriting. He wrote a letter to his mother asking for the sword, but the mother still stole it and never returned it. Xun Xu knew that it was Zhong but had no way of getting it, so he thought about how to repay him. Later, the Zhong brothers spent tens of millions to build a house. When it was completed, it was very magnificent, but they were not allowed to move in. Xun was very good at painting, so he secretly went to paint the Zhongmen Hall, making the image of the Taifu, with his clothes and appearance as he usually is. When the second bell sounded inside, he was filled with grief and the house became deserted.
Zixia asked the Master, "Live in the funeral of your mother and wife." "Live, talk, eat and drink."
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