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Yin Zhongwen was a man of great talent, but he did not read very widely. Bo Liang sighed and said, "If Yin Zhongwen had read half as much as Yuan Bao, his talent would be no less than Ban Gu's."
Wang Guanglu said: "Wine is what makes people stay away from each other."
When Wen Bo died, Jing Jiang sat on his bed without crying, saying, "In the past, I had Si Zi, and I thought he would be a wise man, so I never went to the public office; now when he died, none of my friends and ministers shed tears, but the women in the house all cried loudly. Si Zi must have been very unruly!" When Ji Kangzi's mother died, he laid out his underwear. Jing Jiang said, "A woman who does not wear clothes dare not meet her parents-in-law. There will be guests from all over the world coming. Why should she display her underwear here?" She ordered to remove it.
Emperor Ming asked Marquis Zhou, "Some people compare you to Xi Jian. What do you think?" Zhou said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to compare you to Xi Jian."
Liu Gonggan was punished for being disrespectful. Emperor Wen asked him, "Why are you not careful in following the rules?" Zhen replied, "I am indeed mediocre and incompetent, but it is also because Your Majesty has not been thorough in grasping the main points."
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.
Yan Ding was good at mourning: when he died, he was anxious as if he wanted to find it but couldn't get it; when he was buried, he looked around as if he wanted to follow but couldn't reach it; after the burial, he sighed as if he couldn't reach it and stopped.
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