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In the last month of winter, the sun is in the constellation of the goddess of the moon, the sun sets in the middle of the sky, and the sun rises in the middle of the sky. The days are Ren and Gui. Its emperor is Zhuanxu, and its god is Xuanming. Its insect is shellfish. Its sound is feather, and the musical scale is Dal眉. Its number is six. Its taste is salty, and its smell is rotten. Its ritual is to offer sacrifice to the ancestors' kidneys. The geese fly north, and the magpies begin to nest. Pheasants crow, and chickens lay eggs. The emperor lives in the right side of the Xuan Hall. He rides on a dark road, drives a black horse, carries a dark flag, wears black clothes, and wears dark jade. He eats millet and pork, and his utensils are large and sharp. He orders the officials to sacrifice cattle and dig up cattle in case of major disasters to drive away the cold. The birds of war are fierce and fierce. He then completes the sacrifices to the mountains and rivers, as well as the emperor's ministers and the gods of the emperor.
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.
When Emperor Yuan's prince was born, he bestowed gifts upon all his ministers. Yin Hongqiao thanked him and said, "The birth of the prince is a cause of great joy to the whole world. I have done nothing for this, yet you have given me such a generous reward." Zhongzong laughed and said, "How can this be credited to you?"
Meng Jia of Wuchang was an official of Yu Taiwei and was already well-known. Taifu Zhu had the ability to judge people. After leaving Yuzhang, he returned and passed by Wuchang. He asked Yu, "I heard that Meng Congshi is good. Is he here now?" Yu said, "You can go and find him yourself." Zhu stared at him for a long time, pointed at Jia and said, "This man is a little different. Could he be the right one?" Yu laughed and said, "Yes!" At that time, he admired Zhu's insight and was also happy that Jia appreciated him.
He Cidao and Yu Jijian were both prime ministers. When Emperor Cheng died, the successor was not decided yet. He wanted to establish his son as the heir. Yu Ji and the court thought that the foreign invaders were strong and the heir was young, so they established Emperor Kang. When Emperor Kang ascended the throne, he convened a meeting with his ministers and said to He, "Whose advice is it that has enabled me to inherit the great cause today?" He replied, "Your Majesty's ascension to the throne is the result of Yu Bing's achievement, not my effort. If you had followed my humble advice at that time, you would not be able to see the prosperous Ming Dynasty now." The emperor looked ashamed.
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