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Yang Bing served as a military officer of Fujun Army. He died young and had a good reputation. Xiahou Xiaoruo wrote a narration for it, praising and mourning it highly. Yang Quan was the Yellow Gate Minister, and sat beside Jianwen. The emperor asked, "Xiahou Zhan was an outstanding figure in the creation of Yang Bingxu. Who are you? Do you have any descendants?" Quan replied with tears in his eyes, "My late uncle Lingwen was famous at an early age, but he had no heir. Although his name spread throughout the world, his descendants will never be born in this holy world." The emperor sighed for a long time.
When Pei Lang wrote "Yu Lin" (Words in the Forest), it was widely known far and wide when it first came out. At that time, young people all copied it and each had one. It is recorded that Wang Dongting wrote a poem "Presented to the King's Drunken Master" which was very talented and sentimental.
When Kong Rong was arrested, people at home and abroad were in panic. At that time, the oldest of Rong'er was nine years old and the youngest was eight years old. The two boys were playing with the nails on purpose, without any sign of panic. Rong said to the messenger, "I hope the crime is limited to myself. Can the two sons be saved?" The son came forward slowly and said, "My lord, have you ever seen eggs intact under an overturned nest?" Soon they were also captured.
At the funeral of Sikou Huizi, Ziyou prepared hemp mourning clothes and hemp sash for him. Wen Zi declined, saying, "You are insulted to be with Mi Mou's brother You, and you are insulted to wear clothes for him. How dare you decline?" Ziyou said, "It is the rite." Wen Zi retreated and cried again. Ziyou hurried to the seats of the ministers. Wen Zi declined again, saying, "You are insulted to be with Mi Mou's brother You, and you are insulted to wear clothes for him, and you are insulted to attend his funeral. How dare you decline?" Ziyou said, "I insist on asking." Wen Zi retreated, helped Shi Zi to stand facing south, and said, "You are insulted to be with Mi Mou's brother You, and you are insulted to wear clothes for him, and you are insulted to attend his funeral. How dare you not return to your position?" Ziyou hurried to the guest seat. At the funeral of General Wenzi, after the mourning period was over, the people of Yue came to offer their condolences. The host wore a deep robe and a white cap, waited in the temple, weeping. Ziyou looked at him and said, "General Wen's son is almost a commoner! He is a man of honor who died according to the etiquette, and his actions are in the right place."
Du Yu was appointed General Zhennan, and all the court officials arrived and sat on the couches. There was also Pei Shuze at that time. Yang Zhishu arrived later and said, "Du Yuankai is sitting as a guest on the couch again!" He refused to sit down and left. Du asked Pei to chase him, but the sheep stopped their horses after going a few miles, and then they both returned to Duxu.
During the reign of Emperor Wu of Jin, Xun Xu was the Director of the Secretariat and He Qiao was the Prime Minister. The story tells about the origin of the supervisor and the commander riding in the same car. Jiao was of a noble and upright character, and he always disdained flattery. Later, when the bus came, Qiao got on it and sat forward without waiting. Xu Fanggeng looked for a car and then he was able to leave. From then on, the supervisors and magistrates were each given a carriage.
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