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Returning small farmers

In the last month of summer, the sun is in the willow, the fire is in the dusk, and the Kui is in the morning. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yan Emperor, and its god is Zhurong. Its insects are feathers. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Lin Zhong. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove and the lungs. The warm wind begins to arrive, crickets live on the wall, eagles learn, and rotten grass becomes fireflies. The emperor resides in the right side of Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and coarse. He orders fishermen to kill dragons and catch alligators, and climb turtles and catch sea turtles. He orders marsh people to collect wood and reeds.

Unforgettable memories

Prime Minister Wang’s second brother did not cross the river. His names were Ying and Chang. Contemporary opinion compared Ying to Deng Bodao and Chang to Wen Zhongwu. He is a counselor and a chief academician.

The King's Grace

Duke Huan said in his bed, "If I stay like this, I will be laughed at by Wen and Jing!" Then he sat up and said, "Since I cannot leave a good reputation for future generations, I am not worthy of being infamous for eternity, am I?"

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When General Wang first wanted to go to the capital to make the arrangements, he sent a military officer to report to the court and to recommend the wise men of the time. Before Zu's cavalry arrived in Shouchun, he glared at his messenger and said in a stern voice, "You tell Ahei: How dare you be disrespectful! Hurry up and leave. If you don't do so in a moment, I will lead three thousand soldiers to advance with spears and feet!" The king stopped when he heard this.

The Hidden Saint

When Yuan Hong first wrote the Fu on the Eastern Expedition, he did not mention Tao Yuanming at all. The Hu slave lured him into a narrow room, pointed a sword at him, and said, "The merits of our ancestors were so great! You wrote the poem about the Eastern Expedition, how could you ignore it?" Hong was embarrassed and had no idea, so he replied, "I am the Great Dao Master, why do you say I have nothing?" Then he recited, "Fine gold is refined a hundred times, and it can be cut. His merits are to govern people, and his duty is to quell rebellions. Changsha's merits are praised by history."

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