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My Iceberg Master

Kong Pushe was the attendant of Emperor Xiaowu, and was invited to visit Emperor Liezong's tomb in advance. Kong was the Minister of Rites at the time. He was thin and frail, and wore heavy mourning clothes. He cried all day long, and those who saw him thought he was a truly filial son.

After the divorce, my wife let herself go.

When Huan Xuanwu went on a northern expedition, Yuan Hu followed him, but was reprimanded and dismissed from office. I will have to announce the news, and call Yuan Yima to write it. He kept writing and soon had seven sheets of paper, which were quite impressive. Dongting was standing beside him and was greatly impressed by his talent. Yuan Hu said: "You should make your teeth and tongue idle and benefit from it."

This book is not written for anyone

Wang Xiang's mother, Mrs. Zhu, was very respectful to him. There was a plum tree in her home which produced very good fruits, so his mother always asked him to take care of it. Suddenly, a storm came and Xiang hugged the tree and cried. Xiang once slept in a separate bed, and his mother went there and chopped him in secret. When Xiang got up secretly, he chopped off the empty quilt. After returning, he knew that his mother was very sad, so he knelt before her and asked to die. The mother then realized the truth and loved him as her own son.

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The Scroll of Mountains and Seas: The Eternal Demon Bone

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.

Fantasy Cultivation