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The etiquette for being a son is: be warm in winter and cool in summer, be alert at dusk and check on others in the morning, and do not argue with the ugly and the barbaric.
General Lu went to Prime Minister Wang to consult on matters, but he would change his mind afterwards. The prince was surprised by this and later asked Lu about it. Lu said: "You are superior to the people and inferior to them. At the time, I didn't know what to say, but later I realized that it was not right."
The hemp of the mourning clothes is the same as the hemp of the mourning clothes. The hemp of the mourning clothes is the same as the hemp of the great merit. If the hemp is the same, they all wear it together. Those who report the funeral report the mourning clothes, and they cry for three months. The mourning clothes of parents are shared, and those who are buried first do not mourn and are buried, and wait for the funeral. At the funeral, they wear mourning clothes.
Yu Zhigong had always had the ambition to rule the Central Plains, but he was not in a position of power during the reign of Emperor Wen and Kang. When Ji Jian became prime minister, he was wary of war and feared disaster. After discussing the similarities and differences with Zhi Gong for a long time, he finally took action. He mobilized the forces of Jing and Han and used all his boats and carriages to camp at Xiangyang. He assembled all the officers and soldiers, displayed their banners and armor, and personally taught them bows and arrows, saying: "This is how I shoot!" He then fired three times and folded his weapons, and everyone looked at him with all their might, and their morale increased tenfold.
Yuan Hu was poor when he was young and once worked as a servant carrying rent for others. Xie Zhenxi was traveling by boat. That night the wind was clear and the moon was bright. He heard the sound of passengers reciting poems on a boat on the river bank, which was quite sentimental. The five-character verse he recited was something he had never heard before, and he could not stop admiring it. He immediately sent someone to interrogate him in detail, and it turned out that it was Yuan himself who was reciting the historical poem he had written. Therefore, they wanted each other and were greatly appreciated.
The world calls Yin Zhongjun: "His thoughts are profound and his knowledge is comparable to Yang Shuzi."
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