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I really don't want to be a son-in-law.

Wang Jing was poor when he was young, and later he rose to the position of 2,000 official officials. His mother said to him, "You were born in a poor family, and now you have risen to the position of 2,000 official officials. Is this enough?" Jing was of no use. He was the Secretary of State and helped Wei, but was disloyal to Jin and was captured. He wept and said goodbye to his mother, "I have not obeyed your command until today!" His mother showed no sadness at all, and said to him, "As a son, you should be filial, and as a minister, you should be loyal. You are filial and loyal, so how can you fail me?"

Xuancheng Past

The Master said: "The lower serves the upper, if the body is not upright and the words are not trustworthy, then the righteousness is not unified, and the actions are not of the same kind. "The Master said: "Words have things and actions have standards; therefore, when alive, the will cannot be taken away, and when dead, the name cannot be taken away. Therefore, a gentleman has much knowledge, and he keeps it; he has many ambitions, and he is close to them; he has profound knowledge, and he practices it briefly. "Jun Chen" says: "In and out, follow your teacher Yu, and all people have the same words. "The Book of Songs says: "The virtuous man and the gentleman, their manners are the same. '"

Lonely Sky City

The Missy's Guardian

The Book of Rites says: "A gentleman embraces his grandson but not his son." This means that a grandson can serve as the king's father's corpse, but a son cannot serve as his father's corpse. When a great official sees a corpse of a king, he should bow down. If the king knows why he is preparing a corpse, he should bow down himself, and the corpse must be arranged in a proper manner. The carriage must be on a platform.

The profession of the chief minister's wife

Yin Yi and Yi Heng were both the grandsons of Xie Zhenxi.

From the Anti-Brother-Supporting Demon to Becoming a God

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.