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The Devil's Boss is in the Human World [Entertainment Circle]

After Huan Xuan was defeated, Yin Zhongwen continued to serve as an advisor to the Grand Marshal, and his attitude seemed to be different from before. In front of the Grand Marshal's Mansion, there is an old locust tree, which is very lush. On the first day of the month, Yin was listening with the crowd. He looked at the locust tree for a long time and sighed, "The locust tree is swaying, but there is no life left!"

Tears are running down my cheeks. My husband is not a human being.

Xu Yuan once visited Jianwen. It was a windy and calm night with a bright moon, so they composed music and talked in the room. Expressing one’s inner thoughts is Xu’s forte. The words are clear and graceful, more than usual. Although Jianwen and he had always been in sync, this encounter was even more regrettable. Unconsciously they knelt down and spoke with their hands, and the conversation lasted until almost dawn. Then he said: "Xuan Du has great talent and sentiment, so it is not easy to give him many compliments."

The Hundred Billion Dollar Daughter-in-law

When Taifu He was the governor of Wu County, he did not go out at first. The powerful families in Wu looked down on him, so they wrote on the gate of the government office: "The chicken of Kuaiji cannot crow." When He heard the news, he left home, looked back at the gate, asked for a pen and wrote: "It cannot crow, kill the Wu child!" Then he went to the various military camps and inspected the various Gu, Lu, and military officials, as well as the hiding and fugitives, and reported everything to the emperor, who punished many people. Lu Kang was the governor of Jiangling at the time, so he petitioned Sun Hao and was released.

Nanshan Love Leisurely

Zeng Zi asked: "Do you mourn for three years?" Confucius said: "In the three-year mourning, you should be dressed, not stand in a group, and do not travel. Gentlemen use etiquette to embellish their feelings. If you mourn for three years, isn't it empty?" Zeng Zi asked: "The officials and scholars can get rid of their private mourning, but they have the monarch's mourning clothes. How can they get rid of it?" Confucius said: "If you have the monarch's mourning clothes on your body, you dare not wear them privately. How can you get rid of them? So it is not removed after the time has passed. In the case of the king's mourning, mourning is removed before offering sacrifices, which is a ritual. Zengzi asked, "Is it okay not to remove mourning for parents?" Confucius said, "The ancient kings established rituals, and did not perform them after the time has passed, which is a ritual; it is not that they cannot do it, but they are worried that it is too much. Therefore, a gentleman does not offer sacrifices after the time has passed, which is a ritual. Zengzi asked, "When the king dies, after the funeral, if the minister has parents in mourning, what should I do?" Confucius said, "Return home and live at home. If there are important things, go to the king's place and see him off morning and evening." He said, "After the king has been buried, if the minister has parents in mourning, what should I do?" Confucius said, "Go home and cry and come back to see the king off." He said, "If the king has not buried his parents, and the minister has parents in mourning, what should I do?" Confucius said, "Go home and cry and come back to see the king off. If there are important things, go back and see him off morning and evening. For officials, the old man in the house will perform the ritual; for scholars, the descendants will perform the ritual. The wife of a great official, if there is a serious matter, should also go to the king's place, morning and night. "

Farmers' Family: Mountain Man, Pretty Lady

Nogizaka Poetry

The monk Yi was in the Waguun Temple. Wang Gouzi came and talked with him, so the monk asked him to recite the principles. The monk asked the king, "Does a sage have feelings?" The king said, "No." The monk asked again, "Is a sage like a pillar?" The king said, "Like a calculation stick. Although it has no feelings, the one who moves it has feelings." The monk thought, "Who moves the sage?" Gou Zi left without an answer.