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The first Shura goddess on campus

Xiahou Taichu once wrote while leaning against a pillar. It was raining heavily at the time, and a thunderbolt broke the pillar he was leaning against. His clothes were burnt, but his expression remained unchanged, and his book was also intact. The guests around were all stumbling and unable to stop.

The Empress is Fierce

Lin Xiang's Rebirth

Ritual: In the mourning of mourning with mourning clothes, one should only speak but not answer; in the mourning of mourning with mourning clothes, one should answer but not speak; in the mourning of great merit, one should speak but not discuss; in the mourning of small merit, one should discuss but not play music.

Fight Girls

In mourning, one should only look at the deceased but not answer; in mourning of the same age, one should answer but not speak; in mourning of the great merit, one should speak but not discuss; in mourning of the minor merit, one should discuss but not enjoy music. This is the expression of grief in speech.

Kick out the cold-hearted tyrant

When Huan Xuanwu was the governor of Xuzhou, Xie Yi was the governor of Jinling. First, you should have a rough experience of being open-minded, and then you will find nothing unusual. When Huan returned to Jingzhou and was about to go west, he was in high spirits and Yi did not doubt him. Only thanks to Hu Zi and his wife Wang for understanding his meaning. Always said: "Huan Jingzhou has ulterior motives. He will definitely go west with Jinling!" Then he appointed Yi as Sima. After Yi came up, he still pushed forward his friendship with common people. Sitting in Wen, with his head bowed, whistling and chanting, there was nothing unusual about the day. Xuanwu always said, "I am the Sima of the outer region." Then he drank too much and neglected the morning and evening etiquette. When Huanshe entered the house, Yi immediately followed him. Later, when Yi was drunk, Wen went to the master and asked him to avoid him. The Lord said, "Without the mad Sima, how could I meet him?"

Ink Drum

In the second month of winter, the sun is in the Big Dipper, setting in the middle of the east wall, and rising in the middle of the Zhen. The day is Rengui. Its emperor is Zhuanxu, and its god is Xuanming. Its insect is a shellfish. Its sound is feather, and its pitch is Huang Zhong. Its number is six. Its taste is salty, and its smell is rotten. Its ritual is to offer sacrifice to the kidney of the ancestors. The ice is getting stronger, and the ground begins to crack. The pheasant does not crow at dawn, and the tiger begins to mate. The emperor lives in the Xuantang Grand Temple, rides on the Xuan Road, drives the iron horse, carries the black flag, wears black clothes, and wears black jade. He eats millet and pigs, and his utensils are large and made of Yan. He orders the death. He orders the officials to say: Do not do earthwork, be careful not to open the roof, do not open the house, and do not open the public, so as to make it solid and closed. The earth's qi is about to leak, which is called opening the room of heaven and earth, and all hibernating animals will die. The people will surely suffer from diseases and epidemics, and then they will be buried. It is called Changyue.