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Wanjie Sect

When Wei Jie was a child, he asked Le Ling about his "dream", and Le Ling replied, "It's just thinking." Wei said, "If you dream about something that is not connected between your body and your spirit, how can it be imagination?" Le said, "It is cause. I have never dreamed of riding a car into a rat hole, or pounding vegetables with an iron pestle. This is because there is no imagination and no cause." Wei thought about the "cause" for several days but could not find one, and thus he fell ill. I was pleased to hear it, so I ordered my driver to analyze it. Wei is slightly worse. Le sighed and said, "This child must not have any serious illness in his chest!"

Three, two, one, first love begins!

Li Pingyang, a son of Qinzhou, was a famous scholar in China. At that time, he was compared to Wang Yifu. Sun Xiuchu wanted to establish his authority, but Xian said, "Le Ling is popular among the people and should not be killed. Those who reduce Li Zhong do not deserve to be killed either." So he forced Zhong to commit suicide. At first, Chong was at home, and someone walked in through the door and took out a piece of paper from his bun to show Chong. He was aroused when he saw her again, so he went inside to show her to his daughter, who exclaimed "wonderful". When you understand his intention, you can commit suicide when you leave. This woman is very wise, and I always consult her.

Unexpected heartbeat

This month, the emperor orders the Sikong to say: "The rain will fall, and the water will rise. Go around the country and the city, and inspect the fields. Repair the dikes and ditches, and open the roads without any obstacles. Hunting traps, nets, nets, and medicines for feeding animals should not be taken out of the nine gates.

Crazy bones also practice

General Wang said of his son: "His spirit and appearance seem to be good."

The little group darling of the Qing Dynasty, don’t even think about snatching it from me!

When Confucius passed by the side of Mount Tai, a woman was crying at a grave. Confucius stood up and listened to her. He asked Zilu to ask her, "Your crying seems to be deeply worried." She said, "Yes, my uncle died of a tiger in the past, my husband also died there, and now my son has died there too." The Master asked, "Why don't you leave?" She said, "No harsh government." The Master said, "My boy, you know it. Harsh government is more fierce than a tiger."

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