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Yang Fu wrote a poem in praise of snow, which said: "It is transformed by the purity and diffused by the air. When it encounters an image, it can be bright, and when it is pure, it becomes radiant." Huan Yin then wrote on the fan.
To pickle: Take the beef that has just been killed, and cut it into thin slices, and make sure to cut it into pieces; soak it in fine wine, and eat it in the morning with minced meat or soy sauce.
When the king marries his eldest son, he should have three carriages; when the duke marries his concubine, he should have one carriage; when the official marries his eldest son, he should have one carriage.
The east wind thaws the frost, the hibernating insects begin to wake up, the fish come out of the ice, the otter offers fish, and the wild geese come. The emperor lives in the left side of Qingyang. He rides on the Luan Road, drives the Canglong, carries the green flag, wears green clothes, wears Cangyu, eats wheat and sheep, and his utensils are sparse and clear.
The great officials of various countries, when entering the emperor's country, call themselves the so-and-so scholar; they call themselves the accompanying minister so-and-so. They call themselves the son outside, and the old man of the widowed monarch in their own country. The envoy calls himself so-and-so. The emperor does not speak out, and the princes do not give names.
Confucius got up early, put his hands behind his back and dragged his stick, and swayed at the door, singing, "Is Mount Tai collapsing? Is the beam breaking? Is the philosopher withering?" After singing, he went in and sat in front of the door. Zigong heard it and said, "If Mount Tai collapses, where can I look up? If the beam breaks and the philosopher withers, where can I go? Master, I am afraid you will be ill." Then he hurried in. The Master said, "Ci! Why are you so late? The Xia emperor was buried on the east steps, which was like being in the east; the Yin people buried between the two pillars, which meant that they were flanked by the host and the guest; the Zhou people buried on the west steps, which was like being the guest. And I am a Yin person. Last night, I dreamed that I was sitting and lying between the two pillars. If a wise king does not rise, who in the world can respect me? I am about to die." He died after seven days of illness.
Zhang Ping recommended him as a filial and honest official and sent him out of the capital. He was so proud of his talent that he said he would be among the great men of the time. When he wanted to see Liu Yin, his fellow villagers and those who had made the same decision laughed at him. Zhang then went to Liu. Liu Xizhuo was in charge of the affairs, sitting in the office, only aware of the cold and heat, and his mind was not in tune with it. Zhang wants to act spontaneously without any reason. Soon, the Chief Secretary and other wise men came to give clear advice. When there was a disagreement between the host and the guest, Zhang would judge from a distance, sitting at the end of the table. His words were concise but profound, and were enough to express the thoughts of both parties. Everyone in the room was amazed. Zhen Changyan sat on the top and talked all day long, so he stayed overnight until dawn. When Zhang retreated, Liu said, "You go now. I will take you to Fujun together." Zhang returned to the boat and asked his friend where to stay. Zhang smiled but did not answer. Soon, Zhenchang sent missionaries to find Zhang Xiaolian's boat, and his companions were shocked. They were taken to Fujun together. When they arrived at the gate, Liu Qianjin said to Fujun, "Today I have found a brilliant choice of Doctor of the Ministry of Rites for you!" When he went forward, Fujun talked to him, praised him and said, "Zhang Pingbo is a master of reasoning." He then appointed him as Doctor of the Ministry of Rites.
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