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Queen, please spare my life.

Emperor Wen once ordered the King of Dong'e to compose a poem within seven steps. If he failed, he would be punished. He immediately composed a poem: "Cook the beans and make soup, strain the beans to make juice. The firewood is burning under the pot, and the beans are crying in the pot. We are from the same root, why are we so eager to harm each other?" The emperor looked deeply ashamed.

The Creator after Destruction

Hundred Refinements Shattering the Sky

Fan Yuzhang said to Wang Jingzhou: "You are a man of great talent and vision, a real talent of the future." Wang said: "Without such an uncle, how could I have such a nephew?"

Killing Concubines

Sun Xiu hated Shi Chong for not giving Lu Zhu to her, and also regretted that Pan Yue did not treat her with courtesy in the past. Later, Xiu became the Minister of the Central Secretariat. Yue saw him in the palace and called out to him, "Mr. Sun, do you remember what happened in the past?" Xiu said, "I kept it in my heart. How could I forget it?" Yue then realized that he would not be able to escape. Later, Shi Chong and Ouyang Jianshi were captured, and Yue was captured on the same day. Shi was sent to the market first, but they didn't know each other either. When Pan arrived later, Shi said to Pan, "Anren, are you the same as him?" Pan said, "It can be said that 'we will share the same home when we are old'." Pan Jingu collected a poem and said, "I entrust my fate to my friend Shi, and we will share the same home when we are old." This is how the prophecy came true.

Love alone, obsession, deep love

Duke Xian of Wei fled and returned to Wei. When he reached the suburbs, he was about to arrange the city with his followers before entering. Liuzhuang said, "If everyone guards the altar of the state, who will hold the reins and follow; if everyone follows, who will guard the altar of the state? If the king returns to his country and has private interests, isn't it wrong?" He did not arrange the city.

The pen falls

In the last month of summer, the sun is in the willow, the fire is in the dusk, and the Kui is in the morning. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yan Emperor, and its god is Zhurong. Its insects are feathers. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Lin Zhong. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove and the lungs. The warm wind begins to arrive, crickets live on the wall, eagles learn, and rotten grass becomes fireflies. The emperor resides in the right side of Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and coarse. He orders fishermen to kill dragons and catch alligators, and climb turtles and catch sea turtles. He orders marsh people to collect wood and reeds.