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Born-again star musician

Sima Taifu asked Xie Cheqi: "Hui Zi wrote five carts of books, why is there not a single word that touches the profound?" Xie said: "It must be that the wonderful part was not passed on."

Underworld priesthood

This month, the emperor drives away the beasts and does not harm the crops, and does not engage in large-scale hunting. When the farmers harvest the wheat, the emperor tastes the wheat with pigs and first offers it to the temple. This month, he gathers and raises hundreds of medicinal herbs. No grass dies, and the wheat harvest arrives. He makes light punishments, decides minor crimes, and releases people from light prisons. When the silkworm work is finished, the empress and concubines offer cocoons. He collects the cocoon tax, and makes it equal for the rich and the poor, the old and the young, to provide clothing for the suburbs and temples. This month, the emperor drinks zhu and uses rituals and music.

I, the arrogant flathead

Doomsday Fantasy Record

All the famous scholars went to Luo River to play. When he returned, the music director asked Wang Yifu, "Did you have fun today?" Wang Yifu replied, "Pei Pushe is good at talking about logic and philosophy, and his words are elegant; Zhang Maoxian's discussion of history and the Han Dynasty is fascinating; Wang Anfeng and I talked about Yanling and Zifang, and our discussions were also profound."

The Return of the Urban Overlord

The phoenix chariot is the road of the Youyu clan. The hook chariot is the road of the Xiahou clan. The big road is the Yin road. The riding road is the Zhou road. The flag of the Youyu clan, the saddle of the Xiahou clan, the big white of the Yin, the big red of the Zhou. The Xiahou clan's camel horse has a black mane. The Yin people have a white horse with a black head. The Zhou people have a yellow horse with a mulberry mane. In the Xia Dynasty, black animals were preferred, in the Yin Dynasty, white males, and in the Zhou Dynasty, males were strong.

She kidnapped her son and abandoned her husband

Gu Changkang worshipped Huan Xuanwu's tomb and composed a poem: "The mountains collapsed and the seas dried up, where will the fish and birds go?" Someone asked him: "You relied on Huan so much, can you see your crying?" Gu said: "My nose is like a wide wind, and my eyes are like a river bursting." Someone else said: "My voice is like thunder that breaks the mountain, and my tears are like a river pouring into the sea."