Yue Zheng Luying 60筝絖 719410篋肴肢 菴莉
際際消消忝栽翆翆音触
When Shusun Wushu's mother died, after the small coffin was buried, the person who carried it out of the house, stripped bare, and threw down his hat and tied his hair. Ziyou said, "You know the ritual." When the lord is supported, the fortune teller supports the right, and the archer supports the left; when the lord dies, it is carried out in this way.
Huan Xuan was the Taifu, and when he held a meeting, all the court officials gathered. After the judgment was made, he asked Wang Zhenzhi, "How am I compared to your seventh uncle?" The guests breathed their last at that moment. The king replied slowly, "My late uncle was a role model of his time, and you are a hero for thousands of years." Everyone in the room rejoiced.
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