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Traveling through the 1980s: I make all the money

Duke Xian of Jin died, Duke Mu of Qin sent people to offer condolences to Prince Chong'er, and said, "I have heard that the loss of a country is always here, and the recovery of a country is always here. Although my son is in mourning, the mourning cannot be too long, and the time cannot be lost. You should plan it." He told his uncle Fan, who said, "You should refuse it. A bereaved person has no treasure, but a loving relative is a treasure. What is the point of the father's death? And you think it is profitable, but who in the world can persuade you? You should refuse it." Prince Chong'er said to the guests, "You are kind enough to offer condolences to the deceased minister Chong'er. I lost my father myself, but I cannot cry with you and grieve for you. What is the point of the father's death? If someone dares to have other intentions, it will insult your righteousness." He bowed his head without kneeling, and stood up after crying, but did not hesitate. Zi Xian told Duke Mu of Qin about his death. Duke Mu said, "The benevolent Prince Chong'er! If you bow your head but don't kowtow, you are not yet the heir, so you can't kowtow; if you cry and then get up, you love your father; if you get up without selfishness, you are looking for benefits."

Star Queen

Sun Xinggong said: "Pan's writing is shallow and pure, while Lu's writing is deep and messy."

Almost the best

Love butterfly rain sunny day

During the reign of Emperor Wu of Jin, Xun Xu was the Director of the Secretariat and He Qiao was the Prime Minister. The story tells about the origin of the supervisor and the commander riding in the same car. Jiao was of a noble and upright character, and he always disdained flattery. Later, when the bus came, Qiao got on it and sat forward without waiting. Xu Fanggeng looked for a car and then he was able to leave. From then on, the supervisors and magistrates were each given a carriage.

Ten whole foods

Sikong Gu He was having a conversation with the wise men of the time. Zhang Xuanzhi and Gu Fu, the grandson of the middle-aged man and the grandson of the great-grandson, both seven years old, were playing beside the bed. When he heard the words, his expression seemed to be irrelevant. Sleeping under the lamp, the two children narrated the host's words, without missing anything. Gu Gong crossed the table and lifted his ear, saying: "I never thought that a declining clan would revive this treasure."

Magic

Although Yin Zhongjun was a man of broad thoughts, he was more specialized in talent and character. Suddenly talking about the four books, it was like a iron fortress in Tangchi, impregnable.