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Wang Pingzi wrote to someone, saying of his son: "The morale is improving day by day, which is enough to relieve people's worries."
Confucians cleanse themselves and bathe in virtue, they keep their words to themselves, they are calm and correct, and their superiors do not know; they are rough and arrogant, and they do not rush to do things; they do not think they are high when they are deep, and they do not think they are much when they add a little; they do not despise the world in peace, and they do not get discouraged when the world is in chaos; they do not agree with the same, and they do not criticize the different. They are like this in their uniqueness.
Xie Zhonglang was Wang Lantian's son-in-law. He once wore a white silk scarf and went to Yangzhou to listen to the king's affairs. He said frankly: "People say that you are stupid, but you believe that you are stupid." Lantian said: "It is true that there is no such opinion, but it is too late."
As a son, you should not live in the main hall, sit in the middle of the seat, walk in the middle of the road, or stand in the middle of the door. Food is not for the sake of abundance, and sacrifice is not for the sake of corpses. Listen to the silent and see the invisible. Do not climb high, do not stand near deep places. Don't criticize carelessly, don't smile carelessly.
Zheng Xuan wanted to annotate the Spring and Autumn Annals, but had not yet finished it. On his way, he and Fu Zishen met each other and stayed in a guest house. They had not met before. Fu was in the carriage outside and told him about his annotations. Xuan listened for a long time and found most of the ideas he had. Xuan got on the carriage and said to Fu, "I have wanted to annotate it for a long time, but I haven't finished it yet. From what you said just now, I found that most of your comments are in line with mine. Now I will tell you all my comments." Then he annotated it for Fu.
During the funeral of Confucius, Gong Xichi wrote a memorial: decorating the coffin and the wall, setting up the bamboo and the shawl, which was Zhou; setting up the Chong, which was Yin; setting up the silk and the flag, which was Xia.
Zeng Zi fell ill in bed. Music director Zichun sat under the bed, Zeng Yuan and Zeng Shen sat at his feet, and a boy sat in the corner holding a candle. The boy said, "It's bright and clear, is it the coffin of the senior official?" Zichun said, "Stop!" Zengzi heard it and said in a daze, "Huh!" He said, "It's bright and clear, is it the coffin of the senior official?" Zengzi said, "Yes, it was given by Jisun, I can't change it. Yuan, get up and change the coffin." Zeng Yuan said, "Master's illness has worsened, it can't be changed. Fortunately, it's still here in the morning, please change it respectfully." Zengzi said, "Your love for me is not as good as his. A gentleman loves people with virtue, while a mean person loves people with tolerance. What do I want? I can die properly, that's all." He lifted him up and changed it. He turned the mat and died before he could settle down.
When Wang Zijing was seriously ill, the Taoist priest wrote a memorial to confess his faults and asked Zijing, "What are the similarities and differences, gains and losses?" Zijing said, "I don't think of anything else, but I remember divorcing the Xi family."
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