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Volume 79 Biographies 49: Xie Shang; Xie An

Chapter 79 of 晉書 · Book of Jin
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Xie Shang
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Xie Shang, whose courtesy name was Renzu, was the son of Xie Kun, governor of Yuzhang. Even as a child he showed exceptional native goodness. When he was seven his elder brother died; he grieved so deeply that he outstripped what ritual prescribed, and kinsmen marveled at him. By eight his intuition and understanding were already remarkably mature. Once, when Kun brought him along to see a guest off, someone remarked, “For everyone at this mat, the boy is another Yan Hui.” Shang shot back, “With no Confucius at the mat, who could pick out a Yan Hui?” Every guest at the gathering murmured in admiration. Before he was twenty his father died; Wen Jiao, prefect of Danyang, called to offer condolences, and Shang gave way to violent weeping. Then he dried his tears and poured out his sorrow; his composure was unlike any ordinary boy’s, and Jiao was deeply struck. As an adult he was candid and brilliant, with judgment and insight few could match; he brushed aside small-minded scruples and refused the petty pursuits of the crowd. He favored brocaded breeches until his uncles scolded him; he mended his ways of his own accord and so earned a reputation. He excelled at music and commanded a wide range of accomplishments. Minister of Education Wang Dao thought the world of him, likened him to Wang Rong, habitually called him “little Anfeng,” and appointed him to his staff. He succeeded to his father’s title as marquis of Xianting. On his first visit to the ministry, Dao—knowing a choice company was assembled—said, “They say you can dance the mynah dance; everyone here is dying to see it. Can it be true?” Shang replied, “Gladly.” He donned formal dress and cap and danced while Dao had the company clap and keep time; Shang swayed through the steps as though the room were empty—so unguarded was his manner.
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Promoted to a post in the Western Bureau, he found men arguing that those torn from their parents by war might still take office for the state and marry to perpetuate their line without moral fault. Shang countered, “Ritual grows out of human feeling and right principle; it should widen our humanity, not choke it. When fate turns cruel, judgment must still rest on the greater moral law. Failing to produce an heir was never counted among the gravest crimes; marriage exists to carry the hundred generations forward and honor the ancestral thread—that door cannot be shut. Yet nothing cuts deeper than the grief of kin torn apart while still living, of father and son cruelly separated. A minor bodily illness can cloud thought and dull the senses; how then can someone crushed by heartbreak and endless mourning, his inner world in chaos, hope to govern the realm? Anyone with a conscience will refuse rank seized in haste and bad faith. Such climbers are not the men we want; they only invite cynicism and entrench corruption. Even recluses who never waver deserve respect for holding the moral high ground—how much less should we prod the grief-stricken toward titles and wealth?”
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西 西
He rose to companion to the Prince of Kuaiji, then served at court as a Yellow Gate palace attendant before taking the field as General Who Establishes Might and prefect of Liyang; later he commanded the armies of Jiangxia, Yiyang, and Sui while serving as Jiangxia’s chancellor, keeping his general’s commission. Yu Yi, General Who Guards the West, held Wuchang, and Shang often rode over to discuss strategy with him. Once they shot together; Yi said, “Break the target and the military band is yours.” Shang loosed an arrow the instant Yi finished speaking and struck true; Yi handed over his secondary band on the spot. Shang ruled with austere simplicity; on arriving, he found the yamen had requisitioned forty bolts of cloth to sew him a black cloth canopy. He ordered it torn down and had the fabric cut into padded jackets and trousers for his troops. In the second year of Jianyuan an edict read: “Because frontier duty was urgent, Shang was earlier stripped of his Yellow Gate post and placed under arms. His position is strategically vital; his prestige must be heightened. He is now named General of the Centre of the South; all other titles stand.” Yu Bing soon died, and Shang resumed his old rank to oversee four Yuzhou commands while governing Jiangzhou. Before long he shifted to General of the Centre of the West, took command of six Yangzhou commanderies, became governor of Yuzhou, received the ceremonial baton, and garrisoned Liyang.
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使西 使 使
Grand Marshal Huan Wen planned a push into the heartland and sent Shang toward Shouyang with the main force, promoting him to General Who Guards the West. Zhang Yu, once a general under Fu Jian, had defected to Shang, but Shang failed to reassure him. Enraged, Zhang Yu seized Xuchang and rose in revolt. Shang marched against him, lost, and was arrested and remanded to the minister of justice. Empress Dowager Kangxian, Shang’s niece, was regent at the time and personally reduced him to General Who Establishes Might. At the outset of the campaign Shang had posted Dai Shi—General Who Establishes Might and prefect of Puyang—to Fangtou. Ran Min’s son Zhi and his general Jiang Gan then came over; they sent Liu Yi to beg Shang for relief. Dai Shi held Liu Yi and demanded the dynastic jade seal; Yi went back and told Jiang Gan. Gan assumed Shang’s army was broken and doubted any rescue would reach Ye, so he hesitated and refused. Dai Shi sent aide He Rong with a hundred picked men into Ye to reinforce the Three Terraces and lied, “Hand the seal to me for safekeeping—for now. Enemy bands ring the city and the roads are choked; we dare not send the seal out yet, only a lone courier to report. Once the emperor learns the seal is safe with us, he will see your loyalty and dispatch a major relief force with rich rewards.” Gan yielded the seal to He Rong, who galloped straight back to Fangtou with it. Shang ordered Hu Bin, General Who Rouses Might, to ride out with three hundred horsemen, take custody of the seal, and escort it to the capital. Fu Jian’s general Yang Ping still held Xuchang; Shang smashed his garrison and was recalled as palace attendant, given a light carriage, musicians, and a posting to garrison Stone Fortress.
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西 西
Under Yonghe he became vice director of the secretariat, then field commander for the west-of-the-river and Huainan theaters as Forward General and governor of Yuzhou, keeping his court posts while based at Liyang; he later added five Yuzhou and Yangzhou commanderies to his brief and compiled a solid administrative record. He memorialized for an audience, stayed in the capital, and handled vice director duties in an acting capacity. Soon he was promoted to General Who Guards the West and shifted his headquarters to Shouyang. Shang then recruited musicians and commissioned stone chimes to rebuild the court orchestra. Court music with bells and lithophones south of the Yangzi began with him.
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After Huan Wen took Luoyang in the north, he memorialized to put Shang in charge of all Sizhou forces. He was slated to garrison Luoyang but illness kept him from going. Early in Shengping his command was enlarged to cover Yuzhou, Jizhou, Youzhou, and Bingzhou. As his condition worsened he was summoned as General Who Guards the Court with cavalier attendant rank, but died at Liyang before reaching the capital, aged fifty. The court posthumously named him cavalier attendant, General Who Guards the Court, and ceremonially equal to the Three Excellencies, with the posthumous name “Jian” (“Unadorned”).
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Childless, he was succeeded by his cousin Yi’s son Kang, who died young. Kang’s brother Jing offered his own son Su as heir, but Su also left no sons. Finally Jing’s son Qian installed his boy Lingyou as heir to Xie Kun’s line.
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Xie An
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Xie An, courtesy name Anshi, was Shang’s younger cousin. His father Xie Ai served as minister of the imperial clan. At four he so impressed Huan Yi of Qiao that the man exclaimed, “The clarity of this boy’s presence—one day he will stand with Wang of the Eastern Sea.” By his teens his mind was steady and quick, his bearing relaxed and assured, and his running script already accomplished. At his capping he spent hours in “pure conversation” with Wang Meng; when he left, Meng’s son Xiu asked, “How did that visitor measure up to you, Father?” Meng answered, “He spoke on and on; his presence was almost overwhelming.” Wang Dao esteemed him no less. From then on his reputation carried real weight while he was still young.
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西 退
Summoned first to the minister of education’s staff and named assistant editor, he pleaded illness and declined both. He settled in Kuaiji with Wang Xizhi, Xu Xun of Gaoyang, and the monk Zhidun—fishing and roaming by day, writing and debating by night—with no interest in public life. Governor Yu Bing, coveting An’s fame, hounded him through every county until An grudgingly appeared—then, after barely a month, he resigned and went home. Further appointments as imperial secretary and companion to the Prince of Langye he ignored entirely. When Fan Wang, director of personnel, nominated him for a ministry post, An answered with a blunt letter of refusal. The authorities reported his years of ignoring summons; he was blacklisted for life and remained in the eastern provinces. Once, sitting in a stone chamber above a gorge in the Lin’an hills, he murmured, “How close this feels to Bo Yi!” Another time he sailed with Sun Chuo and others; when a gale whipped up the waves and everyone panicked, An went on humming and whistling as if nothing had changed. The crew mistook his calm for delight and held their course. As the storm sharpened, he said quietly, “At this rate, how do we get home?” The boatmen took the hint and came about immediately. Everyone present conceded his unflappable poise. For all his love of mountains, he never toured without a train of singing girls. After years of refusing office, Emperor Jianwen—then chief minister—remarked, “Anshi has joined others in pleasure; he could not avoid share their troubles. Call him and he will answer.” His brother Wan meanwhile held the critical post of General of the Centre of the West on the frontier. Though An lived behind a humble gate, his reputation eclipsed Wan’s; everyone expected him to reach the highest councils, and at home he drilled his kin in deportment. His wife, Liu Dan’s sister, watched the clan rise to wealth and rank while An held back and asked, “Is this what a man should do?” Pinching his nose, he muttered, “I doubt I can escape it forever.” Only after Wan’s disgrace did An think seriously of office, and he was already past forty.
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西 使
Huan Wen, grand general who conquers the west, named him marshal. As he was about to leave Xinting amid a throng of courtiers, Palace Assistant Secretary Gao Song teased him: “You defied every summons and lolled on Eastern Mountain while we kept asking what would become of the common people if Anshi never came out. And what are they to make of you now?” An colored deeply with embarrassment. Once he arrived, Wen was delighted; they traded life stories and laughed the day away. After An withdrew, Wen asked his attendants, “Have you ever seen me treat a visitor that way?” Later, when Wen called on An, he caught him arranging his hair. An was never rushed; he took his time finishing, then sent for a cap. Huan Wen stopped him and said, “Tell the marshal to come in properly capped.” Such was the regard Huan Wen showed him. As Huan Wen prepared his northern expedition, Xie Wan died; An handed in a request to resign and go home. He was soon named prefect of Wuxing. While in post he won no loud acclaim; once he left, people remembered him fondly. He was soon recalled as palace attendant, then rose to head the Ministry of Personnel and serve as central protector of the army.
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As Emperor Jianwen lay dying, Huan Wen memorialized that An ought to be named in the imperial testament. After the emperor’s death Huan Wen came to the mausoleum rites, camped at Xinting with a massive escort, plotted to seize the dynasty, and called in An and Wang Tanzhi intending to murder them at the meeting. Tanzhi was terrified and begged An for a stratagem. An’s face never flickered. “Whether Jin stands or falls,” he said, “rides on this interview.” Inside, Tanzhi was drenched in sweat and clutched his name tablet upside down. An took his seat without hurry and told Huan Wen, “When lords upheld the Way, their bulwark was their neighbors—why post armed men behind your curtain?” Huan Wen smiled. “Circumstances left me no choice.” They went on talking and laughing until dusk. Once rivals in reputation, Tanzhi now looked plainly second-rate beside An. Huan Wen once passed around An’s draft temple name essay for Emperor Jianwen and told the company, “Every line is a flake of gold from Xie Anshi.”
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Emperor Xiaowu was still a boy, real power lay elsewhere, and Huan Wen’s prestige dominated the realm—rumor ran wild and factions took shape. An and Wang Tanzhi steadied the throne with utter loyalty until calm returned. As Huan Wen lay dying he pressured the court for the Nine Bestowals and told Yuan Hong to prepare the edict. An revised every draft Yuan produced, so weeks slipped by without a finished document. Huan Wen’s death buried the whole matter.
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He soon served as vice director of the secretariat while directing personnel appointments and holding the title of rear general. When Wang Tanzhi left the capital for Xuzhou, An was ordered to take charge of the palace secretariat. An devoted himself to mentoring the throne; even Prince Daozi of Kuaiji leaned on his steadying hand. Enemy armies pressed the frontiers, dispatches stacked up, Liangzhou and Yizhou collapsed, Fan and Deng were lost—yet An met each crisis with unruffled calm and far-sighted strategy. His humane rule won obedience from every arm of government; he spurned pettifogging and set broad policy, projecting authority and grace abroad. Observers likened him to Wang Dao—some thought him the more cultivated. Once, atop the foundry hill with Wang Xizhi, he gazed into the distance with the air of a man who meant to tower above his times. Xizhi said, “Great Yu served the realm until his hands and feet were raw; King Wen skipped meals; even long days were too short for his labors. Today enemy camps ring the capital; we should throw ourselves into service, yet idle ‘pure talk’ sidelines real work and florid words block what matters—that is no fit response to our age.” An answered, “Qin trusted Shang Yang and fell in two reigns—was that the fault of leisurely conversation?”
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The palace lay in ruins, and An proposed rebuilding it. Wang Biaozhi and others cited foreign invasion to argue against it; An overruled them and pushed the project through on his own authority. The new halls mirrored the constellations and aligned with the celestial pivot, yet the corvée stirred no bitterness. He added the Yangzhou governorship and was permitted to bring a hundred armed guards into the audience hall. When the emperor began to rule in person, An was elevated to supervise the secretariat, named general of agile cavalry, and put in charge of secretariat records—though he stubbornly refused the military rank. When drought dragged on and the heavens seemed out of joint, An memorialized to revive fallen houses and enfeoff the descendants of Jin’s founding supporters. He was soon offered the ministry of education and command of the rear army’s entire staff attached to the grand headquarters; again he refused to take office. He also received palace attendant rank, command over five southern provinces plus the Yan fief in Youzhou, and the credential staff.
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Fu Jian’s power was at its height; the frontiers flared with alarms and Jin’s generals fell back in succession. An dispatched his brother Shi and nephew Xuan to meet each threat; they won wherever they fought. He was named General Who Guards the Court, granted an opentent equal to the Three Excellencies, and created duke of Jianchang county. Fu Jian then marched, claiming a million men, and halted along the Huai and Fei rivers, throwing the capital into panic. An was named grand commander of the expeditionary forces. When Xuan came for instructions, An showed no alarm. “The orders are already settled,” he said. Then he fell silent. Xuan dared not press further and sent Zhang Xuan to ask a second time. An had his carriage brought to the hill estate; friends and family assembled; he sat down to a game of weiqi with Zhang Xuan, staking a villa on the outcome. An was usually the weaker player against Zhang Xuan, but that day fear levelled the match—yet An still could not win. He turned to his nephew Yang Tan and said, “The villa is yours.” He spent the day strolling outdoors, returned only at night, and then briefed each commander on his assignment. News of Fu Jian’s defeat arrived while An entertained a guest over weiqi; he read the dispatch, set it aside without a smile, and went on with the game. When the guest asked, he said quietly, “The boys have already broken the enemy.” Inside, crossing the threshold, he was so elated that he snapped the pegs of his clogs without noticing—such was his habit of masking emotion to steady those around him. For supreme command of the victory he was promoted to grand tutor.
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Intent on reunifying the realm, An asked to lead the northern expedition himself and received command over fifteen provinces, the golden axe, retention of his existing posts, and two senior staff appointments. He memorialized to refuse the grand tutorship and ducal title; the throne would not hear of it. With Huan Chong dead and both Jingzhou and Jiangzhou open, opinion favored giving them to Xuan on the strength of his record and prestige. An worried that handing both posts to the Xuan branch—already laden with honors—would alarm the court, while leaving the Huans empty-handed might backfire: Huan Shiquan’s ferocity and victory at Mianyang made him dangerous on critical ground. He split the prize, giving Jingzhou to Huan Shimin, the river defense to Huan Yi, and Yuzhou to Shiquan. With three Huans on three provinces, the clan was satisfied and the throne unthreatened—each man had a fitting charge. His long-sighted, ungrudging settlements usually looked like this.
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He loved music, yet for ten years after Wan’s death he would not hear a note. Once he reached the summit of power, he kept musicians even during lesser mourning. Wang Tanzhi wrote to protest; An ignored him, and the gentry imitated him until the practice spread. He raised a lavish villa on the artificial hill, hosting kinsmen with feasts that sometimes cost a hundred ounces of gold; contemporaries ridiculed him, but An brushed it off. He long doubted Liu Laozhi could safely hold sole command and knew Wang Weizhi was wrong to govern a strategic city alone. Laozhi ended in mutiny and Weizhi fell to corruption—observers then conceded An’s eye for character.
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西 西 輿西 輿 輿
With Prince Daozi of Kuaiji wielding power and sycophants weaving plots, An took up headquarters at Buchou in Guangling and threw up “New City” to keep his distance. The emperor saw him off at West Pool with wine and verse. Despite shouldering state business, he never renounced his dream of returning to Eastern Mountain; it showed in every word and glance. At New City he moved his entire household and fitted out a seagoing return, planning to slip back east by river once the frontier was stable. That dream went unfulfilled; grave illness struck first. He memorialized for a prudent withdrawal, told his son Yan to stand the army down, ordered Zhu Xu toward Luoyang and Xuan to hold the Peng–Pei front, charging them with overall direction. If both enemies linger, we would strike east and west together when the spring floods come. The court sent a palace attendant to console him, and he came back to the capital. Learning his litter would pass the West Province gate, he brooded that his lifelong wish had failed and said to intimates, “When Huan Wen lived, I always feared I might not survive. He dreamed he rode Huan Wen’s carriage sixteen li and halted at a white cockerel. The carriage meant another had taken Huan Wen’s seat. Sixteen li stood for sixteen years—now complete. White fowl marks the you hour; the year-star sits in you—this illness will kill me!” He memorialized to retire; the throne answered through a palace attendant and secretariat officials. Earlier, leaving Stone Fortress, his drums had snapped mid-march; he, never wrong in speech, once misspoke—onlookers took both for omens. He died soon after, at sixty-six. The emperor mourned him three days in court, heaped gifts of coffin finery, robes, cash, cloth, and wax upon his house, and posthumously named him grand tutor with the epithet Wenjing, “Cultured and Serene.” He had no town house, so the court ordered the ministry to stage the obsequies. Burial honors matched those once given Grand Marshal Huan Wen. For the victory over Fu Jian his fief was raised to duke of Luling commandery.
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From youth his fame drew wide admiration. A countryman back from a stint at Zhongsu county called on him. An asked what he had brought home. “Fifty thousand palm-leaf fans,” said the man. An picked an average fan to carry; the capital mobbed the market and prices multiplied. He sang the Luoyang scholar’s tune in a muffled voice—his chronic nasal trouble—and leading men adored the sound yet could only mimic it by pinching their noses. At New City he raised a northward dike later named for the Duke of Shao in his honor.
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Appendix: Yang Tan
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Yang Tan of Taishan was a celebrated scholar whom An cherished. After An’s death he gave up music for a year and would not walk the West Province road. Once, staggering drunk from Stone Fortress, he sang his way along until he found himself at the province gate. His attendants told him, “This is the West Province gate.” Overcome, Tan thrashed the gate with his whip and chanted Cao Zhi’s lines about glory in life and dust in death. He wept his way off. Xie An left two sons, Yao and Yan.
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Xie An’s son: Yao
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Yao succeeded to the title, rose to companion to the prince of Langye, and died young. His son Gai inherited the fief and finished his career as prefect of Dongyang. Without an heir, his uncle Mo, supervisor of the imperial clan, offered son Chengbo; a crime followed and the marquisate was stripped.
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Liu Yu, honoring An’s service to the realm, created Dan—Gai’s brother—marquis of Chaisang with a thousand households to tend An’s rites. Dan had long held high office; under Huan Xuan’s usurpation he served as grand commandant and, with Wang Mi, delivered the accession tablets to Gushu. Under Yuanxi he was palace counsellor and again titular grand tutor, bearing the staff to hand over the Jin abdication to Song.
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Xie An’s son: Yan
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Yan’s courtesy name was Yuandu. Capped young, he was known for integrity and ability, and he cut a striking figure. He lived beside his cousin Dan, the protector, yet they rarely met; among kinsmen he kept company only with the most gifted. He rose from editor to assistant director of the palace library, then to cavalier attendant and palace attendant. At Fei River, An judged Yan fit for war and statecraft, gave him eight thousand elite troops as General Who Supports the State, and watched him shatter Fu Jian’s line beside cousin Xuan—merit that earned the duchy of Wangcai. Mourning for his father interrupted service; afterward he became General Who Conquers the Barbarians and interior minister of Kuaiji. Soon after. He was recalled as right vice director of the secretariat and supervisor of the heir apparent’s household, kept his general’s commission, and added cavalier attendant. His mother’s death left the court debating how his mourning rites should run. Counselors cited Pan Yue’s dirge for Jia Chong’s wife: ‘At the house of the Wu marquis, mourning broke the usual mold.’ ‘Spouses are one; court ceremony should treat them alike.’ ‘So the state should fund the burial on the model used for the grand tutor.’ Wang Xun had wed Wan’s daughter and his brother Min had wed An’s daughter—both unions failed—so the Wangs nursed a grudge against the Xies. Xun, now vice director, dragged his feet out of spite. Humiliated, Yan built his own funeral wagon; critics sneered.
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Late in Taiyuan he was General Who Guards the Army with concurrent rank as general of the right. Prince Daozi of Kuaiji named him marshal while he kept the right general’s baton. Wang Gong’s revolt earned Yan the credential staff and command of the vanguard. After Gong’s defeat he became General Who Guards the Court and governor of Xuzhou, still bearing the staff. Sun En’s rising added command of Wuxing and Yixing to his brief. In Yixing he executed the rebel Xu Yunzhi and restored Prefect Wei Yan to his yamen. He marched on Wuxing and crushed Qiu Gang’s band. The court paired him with Liu Laozhi, General Who Supports the State, for a second strike at Sun En. En slipped offshore; alarmed, the court made Yan interior minister of Kuaiji with five commanderies under his command, leaving his other titles intact. His prestige was thought enough to secure the entire southeast. On arrival he neither soothed the people nor readied defenses. His officers urged, ‘The raiders lurk offshore waiting for a slip; show mercy and offer them a way back.’ Yan replied, ‘Fu Jian’s million died south of the Huai—Sun En is a beaten refugee at sea; he cannot return!’ ‘If he does, Heaven itself has turned on the traitors and will deliver them to the blade.’ He ignored the advice. Sun En struck Jia Estuary, took Yuyao and Shangyu, and pushed to Xingpu, thirty-five li north of Shanyin. Yan dispatched aide Liu Xuanzhi, who drove him back. Then Zhang Qianshuo of Shangdang lost a fight; the rebels surged; panic spread; advisors called for a cautious stand, a fleet on South Lake, and ambushes along the approach. Yan refused. The enemy appeared before Yan had eaten; he declared, ‘We dine only after we crush them.’ He vaulted into the saddle and rode out. Huan Bao’s vanguard tore deep into the rebels, but the embankment was narrow—Yan’s men strung out in single file while ships raked them from the flanks and cut the column in two. At Qianqiu Pavilion his line collapsed. Yan’s camp officer Zhang Meng hacked his mount from behind; Yan fell and died with his sons Zhao and Jun; Bao perished too. Later Liu Yu’s victory at Zuoli captured Zhang Meng alive and sent him to Yan’s youngest son Hun, who cut out his liver and devoured it raw. The court ruled that Yan and his sons had died for sovereign and family alike, blending loyalty and filial piety; Yan was posthumously named palace attendant and minister of works with the epithet Zhongsu, ‘Loyal and Stern.’
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He had three sons: Zhao, Jun, and Hun. Zhao had been on the staff of the general of agile cavalry; Jun held the Jianchang marquisate earned by Yan’s merit. Their deaths among the rebels brought posthumous honors: Zhao as cavalier attendant and Jun as cavalier gentleman.
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Yan’s son: Hun
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Hun’s courtesy name was Shuyuan. Young Hun was celebrated and wrote superb prose. Emperor Xiaowu once sought a husband for the Jinling princess and told Wang Xun, ‘Someone in the mold of Liu Tan or Wang Xianzhi would do.’ ‘Figures such as Wang Dun or Huan Wen have talent, yet the moment they grow rich and powerful they meddle where they should not.’ Xun answered, ‘Xie Hun may fall short of Liu Tan, but he is every bit Wang Xianzhi’s peer.’ The emperor said, ‘Then he will do.’ The emperor died soon after. When Yuan Shansong wanted Hun for his daughter, Xun warned, ‘Stay away from the emperor’s reserved dish.’ The joke referred to old Jianye days when pork was scarce and the best morsel went straight to the throne—‘forbidden cut’—so courtiers likened the prized Hun to that delicacy. Hun married the princess and inherited Yan’s title. Huan Xuan wanted to seize An’s house for barracks; Hun protested, ‘The Duke of Shao’s kindness lingered in the pear trees— could Wenjing’s memory not shelter five mu of roof?’ Ashamed, Huan Xuan dropped the plan. He served as director of the palace secretariat, central supervising general, left vice director, and chief of personnel selection. His tie to Liu Yi cost him his life and his fief. At the Jin–Song transition Xie Huo told Liu Yu, ‘When you took the mandate I wished Xie Yishou could have carried the jade seal.’ Liu Yu sighed, ‘I regret it too—the young will never see his grace.’ ‘Yishou’ was the familiar byname of Xie Hun.
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Xie An’s elder brother: Yi
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Yi, courtesy name Wuyi, was known early. As magistrate of Shan he punished an elderly offender by forcing cup after cup of strong wine on him. An, only seven or eight, sat on his knee and begged him to stop. Yi checked himself and released the old man. He and Huan Wen were close. Huan Wen named him marshal of the west while treating him as an old friend. In Huan Wen’s hall he tipped back his cap, joked, and recited poetry as casually as at home. Huan Wen called him ‘my unbuttoned field marshal.’ Drunk, Yi ignored protocol—once he chased Huan Wen with a wine cup until Wen fled through the princess of Nankang’s gate. She laughed, ‘Without your wild marshal I would never see you here!’ Yi marched into her reception hall, dragged one of Huan Wen’s officers into the party, and said, ‘Trade one veteran for another—what of it?’ Huan Wen let it pass. When cousin Shang died, the west missed his rule; the court, trusting Yi’s steady character, gave him Shang’s old brief—four provinces, General Who Guards the West, Yuzhou governor, with the staff. Soon. He died in post and was posthumously named General Who Guards the West.
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His three sons were Quan, Jing, and Xuan. Quan won early fame and became prefect of Yixing. Jing rose to minister of the imperial clan.
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Yi’s son: Xie Xuan
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Xuan’s courtesy name was Youdu. Bright as a boy, he and cousin Lang were favorites of their uncle An. An once lectured his nephews: ‘What business of the world is it how we raise our boys—except that we want them to turn out well?’ No one answered. Xuan said, ‘Think of orchids and jade trees—we only want them rooted on our own terrace.’ An beamed. As a boy Xuan loved a purple incense pouch; An disapproved yet hated to scold him, so he won it in a mock wager and burned it—ending the fad.
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Grown, he showed statesmanlike gifts but spurned every summons. He and Wang Xun later joined Huan Wen’s staff on equal honor. He became marshal to Huan Huo, general who conquers the west, with Nan commandery and oversight of the northern campaigns. With Fu Jian pressing the border, the court wanted a northern shield; An put forward Xuan’s name. Xi Chao, no friend of Xuan’s, still marveled: ‘An defies the pack to lift a relative—that is clarity.’ ‘And Xuan will prove worthy—that is judgment.’ Everyone else scoffed. Chao added, ‘I served with him under Huan Wen; he placed every man, even grooms, exactly right.’ Xuan was recalled as General Who Establishes Might, Yanzhou governor, Guangling chancellor, and commander of all forces north of the river.
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Fu Jian besieged Xiangyang; Huan Chong rode out to meet him. The court told Xuan to draft three prefectures and sent He Qian of Pengcheng to threaten Fu Jian’s flank along the Huai. When Xiangyang collapsed, Peng Chao struck Dai Lu at Pengcheng. Xuan camped at Sikou with Gao Heng and He Qian, desperate to word Dai Lu that help was near yet unable to pierce the lines. Tian Hong swam underwater toward the city and was captured. The besiegers bought him, demanding he cry that the south had lost. Hong pretended to agree. At the wall he shouted that relief was hours away and urged them to stand firm. They executed him. Peng Chao had parked supplies at Liucheng; Xuan leaked a feint toward that depot. Chao wheeled back to protect his trains. He Qian raced in and broke the ring around Pengcheng. Chao pushed south again; Gou Nan and Mao Dang marched down from Xiangyang to reinforce him. Sixty thousand rebels penned Tian Luo at San’a. The court sent Xie Yan’s flotilla to Tu while Mao Anzhi, Prince Tan, Yang Guang, and Qiu Zhun stacked at Tangyi. Xuyi fell, Mao Zao died, and Mao Anzhi’s men routed themselves, rattling the capital. Xuan swung west from Guangling to strike Gou Nan’s host. He Qian raised the siege at San’a, seized Baima, shattered the rebels, and took Du Yan’s head. He pressed on and broke them a second time. Shao Bao’s head joined Du Yan’s. Peng Chao and Gou Nan pulled back. Xuan chased with He Qian, Dai Lu, and Tian Luo and crushed them at Junchuan. Liu Laozhi tore the pontoon; Zhuge Kan and Li Du of Shanfu smashed their grain barges. Gou Nan’s column fled north, lucky to live. Pengcheng and Xiapi garrisons stood down. The emperor’s envoy brought word of promotion to Champion, added Xuzhou, a return to Guangling, and a Dongxing county marquisate.
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Fu Jian halted at Xiangcheng at the head of a ‘million’ while reinforcements straggled from Liangzhou, Shu, You, and Bing. Fu Rong, Murong Wei, Zhang Hao, and Fu Fang massed at Yingkou; Liang Cheng and Wang Xian held Luojian. Xuan took the vanguard, joined Xie Shi, Xie Yan, Huan Yi, Tan Xuan, Dai Xi, and Tao Yin—eighty thousand men under one command. Liu Laozhi’s five thousand hit Luojian, killed Liang Cheng and Liang Yun, and hurled Fu Jian’s van into the Huai. Laozhi ran them down, bagging Liang Ta, Wang Xian, Liang Ti, Murong Qushi, and their gear. Fu Jian stacked at Shouyang along the Fei, blocking Xuan’s crossing. Xuan told Fu Rong, ‘You invade yet hug the river—you shrink from a quick fight.’ ‘Step back a little, let the ranks breathe, and we can watch from the saddle—far more satisfying.’ Fu Jian’s officers said, ‘Hold the Fei—never let them ford.’ ‘We outnumber them—safety demands we hold the line.’ Fu Jian said, ‘Pull back, let them ford, then ride hundreds of thousands of armored horses to the bank and crush them.’ Fu Rong agreed; the order to retreat broke the formation beyond recall. Xuan, Xie Yan, and Huan Yi splashed eight thousand elites over the Fei. Xie Shi’s line facing Zhang Hao bent slightly. Xuan and Xie Yan slammed home south of the river. Fu Jian took an arrow; Fu Rong died on the field. Fu Jian’s horde stampeded into the Fei until the river dammed with corpses. Survivors fled by night, mistook wind and crane calls for Jin drums, and froze or starved—eight in ten perished. They took Fu Jian’s mica coach, mountains of gear, and a hundred thousand head of livestock. The throne again sent an envoy with gifts. They offered Forward General and the staff; Xuan refused. A million cash and a thousand bolts of silk followed.
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An urged a follow-up: Xuan led Huan Shiquan toward the Guo–Ying line to retake the ancient metropolis. He camped at Pengcheng, chased Zhang Chong from Juancheng, and left Liu Laozhi there. Yanzhou won, he dammed Lüliang, threw up seven dikes, and eased logistics for everyone. The works became known as the Qingzhou channel. Gao Su took three thousand men to Guanggu and won Fu Lang’s surrender. He pushed into Jizhou: Liu Laozhi and Ding Kuang seized Qiao’ao, Guo Man took Hua Terrace, Yan Xiong bridged the Yellow River. Fu Pi posted Sang Ju at Liyang. Liu Xi’s night attack scattered Sang Ju. Fu Pi begged to yield; Xuan accepted. Xuan fed him two thousand hu of grain. Teng Tianzhi crossed to Liyang and the heartland of Wei capitulated. Four provinces quiet, Xuan took command of seven. He argued that pacifying Hebei required one hand on You and Ji, while distant Sizhou was better yoked to Yuzhou. Merit brought the duchy of Kangle. He ceded the Dongxing marquisate to nephew Wan; the court made Wan baron of Yuning instead. He dispatched Tian Yan against Shen Kai in Wei commandery and broke him. Xuan wanted Zhu Xu in Liang, himself at Pengcheng, shielding the river, Luoyang, and the capital. The court called for drawdown: Xuan to Huaiyin, Zhu Xu to Shouyang. Zhai Liao took Liyang and Teng Tianzhi; Zhang Yuan mutinied in Taishan; Xuan blamed himself and offered every seal. The throne soothed him, kept him at Huaiyin, and shifted Zhu Xu to Pengcheng.
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Back at post he sickened and begged off; the emperor refused. He pleaded incapacity again and was ordered to Dongyang city. En route his condition collapsed; he drafted:
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‘I am a common man unfit to serve, yet grace swept me into the army.’ ‘Ten years at the front—always first in the charge, repaying favor with my life.’ ‘I hoped a speck of merit might match the honor given me.’ ‘Heaven favors Jin; Your Majesty’s awesomeness awes every mind.’ ‘My uncle An helped perfect your harmonious reign.’ ‘Mists linger; the people still burn; you ordered me again to lead the van.’ ‘I dreamed of unifying the realm, repaying you in dust and dew, then retiring east with my uncle.’ ‘I set that hope in every memorial you read.’ ‘I meant only to serve house and state—not to watch uncle, brother, and sons die in a single season.’ ‘Grief poisons me beyond bearing.’ ‘Each loss nearly kills me.’ ‘Yet I clung to life hoping still to serve while the court found new pillars.’
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‘Last winter the prince asked whether to push or pause.’ ‘I was ashamed to yield ground yet unwilling to cling beyond my strength.’ ‘I never thought our plans would stall and shame would fall on me.’ So I return my seals to await judgment—strict justice would shame me further. Yet Your Majesty forgave and let me keep office despite my faults. Stone and wood would be grateful—how much more a man. Illness dogs me; each step invites blame; the old sickness flared until I collapsed—so you sent me back to the Huai fief. I meant to rest the army, heal myself, refit, and wait for another chance. Instead the malady only deepened. Now I cling to life hour by hour. Even in health I barely governed; cut off from court, I cannot cling to high office.
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Looking back chills the blood. My life is nothing; the realm is everything. I send Liu Ji with every seal and baton I hold. I beg a physician, leave to retire into Daoist healing, and a garrison chief to steady the chaos I leave behind. If I still die, call it Heaven’s cut. Let me see my family graves once more and I will die content—yet thinking of it I weep on this pillow.
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The court sent a master physician and ordered him to convalesce at Jingkou.
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He obeyed, saw no cure, and wrote again: ‘Six siblings are gone; I alone survive.’ No one living has suffered as I have. I cling to life only to repay you, praying one recovery will let me finish that debt. Orphans surround me; I cannot abandon them to the grave. The plea is wretched. Spare me dying embittered underground. No answer came. He sent more than ten pleas over many months. Finally he was named cavalier attendant, general of the left, and interior minister of Kuaiji. Zhang Xuanzhi left personnel the same year as Xuan; folk dubbed them the northern and southern ‘Xuan’—both stars of their age.
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He took his sickbed to Kuaiji and died there at forty-six in year thirteen. The court named him general of chariots and cavalry, opentent equal to the Three Excellencies, with the epithet Xianwu.
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Son Gun inherited, served as palace secretary, and died young. Lingyun next inherited the line. Gun was dull; Lingyun’s genius dazzled—Xuan joked, ‘I barely sired Gun; how did Gun sire Lingyun?’ Under Yongxi he led the heir’s left guard for Liu Yu.
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Appendix: He Qian and Dai Lu
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He Qian of Donghai and Dai Lu—brother of recluse Dai Kui—were Xuan’s earliest fighters, bold and cunning. Dai Kui stayed pure on Eastern Mountain; Dai Lu won fame in arms. An asked Lu, ‘How do you and your brother differ in calling?’ Lu answered, ‘I cannot shoulder his sorrows; he never loses his joy.’ Lu earned the Guangxin marquisate and became minister of agriculture.
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Xie An’s brother: Wan
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Wan, courtesy Wanshi, flashed brilliance—less depth than An but a genius at self-promotion. He wrote the ‘Eight Sages’ essay favoring reclusion over office and showed it to Sun Chuo. Chuo answered that the far-sighted serve or hide to the same moral end. Once he argued with Cai Xi at the conquest-general’s pavilion. Cai Xi tipped him off the bench and knocked his cap askew. Wan dusted off, sat down, and said, ‘You nearly ruined my face.’ Xi shot back, ‘I was not thinking of your face.’ Neither cared; onlookers admired the poise.
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He was called to the minister of education’s staff and a western bureau post—he declined. Emperor Jianwen heard of him and named him aide to the pacification general. He arrived in white silk cap, crane cloak, and wooden clogs. They talked the day away. His father-in-law Wang Shu governed Yangzhou. He once rode straight into Wang Shu’s hall in white cap and said, ‘They call you a fool—you really are one.’ Wang Shu answered, ‘The rumor exists—I am just a slow starter.’ He rose to Yuzhou governor, Huainan prefect, and commander of four provinces with the staff. Wang Xizhi told Huan Wen, ‘Wan belongs in council, not the frontier.’ ‘Sending his dash to herd ruins misuses him.’ Huan Wen ignored the advice.
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Wan took command preening on verse and whistle, never visiting the ranks. An personally encouraged every officer down to team leaders. An warned, ‘A commander must court his generals—swagger wins nothing.’ Wan called a meeting, said nothing useful, and flicked his ruyi at them: ‘Fine soldiers, all of you.’ The officers seethed. He sent Liu Jian to repair Makou, then marched toward Guo–Ying to relieve Luoyang. When Xi Tan fell back ill, Wan assumed a rout and ran—his army collapsed and he was stripped to commoner status. Recalled as cavalier attendant, he died at forty-two; that title became his posthumous honor.
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Wan’s son: Shao
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Shao, courtesy Madu, was known young. The clan’s brightest youths were nicknamed Feng, Hu, Jie, Mo. Feng was Shao, Hu Lang, Jie Xuan, Mo Chuan—baby names all. Shao, Lang, and Chuan died young; only Xuan lived to glory; Shao rose to marshal of cavalry. En, courtesy Jingbo, was broad-gauged; Shao had been palace attendant and Wuchang prefect. His boys Yao and Hongwei each climbed to high office.
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Son of An’s brother Ju: Lang
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Lang’s courtesy name was Changdu. Father Ju died young. Lang’s metaphysics and prose rivaled Xuan’s. Still weak from illness, he debated Zhidun before An until sparks flew. His mother dragged him away, crying that her life hung on this frail son. Weeping, she took him home. An told guests, ‘My sister-in-law’s speech would shame the capital.’ He died as Dongyang prefect.
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Lang’s son: Chong
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Chong, courtesy Jingzhong, shone as chief clerk to Daozi’s agile cavalry command. Once on a clear moonlit night Daozi sighed at the beauty. Chong said he preferred a wisp of cloud. Daozi joked, ‘Impure heart—you would stain the empyrean!’
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Chong’s son: Xuan
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Xuan, courtesy Xuanying, once insulted uncle Yuan Zhan at a gathering. Zhan snapped, ‘Your father insulted me; you continue it—kinship means nothing in your house.’ Chong, Wang Hu’s grandson, had quarreled with his uncle—Zhan remembered.
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An’s brother: Shi
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Shi, courtesy Shinu. He rose from palace secretary to vice director. The Gou Nan campaign won him the Xingping barony. At Fei River he shed the vice director’s tile, took the grand command, and broke Fu Jian with Xuan and Yan. A children’s rhyme ran, ‘Who says you’re hard as stone? Stone shatters you.’ So Huan Huo named sons ‘Stone’ to claim the omen. Laozhi opened the victory, Xuan and Yan finished it—but Shi held supreme command. He took the central army, the secretariat, and a Nankang ducal title. He memorialized to rebuild the imperial academy and local schools across the realm. Emperor Xiaowu approved.
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An’s death moved him up to General Who Guards the Court with cavalier rank. He feuded with Wang Gong of personnel; Gong quit in fury, pleading illness. Shi offered his own resignation. The ministry ruled he had abandoned post and stripped him. The emperor said, ‘Illness is no ordinary reason to quit!’ Tell him to come back. He stayed home over a year. Ten-plus pleas went unanswered. He won permission to run the secretariat from home like Wang Biaozhi. They offered him opentent rank and musicians; he died at sixty-two before the ceremony.
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A chronic facial ulcer drove him to hide his face. Something licked the wound white by night—folk dubbed him ‘Pale-Face Xie.’ He rose on his brother’s name, nitpicked documents, and hoarded wealth—contemporaries sneered. Fan Hongzhi wanted the harsh epithet Xiangmo; his memorial survives elsewhere. The court settled on ‘Xiang’ alone.
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Son Wang inherited and died young. Cousin Chong adopted heir Minghui, whom Sun En murdered. Yu then installed son Gao as heir. The Liu-Song founding ended the fief.
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Nephew: Miao
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Miao, courtesy Maodu. Father Tie governed Yongjia. He was rigid, fearless, and shrewd. He rose to palace attendant. After imperial banquets Xiaowu handed out draft edicts; Miao burned the bad ones while others flaunted theirs—critics preferred Miao’s discretion. He later governed Wuxing. Sun En’s men, Hu Jie and Gao Piao among them, took him and killed him. They ordered him to bow north; he shouted, ‘I wronged no emperor—I face no usurper!’ They cut him down. Lady Xi, his wife, was fiercely jealous. She repudiated him in writing when he took a concubine. He thought student Qiu Xuanda forged her voice and expelled him. Qiu fled to Sun En and helped wipe out Miao’s kin.
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The historians write: After Jianyuan, traitors and strongmen ran wild. Who held both sword and seal, steadied the throne, and let the court breathe easy? The Xies. Marquis Jian ran the center and the frontier alike. His principled voice restored ritual when mourning law frayed. He refitted bells and stones so the court heard music again. A gentleman, that man. Xie An began above the fray, singing in hills and on rivers like an immortal. Once he took office, the realm steadied and ethics calmed. Fu Jian’s horde and Huan Wen’s ambition terrified every minister. He broke plots over wine and saved Jin from stacked odds—true greatness. Yet music during mourning and feasts of gold eroded the very manners he saved—decay spread unseen. Yan: integrity and courage; Hun: poetry and polish—both kept the clan’s stature. Yi and Wan flaunted excess; Shi’s meanness stained them—small faults, true labels. Kangle—Xie Xuan—was soldier and scholar; at Fei River enemies shattered at his name; his Guo–Ying thrust rolled up the heartland. He nearly reconquered the north—cut down young, his plans live on in his words.
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The eulogy praises the marquis of the west, brilliant and learned. He spent his strength on the frontier and left his name in the capital. The grand tutor moved through office like a raft on an empty stream. Rank towered above his peers, yet one hill held all his longing. Yan and Miao embody loyalty; Yi and Wan embody unbridled ease. They were dragons, they brought glory—some as ministers, some as generals. How great Xianwu, whose merit earned the battle-axe of command. He nearly scoured the realm clean of rebels.
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