Liu po burst her chest.

On the road in Mianchi, a car carrying a crock blocked the narrow road. At that time, the weather was cold, the road was covered with snow and ice, and the mountain road was steep and slippery, so it was impossible to advance and retreat. It is near evening, and there are crowds of officials and businessmen on the road, and there are thousands of horses and chariots. There is no way. A businessman named Liu Po rode over with a whip and asked, "How much is the crock on the car?" The answer is: "It's probably worth seven or eight thousand." So Liu Po opened her bag and took out the contemporary coins, and immediately returned them to the man. He also ordered the boy to get on the bus, break the rope that bound the crock and push it all off the cliff. After a while, when the car becomes lighter, it can move forward, and everyone will move forward one after another.