Mengxin: "If his hair all turned white at thirty-two, could he still be considered handsome?"
Yang Rongji: "An Ren was able to compose and write poems at the age of twelve. His literary talent was actually greater than his physical appearance, as there was a saying in the Western Jin literary circles, 'Lu's talent is as vast as the sea; Pan's talent is as grand as the river.'
Mengxin: "So, Pan An wasn't actually handsome, right?"
Yang Rongji: "In the era I lived, he was definitely considered extremely beautiful."
Mengxin: "It's such a pity, I didn't get to see the most handsome man in ancient China."
Mengxin: "By the way, Sister Rongji, what do you think about later generations removing Pan Yue from the list of the twenty-four paragons of filial piety?"
Yang Rongji: "I think it makes sense."
Mengxin: "Ah? Really... I thought Sister Rongji would defend him a bit."