In his earlier days as a county magistrate in Shaanxi, a certain oil seller, having been arrested for a crime, spoke with such bluntness during interrogation that he incurred Magistrate He's wrath.

He Jiongqing flew into a great rage and ordered the man beaten to death.

Later, when He Jiongqing took up his post at the Ministry of Personnel, he constructed a grand pavilion. On the day the main beam was installed, friends and relatives arrived to offer congratulations.

In the midst of the celebration, the very same oil seller walked into the hall, and He Jiongqing felt a prickle of suspicion.

Not long after, a servant rushed in with the news: "The concubine has given birth!"

He Jiongqing murmured mournfully, "The new pavilion is not yet complete, and the one destined to tear it down has already arrived."

The guests took his words for a jest, unaware of the deep meaning concealed within; subsequently, He Jiongqing’s son grew into a dissolute young man, squandering the family fortune through reckless dissipation.

He eventually fell to the streets, working as a handyman, and every time he collected his meager wages, he would invariably buy sesame oil and swallow it whole.