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The blazing sun hung high overhead. Shafts of light pierced through the dense canopy of leaves, and amid the grating hum of cicadas, a woodcutter carrying a bundle of firewood on his back saw two men leading a donkey up the mountain path. He squinted for a while, then broke into a grin. “Ah, it’s Mister Lu—and the Daoist as well! What brings you two up the mountain today?” The area between Lu Family Village and North Village was mostly frequented by local villagers collecting firewood, and…
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Chirping sounds filled the air— A flock of birds glided across the mountain forest, one alighting upon the branch of an ancient pine. It tilted its bright eyes toward the scholar by the grave below, then fluttered down, landing atop the tombstone and hopping along it. On a sheet of pristine white paper, lines of ink took shape, outlining one figure after another—arrayed in formation, long spears standing like a forest. The brush tip danced, tracing armor plates and iron helms, sketching the proud…
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Morning light pushed aside the dark outlines of night, spilling across the rolling mountain ridges, and bathed Lu Family Village at the foot of the hill in a sheet of gold. Cock-a-doodle-doo— The rooster lifted its bright red comb and crowed loudly, breaking the stillness of dawn. Inside a small fenced courtyard, the Toad Daoist stood by the window lattice, lazily stretching before beginning to sway his round, bulging waist. In the yard, a speckled old hen darted out of the coop, scratching and…
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Tat-tat-tat The sound of galloping hooves sped along the official road, from the capital heading southeast toward He Valley Prefecture and Fushui County. Couriers bearing documents came and went without pause, hastily delivering them to the local yamen. Before long, proclamations were posted up one after another. All were warrants for the arrest of Lu Liangsheng. Beside his name was the portrait of Sun Yingxian, a sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked fellow with a crooked mustache, and—hm—even that…
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The night wind over the wilderness grew ever fiercer. In the depths of the dark night, the outlines of the mountains stretched dimly forward. The rustling sounds all around came from the trees swaying on either side of the road, and from a lone figure carrying a coffin upon his shoulders. The mud-stained coffin pressed against the straw raincoat and wooden leaves on his shoulder, producing a creaking, rasping sound. On the way back south, the suppressed emotions that had erupted atop the imperial…
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“Lord Min, you mustn’t!” Zuo Zhengyang, arms folded and leaning against the wall, called out. Min Changwen, who had just stepped past the doorway, glanced at him, lips pressed tight. “I cannot bear for an old friend to be left without even an epitaph. You would not wish that either, would you?” The wind blew in through the open door. Zuo Zhengyang, who had been about to dissuade him further, closed his mouth. Looking toward that scholar, he silently turned his head…
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Chapter 162 – A Visit
The evening breeze swept across the riverbank, reeds swaying gently under the fading crimson glow of the setting sun. With a splashing sound, ripples spread as a small boat pushed through the water and drifted to the ferry crossing. Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey ashore, turned around, and cupped his hands in farewell to the boatman. “Safe travels, honored guests!” The old boatman spoke no more than that. He stowed away his pole, walked toward the bank, glanced around, and, as always,…-
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The night wind brushed past the eaves of the corridor, and the chill of late night slipped through the cracks of the window, bringing a trace of coolness to the emperor, whose body was drenched in sweat. He pushed aside the silk handkerchief that had reached out to wipe his brow. Steadying his breath, he lifted the yellow silk quilt from the dragon bed, slipped on his shoes, and sat at the edge, once again falling into a daze, blankly gazing at the flickering lamp flame swaying upon the bronze pillar at…
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“Is the one you seek inside that pavilion?” The grass was slick with rain, dripping from each blade and pressed beneath his shoes. The Daoist, following behind the qilin beast, stepped out from the forest and cast a glance at the distant pavilion. “Judging from the display, it seems to be a house of high rank.” Walking ahead with the reins in hand, Lu Liangsheng tilted his bamboo hat slightly to the side, and gave a faint “Mm” in reply. “The Yang clan of Chang’an. Their…
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