Zhai Zhu

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Above the Great Dao

Fu Leisheng quietly left, following the direction in which Chen Shi had gone.


Chen Shi reached the government hall by following the cries of the Black Pot. Hanging high in the hall was the Bright Mirror, the place for ascending to the court to interrogate criminals. Being there, he felt a sense of oppression attack him, causing internal panic. The cases he had previously committed unfolded like a scroll in his mind, vivid and clear.


Chen Shi broke out in cold sweat, nearly ready to kneel on the ground and confess all the crimes he had committed over the past two years.


"This government office, such an impressive setup!"


He suppressed the palpitations in his heart and surveyed the layout of the government office.


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