Mao Ni

A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants.
Thanks to one small act of kindness,
by providence she comes across a grateful friend;
Fortunate that her mother,
has done an unperceived good deed….

Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor…
Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road?

Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom.
Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost,
a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning.
Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.

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<p>The day brightened hazily. The clouds gradually gathered above Jingdou and turned the hazy light into blurry darkness. In the mess of buildings in the rear of the Royal Palace, the sleeping eunuchs and serving girls were still turning in their sleep. However, some among them had woken up a long time ago.</p>

<p>Hong Zhu forcefully steadied his state of mind. He slapped his face repeatedly, trying to use this motion to make himself maintain his composure. He had not been on duty in the Eastern Palace, so he had not been killed by the eunuchs and guards. Even though he was in the courtyard near the laundry facility, he still felt scared. He had no idea what he would face next.</p>

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