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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Joy of Life

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Before Yan Bingyun went out of the door, he was stopped by Fan Xian's call. After a moment of silence, Fan Xian asked in a low voice, "Is there news from Hong Changqing and the Qinian Unit?"

After escaping down from Dong Mountain, Fan Xian had charged directly to Danzhou. His trusted aides on the white-sail boat had all been scattered by the attack. Although Yan Xiaoyi died to Fan Xian's assault rifle, Fan Xian had been worried the whole time about the life and death of Qing Wa and his other subordinates. Since the rebel army had the power to seal off Dong Mountain, and the provinces were also willing to reciprocate the Eldest Princess' wishes, they had ways to seal the road from Dong Mountain back to the capital.

Yan Bingyun's thin lips pressed together tightly. He said after a moment, "No news." He glanced at Fan Xian, signaling that he had already been away from Council affairs for a month. His didn't have much intelligence in this area.

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