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.
Fan Xian was not escaping. He was close to running. He traveled the path far away from Jiangnan, Jingdou, and the political storm in Qing Kingdom. He knew that no matter how the situation in Jingdou developed, the Emperor had made up his mind. No one could stop the deposition of the heir from happening.
Since it was so, anything else he did would appear extra and unnecessary. Furthermore, he was worried that when the Emperor went to worship heaven, he would pull him into Jingdou and set him up as a human-shaped shield in front of himself. After the Crown Prince was deposed, there would certainly be random rumors in court. Fan Xian was certain that the Emperor would have him clash with the random rumors and newly re-stabilize the balance in court.