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Green Mountain

Time flies quickly; may you enjoy a cup of drink. I know not the height of the green mountain, nor the depth of the earth. Only watching as the seasons change, that it took people's lives.

The Speaking Pork Trotter · Oriental
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37. Agreed Time

Double Ninth Festival, the whole city celebrates together.

The crowd swarms around the Princely Heir and the Commandery Princess as they make their way to the Prince Mansion, with commoners bringing eggs and vegetables as gifts, and young ladies tossing flowers at the Princely Heir from the roadside.

Not only is the Princely Heir popular, but even the two young masters of the Chen family are covered in petals, as if flowers paved the way and magpies built bridges.

Chen Ji also noticed a little monk about thirteen or fourteen years old amid the crowd, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, with reddish lips and white teeth, a handsome appearance, probably the Bodhisattva Wu Yun had mentioned before, from the Yunzhou Gening Sect.

When this Bodhisattva rode by, he unexpectedly turned his head to look at Chen Ji, who was initially taken aback but then smiled back at him.

In the procession, a girl riding a white horse curiously asked, "Little monk, whom were you just looking at?"