On this side, the matchmaker rode her small donkey straight to the eastern part of the city, arriving at a large estate that occupied an expansive plot of land. The compound was encircled by white walls and gently caressed by green willows. Hanging on the tall gate was a black rosewood plaque engraved with the words "Cui Mansion," their golden characters gleaming in the sunlight. Those words, with their dragon-and-snake-like strokes, were profound yet restrained, devoid of any hint of sharpness.
Knowing her place, the matchmaker didn't dare stop at the main gate of the Cui Mansion but instead hurried the small donkey to a side gate along another wall. She tied the donkey to a willow tree nearby, straightened her skirt, and tidied her wind-blown hair behind her ears before deeming herself presentable enough to knock on the door.