Joy of Life
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.
Close Your Eyes and Be at Peace
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the silent night that fell on the ravine, looking upwards, one would not see weeds, but a thick, ink-black night that stretched all the way across the precipices on both sides. Fan Xian adjusted his clothing, binding together his ripped left trouser leg.
"That fairy's name was Ye Qingmei," he said quietly.
"Ye Qingmei?" said Xiao En, shocked. "What are you talking about? Do you mean to tell me that the young lady of the Ye family was the fairy that I met?"
When the Ye family had suddenly risen to prominence, Xiao En was still the spymaster of the Kingdom of Wei, so through his spy network, he had some knowledge of her life. Fan Xian was not surprised at all. He laughed. "Who else but the 'fairy' you speak of could turn the House of Ye into a name known all across the land in such a short time?"
"So that's what happened!" Xiao En began coughing once more. "No wonder the Kingdom of Qing could rise so quickly. They had the temple behind them."