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.
Why Was The Imperial Envoy Angry?
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The rain pattered down, beating a tattoo into the roof of the workshop. It was a sharp contrast to the death-like silence below.
The workers were gathered at the back. The shock and fear on their faces was unhidden, but everyone's hands had subconsciously began to reach for shovels and wooden boards. No one knew what was going to happen next.
Standing at the front, the treasurers who had organized the strike also had faces full of fear. They watched the imperial envoy sitting on a chair before the door and did not pay any more attention to the dead master Xiao. No one dared look at the tragic scene of the separated body and head beside the furnace. They only stared in fear at Fan Xian's warm and gentle face. The feet of the crowds unconsciously backed up.