Thoughts.
"At first, when I obtained these, I thought I would be very happy." "Lord Shangshu, what brought you to this point?" "As humans, we always keep up a tough front. It's not until we've drunk several ounces of wine or suffered an illness that we truly understand our place." Winter has always been the season for illnesses, each heavy snowfall resembling the order of nature's harshness. If one could cut off the snow with a sword, severing heaven and earth, what kind of scene would that create? Early in the morning, the steward reported that Zhou Wenzhen, the governor of Lin'an, had fallen ill again, suddenly running a high fever last night, which only broke this morning. He was currently on leave for recuperation. The steward asked if Minister Bai should take time out to visit him. "Lin'a
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