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Although it was only a country estate outside the city, it had gathered half the court’s civil and military officials, as well as countless eminent scholars and refined gentry.
People brought medicinal herbs and gifts, waiting outside the gates.
They nearly blocked the village road entirely.
Flutter flutter flutter…
A swallow flew over and landed on the eaves.
A Daoist, leaning on a bamboo staff and carrying a brocade pouch, walked over with a young girl at his side, the girl also carrying a cloth satchel.
Faintly, they could hear the murmur of people’s discussions.
“If not for Mr. Yu founding charity halls and free schools, and throwing open his doors to welcome all, how could we ever have made something of ourselves?”
“During his ten years as Prime Minister, Mr. Yu governed with integrity and uprightness. With the court filled with treacherous men, it was Mr. Yu who held everything together. Only a few months after he resigned this year, the government has already descended into chaos…”
“Mr. Yu must recover quickly!”
“There’s no one left to carry on his mantle in the entire court…”
“Heaven must open its eyes…”
“Teacher…”
The Daoist stood at the very back of the crowd, still a fair distance from the end of the throng, and looked toward the old estate.
From within, they could already hear the sound of loud weeping.
“Mr. Yu, please,” the Daoist called toward the residence.
Then he stood still, patiently waiting.
Suddenly, the wailing inside rose sharply; someone cried out “Father,” and someone loudly announced the time. It was the third quarter of the...
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