Fang Qingyun yawned out of sheer boredom. It was less than one hour until the grand festivities of the Spring Harvest Festival. Fortunately, they had made thorough preparations, including various kinds of contingency plans, and so far, there hadn’t been any unexpected incidents.0

When Fang Qingyun heard about an elephant falling into the water and flying out again, he dispatched someone to issue a warning—flying without authorization was not permitted in the commandery as it was too much of a hazard. Furthermore, demon beasts entering the commandery needed to be put on record, so the elephant’s owner had to comply in taking his elephant for registration.0

Such trivial matters took up Fang Qingyun’s entire day.0

“I hope nothing goes wrong tonight. I hope no one lights a bonfire and causes a forest fire. I hope there are no stampedes from watching performances. I hope no one gets jealous and starts a street fight…” Fang Qingyun rambled on, listing all the incidents that had occurred in previous years.4

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