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Categories: immortal chivalry
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This is a garden facing the open Xuan, decorated with ancient colors, elegant and pleasant, full of poetic and picturesque. Xuan, set up a table of wine, the first seat on the perch of an old man about fifty years of red face, the corner of his mouth with a trace of cruelty smile, looking out of the Xuan flowers between the hatching stone path, seems to be waiting for who. A slight sound of footsteps, from far and near, a moment of work, the flower path appeared a scribe dressed...