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After Pure Brightness The tail end of the school bell was still rusting in the stairwell. Wei Zhiheng stood behind the security bars of the third-floor corridor, watching the crowd below pour out of the square’s various exits. He counted seven seconds from the time the bell rang until now. His heart hammered to pump blood upward, and his ears were filled with the sound of blood flow, like an underground river changing its course. He turned toward the stairs, his right hand gripping the railing. The…-
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Before Pure Brightness It was nearly nine-thirty. On the third floor of the Miluo Building, in the Grade 11, Class 3 classroom, the ceiling fan whirled overhead. Its bearings lacked oil, emitting a rhythmic creak with every rotation. The breeze brushed past Wei Zhiheng’s nape, carrying away a sliver of heat, but his school uniform shirt was already soaked. It clung to his shoulder blades, the fabric heavy and saturated with sweat, sticking to his skin. He gripped a 2B pencil in his right hand. The…
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Spring Equinox Mist rose from the Cheng River and settled onto the cinder track of Jiujiu Square. The cinders were boiler residue—glassy fragments with sharp edges and a vitreous luster. Morning dew pooled on these sharp blades, refracting the dawn light into scattered, starlike points. Wei Zhiheng stood beneath the third branch of a camphor tree. The bark was cracked with deep longitudinal grooves that trapped last year’s withered leaves and scraped against his back. His shoulder blades and a tree…
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Before the Spring Equinox That drop of blood stayed on the seventh step for seven days. For the first three days, it was reddish-brown, its edges turning black from oxidation—flat and irregularly circular. On the fourth day, the humid southern winds arrived, and the moisture caused the salt in the bloodstain to resurface, forming a layer of white frost that felt rough to the touch. On the afternoon of the sixth day, a janitor wiped it with a mop soaked in 84 Disinfectant, yet faint pink traces remained…
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Chapter 9 Reflection Behind Closed Doors To be old beyond one's years is an ill omen! The night faded amidst his resolute silence, and the silhouette of Guzang gradually sharpened under the morning light. The palace paths were silent, save for the echo of his footsteps. By the time the morning dew began to rise, he had been kneeling on the jade steps outside Xuanshi Hall for nearly an hour. His court robes were soaked dark by the dew, his jade crown was meticulously fastened, and his back was held…-
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Chapter 8: Natural Disasters and Human Malice Damn it! Another trap! The rain in Jiangzhou carried a salty, fishy tang. Xiao Jue had spent several days in a ruined temple searching for evidence. When he untied the cylinder from the third messenger pigeon’s leg, the note inside contained only two words: Wu Dong. His pupils constricted slightly. The Wu clan of Chenliu was a family that kept a low profile in court, yet they controlled thirty percent of the salt transport in the Jianghuai region. They,…
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Chapter 7: Thoughts in the Night Rain Wishing to turn the world around and retreat into a small boat. Just as they returned to the post station, the rain began to pour as if the sky had collapsed. At the third quarter of the hour of the Pig, the rain tapped incessantly against the window lattice. Xie Heng sat alone beneath the lamp, his fingertips brushing the now-faded red mark on his cheek. The candlelight cast his shadow against the wall—lean, upright, and motionless. It was as if that slap had…
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Chapter 6 The Nine-Turn Corridor In this life, one only seeks to have a heart free of regrets. The candlelight in the Danyang Post House flickered violently in the night wind. Zhao Ning knelt on the floor, his forehead drenched in sweat. "The Third Elder said... that the events of the third year of Yonghe are a shared debt between the Xie and Wang clans. If you continue to investigate, it will not only harm the Wang family, but also the century-old reputation of the Xie clan." Xie Heng’s hand,…
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Chapter 5: The Connection Between Wang and Xie The warehouse was, in fact, a dilapidated three-entry courtyard in the eastern part of the city. When Xie Heng arrived, the gates were wide open, and dozens of wooden crates were stacked neatly in the yard. Their lids were flung back, revealing nothing but emptiness. The warehouse officials were kneeling all over the ground. May the Director be our witness! The Governor’s office only sent the order yesterday afternoon, saying the warehouse needed to be…
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Chapter 4: Implementing Land Severance A Scheme Within a Scheme The morning assembly at Taiji Hall dragged on until nearly noon. Xie Heng stood below the jade steps, the ivory tablet in his hands already warm from his grip. The debate over Land Severance had lasted for two full hours, ranging from the well-field system of the Rites of Zhou to the reforms of Huan Wen in the previous dynasty. Behind the citations of classics and history lay the naked power struggles of various factions. Your Majesty. Cui…
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