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... from the forty-third letter between Lin Ye and An Zisheng.
The capital, Xiangfu.
An Zisheng, who was only in his mid-thirties, already had a few strands of white hair on his temples.
The woman standing at the gate of the courtyard looked at her husband's lonely back with distressed expression on her face.
Outsiders only saw her husband as prime minister, but only she knew her husband's hard work over the years.
I have to correct official documents ev ...
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