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... Xi’an, he did not hurry.
Unlike Zhu Cunji, who would stop for every scenic hill and ancient pavilion, Zhu Yujian cared about only one thing.
People.
He rode alone, slow and steady, observing the settlement outside the city gates. The houses were neat. Smoke rose from kitchen chimneys. Children chased each other along the road. Farmers bent over fields that shimmered with an almost arrogant shade of green.
Too green.
Healthy green. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭. ...
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