Zhou Meisen Reader · The Sea of Calamity

Author: Zhou Meisen
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Publish Date: 2006-01-01
Features: Zhu Ming'an pressed his face tightly against his aunt Yu Wanzhen's knees, rubbing them. Yu Wanzhen's knees were very cool, with the silk of her cheongsam stretched taut, yet slippery. Pressing his face against them brought an indescribable comfort. Zhu Ming'an felt this sensation was truly wonderful, somewhat like a dream. Even on a reasonably good street, amidst the jingle of rickshaw bells and the honking of cars, there was still a solitary sedan chair floating proudly. It drifted from the west side of the city to the east, and back again. Sometimes, it would even openly stop on an open field near the (Commissioner's Office) to rest, as if in defiance. The people under Commissioner Wang and Director Jin paid it no heed. The solitary sedan chair drifted for four years, becoming both sorrowful and stubborn. Amidst the swaying street scenery, the tenth concubine, Nan Rulin, once again saw the face of her late eldest brother. The eldest brother stood in the garden's pavilion, sighing over the decline of late autumn; the eldest brother leaned against the small trees inside the moon gate of the four-courtyard compound, talking with her; the eldest brother rubbed his hands and sighed deeply in her bedroom—these were all the things Nan Rulin would remember from her five years at Hao Gongguan (the Hao Mansion).