On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, Luting County, which had seen continuous rain and snow, saw the sun for the first time in a while.
The clean and radiant sunlight, that seemed almost to distill gold, generously filled the entire county town. Many people moved their chores under the sun, comfortably basking in its warmth. There was a sense of ease and joy as if the pervasive damp and mold of one's heart had dried up and scattered...
Fang Ke, who intentionally waited until after the mealtime to leave the Yamen in the upper right of the town, was dressed in a richly hued dark red fur overcoat resembling an affluent man of status. He sauntered towards Yuelai Inn, twirling a bright green jade thumb ring on his thumb.
Before he reached the doors of the Yuelai Inn, he saw the old shopkeeper wrapped up snugly, holding onto his cane, sitting by the doorway beside a brazier, his head tilted back, eyes squinting, comfortably soaking up the sun.