บท 1754: As Long As You Won't Cry

Perhaps it was the fact that everyone was home this New Year, the word that they were writing couplets got around, and everyone in Mount Tianyu had gathered for the event. Li Zilan, Feng Rui and Qi Yuan had gathered to help. Fenghuang Niao and Fenghuang Cheng, who rarely made an appearance, had also shown up. A casual calligraphy session had suddenly turned into a formal event.

With a fresh layer of snow on the courtyard of Mu Mansion, the domestic staff assembled four to five tables and chairs. Every table had the materials needed to write the couplets.

There were sheets of red paper stacked on the table as the crowd gathered to take their seats. The courtyard was bustling with excitement for the New Year.