"What a damned nuisance," an old woman muttered as she watched a police officer in a black uniform roughly yank out the Yinju flowers she had tenderly cultivated for two years. The flowers were beautiful, and she had been taking great care in growing them.
Unfortunately, by decree of His Majesty the King, the entire Kingdom had banned the cultivation of this plant. Not a single one was to be kept, a policy so strict it was... excessive.
"This is the law! The Tang Country has banned the cultivation of these plants! They've been classified as dangerous goods!" The young officer stuffed the uprooted plant into a sack and tossed it into the back of a truck parked on the street. Returning, he warned the old woman, "Growing this plant, from now on, is punishable by death!"
"My goodness, really?" A farmer watching the scene unfold gasped in shock, his eyes wide.
"Of course, it's true," the young patrolman replied, removing his wide-brimmed hat to let his damp hair breathe.