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... eamed buns, took a hot bath in a wooden tub, and then went to bed early to rest.
Over here, while Zhu Ping'an slept soundly, he was unaware that his name had already started to spread in a small area near the inn.
Scholarly students are known for enjoying wine, composing poetry, and writing essays. During dinner in the main hall, someone read aloud in a mocking tone Zhu Ping'an's poem written at the ten-mile long pavilion, which included the line about hearing birds everywhere af ...
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