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... sonally written by his grandfather. His grandfather had never gone to school when he was young, and he had only learned a few words from the late emperor. His handwriting was not good.

However, he was never tired of writing couplets. After he was done, he would ask, “Grandson, look at my handwriting. Has it improved since last year?”

The person in his memory was no longer there. It had only been half a year, but Song Jingchen felt as if a lifetime had passed.

After a long ...

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