Zhuque Street, the busiest street in the capital, is crowded with people coming and going. You are walking among the bustling crowds, and inadvertently, you are attracted by a unique fragrance that seems not to be there. Following the scent, you see a hexagram stall suddenly appearing under an old locust tree. The green cloth flags swayed lightly in the wind, with the words "God's clever plan, not allowed but not accepted" written on it. Behind the hexagram booth, a woman dressed in simple and elegant cloth was sitting upright. She wore a wide curtain hat on her head, and the veil covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of eyes that were as clear as water and somewhat ignorant.
