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Hanyuan Zhuding
History寒渊逐鼎
Alley Layman
The storyteller at the "Heming Tower" in the capital claps the wake-up wood, and the dignitaries in the hall hold their breath. Outside the window, the streets of the New Dynasty are bustling, and the patrol armor is as bright as a mirror - this is the thirty-fifth year of the "Qi" Dynasty. "As you all know," the old man said in a hoarse voice, "we were here sixty years ago, but what we were talking about was Di Rong demanding food and stick men running rampant. At that time, Chen Zhu, a scholar from a poor family, huddled in a dilapidated house in Shuofeng Town, with frostbite on his fingers, but clutching a copy of The Analects of Confucius..." He talked about the era when rice debt was crushing his spine: the frontier army was in arrears with pay, aristocratic families monopolized the imperial examinations, and the prince was unable to support himself. Until the war burned all the books, Chen Zhu abandoned his pen and picked up his sword, and went from gathering in the valley to the ups and downs of the temple, and finally in Jianghan, he created the Qingming world.
The storyteller at the "Heming Tower" in the capital claps the wake-up wood, and the dignitaries in the hall hold their breath. Outside the window, the streets of the New Dynasty are bustling, and the patrol armor is as bright as a mirror - this is the thirty-fifth year of the "Qi" Dynasty. "As you all know," the old man said in a hoarse voice, "we were here sixty years ago, but what we were talking about was Di Rong demanding food and stick men running rampant. At that time, Chen Zhu, a scholar from a poor family, huddled in a dilapidated house in Shuofeng Town, with frostbite on his fingers, but clutching a copy of The Analects of Confucius..." He talked about the era when rice debt was crushing his spine: the frontier army was in arrears with pay, aristocratic families monopolized the imperial examinations, and the prince was unable to support himself. Until the war burned all the books, Chen Zhu abandoned his pen and picked up his sword, and went from gathering in the valley to the ups and downs of the temple, and finally in Jianghan, he created the Qingming world.

Diary of a Film Cop: Song Zi's Twenty-two Years
Realistic Fiction片警日记:松滋的二十二年
Alley Layman
"Diary of a Police Officer: Song Zi's Twenty-Two Years" is a documentary literary novel about China's grassroots police officers written in the form of a diary. In the autumn of 2000, Chen Songtao, an outstanding graduate of the police academy, returned to his hometown of Songzi and became an ordinary community policeman at the Xinjiangkou Police Station. He did not face a shocking case. What he faced day after day were disputes over the ownership of farm cattle, helpless old people living alone calling the police, fights between migrant workers at construction sites, and late-night quarrels between husband and wife. From riding an erba barg to visit households in the village, to using the "Skynet" to protect urban peace; from a confused young man who mediates disputes on ridges, to a police station chief who leads a team to protect one side, Chen Songtao's career is in sync with the modernization process of China's grassroots police force, and is deeply intertwined with the changes in Songzi, a small agricultural town. Through faithful accounts of more than a thousand days and nights, this book depicts a group of grassroots police officers represented by Chen Songtao: the experienced old director, the auxiliary police brothers who are rooted in the local area, the prosperous community cadres, and the young faces who come and go. They are not heroes. They will be tired and confused. They often weigh between human relationships and legal principles, and struggle between family and responsibilities. But they measure the land with their feet and use their time to fulfill their oaths. In the process of mediating every dispute, escorting every drunkard home, and lighting every late-night police light, they interpret the simplest meaning of "people's police" - guarding the ordinary world every day. This is a story about time, perseverance and growth. It is a micro epic of China's grassroots social governance, dedicated to all the guardians who work silently in ordinary positions.
"Diary of a Police Officer: Song Zi's Twenty-Two Years" is a documentary literary novel about China's grassroots police officers written in the form of a diary. In the autumn of 2000, Chen Songtao, an outstanding graduate of the police academy, returned to his hometown of Songzi and became an ordinary community policeman at the Xinjiangkou Police Station. He did not face a shocking case. What he faced day after day were disputes over the ownership of farm cattle, helpless old people living alone calling the police, fights between migrant workers at construction sites, and late-night quarrels between husband and wife. From riding an erba barg to visit households in the village, to using the "Skynet" to protect urban peace; from a confused young man who mediates disputes on ridges, to a police station chief who leads a team to protect one side, Chen Songtao's career is in sync with the modernization process of China's grassroots police force, and is deeply intertwined with the changes in Songzi, a small agricultural town. Through faithful accounts of more than a thousand days and nights, this book depicts a group of grassroots police officers represented by Chen Songtao: the experienced old director, the auxiliary police brothers who are rooted in the local area, the prosperous community cadres, and the young faces who come and go. They are not heroes. They will be tired and confused. They often weigh between human relationships and legal principles, and struggle between family and responsibilities. But they measure the land with their feet and use their time to fulfill their oaths. In the process of mediating every dispute, escorting every drunkard home, and lighting every late-night police light, they interpret the simplest meaning of "people's police" - guarding the ordinary world every day. This is a story about time, perseverance and growth. It is a micro epic of China's grassroots social governance, dedicated to all the guardians who work silently in ordinary positions.

Echoes Deep in the Mountains
Realistic Fiction群山深处的回响
Alley Layman
From the sound of the railway tracks being constructed on the third line of the Grand Third Line faintly transmitted into the valley, to the spring breeze of reform and opening up ruffling the ancient wells in mountain villages; from the wave of migrant workers sweeping away the young people in half of the village, to the footsteps of the fight against poverty knocking on every wooden door. The four generations of the Chen family adhere to the ancestral precepts, the ancient tea forest and the "Nerve Red" that seals the promise in the three altars. They make choices belonging to farmers at the crossroads of each era: Should they stick to the barren but familiar land, or embrace the unfamiliar waves outside the mountains? Mr. Chen's sky-gazing notes, Xiulan's sewing machine, Xiangyang's lesson plan, and live broadcast footage of the creek-these ordinary objects connect not only the joys and sorrows of a family, but also a miniature history of rural changes in China. When the ancient tea forest took on new life on the e-commerce platform, and when the exploration team's drawings finally pointed to an unexpected road, the people of Yantou Village finally understood: the so-called road to happiness never lies in escaping, but in planting deeply. The mountains are silent, but they have their own echo. Every journey away from home is ultimately for a better return; every wave of the times settles into new fertile soil on this land. This is a story about roots - no matter where the branches extend, real growth always starts from the soil under your feet.
From the sound of the railway tracks being constructed on the third line of the Grand Third Line faintly transmitted into the valley, to the spring breeze of reform and opening up ruffling the ancient wells in mountain villages; from the wave of migrant workers sweeping away the young people in half of the village, to the footsteps of the fight against poverty knocking on every wooden door. The four generations of the Chen family adhere to the ancestral precepts, the ancient tea forest and the "Nerve Red" that seals the promise in the three altars. They make choices belonging to farmers at the crossroads of each era: Should they stick to the barren but familiar land, or embrace the unfamiliar waves outside the mountains? Mr. Chen's sky-gazing notes, Xiulan's sewing machine, Xiangyang's lesson plan, and live broadcast footage of the creek-these ordinary objects connect not only the joys and sorrows of a family, but also a miniature history of rural changes in China. When the ancient tea forest took on new life on the e-commerce platform, and when the exploration team's drawings finally pointed to an unexpected road, the people of Yantou Village finally understood: the so-called road to happiness never lies in escaping, but in planting deeply. The mountains are silent, but they have their own echo. Every journey away from home is ultimately for a better return; every wave of the times settles into new fertile soil on this land. This is a story about roots - no matter where the branches extend, real growth always starts from the soil under your feet.

我用七情钓人间
Alley Layman
I inherited the "Seven Emotions Fishing Rod" passed down from my ancestors and can fish for the emotions of the world. Happiness turns into a koi carp, anger turns into a blood shark, sorrow turns into a cold mist, and fear turns into a shadow. Everyone in the world thought that I was a happy angler. It wasn't until that day when I personally fished for my own "love soul" that I discovered that the truth about the demise of my family twenty years ago was hidden in my removed emotions.
I inherited the "Seven Emotions Fishing Rod" passed down from my ancestors and can fish for the emotions of the world. Happiness turns into a koi carp, anger turns into a blood shark, sorrow turns into a cold mist, and fear turns into a shadow. Everyone in the world thought that I was a happy angler. It wasn't until that day when I personally fished for my own "love soul" that I discovered that the truth about the demise of my family twenty years ago was hidden in my removed emotions.

Deities of Fujian and Taiwan
Short Fiction闽台神祇志
Alley Layman
A collection of unit stories featuring every god in Fujian and Taiwan, from the Jade Emperor to the little roadside god. Each chapter is an independent chapter, presenting the origin, characteristics and contemporary dilemma of a god in depth. Through a series of independent and secretly connected supernatural events, it shows the vastness and warmth of the universe in Chinese folk belief.
A collection of unit stories featuring every god in Fujian and Taiwan, from the Jade Emperor to the little roadside god. Each chapter is an independent chapter, presenting the origin, characteristics and contemporary dilemma of a god in depth. Through a series of independent and secretly connected supernatural events, it shows the vastness and warmth of the universe in Chinese folk belief.