Qing Yan Feng Yin

The water in the moat is frozen, winter has passed, but the spring has disappeared. It had just rained last night, and the early spring rain was always the coldest when it fell at the foot of the Imperial City. There are countless dry reeds beside the moat. They are usually gray and brown, but after the rain last night, there was a layer of white frost. The emperor in the imperial city has been ill for a long time, very old, as dry and lifeless as this reed. The cool wind blew on the young face of the city guard, making him actually sneeze. "Hurry up and pull the suspension bridge! King Xuan has rebelled! King Xuan has led troops to surround the imperial city!" The eunuch beside the old emperor swung his fly whisk towards...