Chapter Forty-One Last Night the East Wind Stirred the Small Tower Again (I)
Word Number：154
Author：一曲雨霖铃
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Release Time：2025-09-21
Said: At the grand gate I listened five nights and heard the summons; Receiving the gift, I first hurried from the left palace gate. Embroidered sash hanging level, gold brooch fallen, A pouch slung askew over brocade-lined robes. I marched with the leopard-tail guard in imperial procession, Standing beside the dragon-ornamented brazier near the throne. I laugh at those at Ganquan who call themselves attendants — They do not know the ancestral temples are not what they used to be. Story continues: When Li Xiaoyi led the great army to Linhuai, a northwest gale rose from the heavens. Li Xiaoyi saw it as heaven-sent opportunity and summoned his officers into his tent to plan. He said, “The art of war says: if you possess one of ‘timing, terrain, or unity’, you may win. Our cause is just, and our men are united; with this northwest wind against the rebels at battle, we will have the
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