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In the thirty-third year of Yonghe of the Great Wei Dynasty, on the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Snow as heavy as goose feathers drifted down from the sky, casting a layer of pale white over the streets and lanes of the Capital City.
The number of pedestrians on the streets was sparse, and even the bustling Vermilion Bird Street at the foot of the Imperial City was somewhat deserted.
However, to the east of Vermilion Bird Street, across two city bloc ...
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