The four treasures of the study were quickly put in place.
Bai Yihwen's writing writhed like a dragon and a snake, inky splashes dotting the paper, finished in a sparkling sweep.
"Ode to Yuezhou!"
The crowd leaned in for a closer look, their eyes fiercely focused, all captivated by the article.
"... Yuezhou, a land of Qin for a thousand years, a dirge of thousand years; the so-called Yuezhou is not a mere piece of land. It is the soul of the Great Qin!
...seven hundred years ago, Yuezhou was surrounded by enemy soldiers. The men of Yuezhou left their homes and joined the army, enduring battles and traversing miles of sorrow. Nine out of ten homes were emptied. To what end? It was all for the Great Qin!
...Yuezhou is the Yuezhou of the Great Qin, and we are the sons and daughters of the Great Qin. The men of Yuezhou die without regrets for the Great Qin; they lay down their lives without hesitation for Yuezhou!
