Now, the entire city lord mansion has become Wei Cheng's.
He stood on top of the towering city gate, overlooking this building complex that covers a full square kilometer.
Inside, there were elaborately carved beams, pavilions and waterside pavilions, flowing streams, and an abundance of flowers all around.
One could see that the person who built this city lord residence put a lot of effort into it, each courtyard seemed to tell a story.
Stories about talented youth, beautiful ladies, couples in love, about love itself.
This place really is a sorrowful place for the old man.
Judging from the layout of the city lord mansion, he must have married at least ten city lord madams, probably all of them were heavenly beauties, but beauty fades with time, people grow old, white hair grows, they then turn to a pile of dry bones, leaving only the old man alone in misery.
Even a few generations later, his own sons, grandsons, and great-grandsons all perished.
