Han Xizai

Verdant Green Maiden led her ox through the broad streets of Jinling City.

After repeated upheavals, Jinling's streets had changed greatly from what they had once been. Helplessly, the flowers fell away; Dragon Treasure Garden was gone forever.

The original site had vanished without a trace. It seemed that everything Verdant Green Maiden had left behind in Jinling had disappeared.

The great clans such as the Cao Clan and Liu Clan had likewise vanished into the dust and smoke of the Huang Chao Rebellion.

"What a pity."

Verdant Green Maiden murmured softly.

There were no old friends of Verdant Green Maiden left here.

As she walked, Verdant Green Maiden was suddenly bumped by a group of frolicking children. They held little toys in their hands, and upon realizing they had hit someone, hurriedly backed away several steps and bowed to apologize. "Sorry, madam! We didn't mean to!"

They apologized after bumping into someone.

Good children!

Verdant Green Maiden smiled, rubbed their heads, and said, "It's all right. Go play."

"Okay!"

The children answered with smiles and ran off happily.

Southern Tang valued culture deeply; even its children were exceedingly polite!

Watching the children disappear into the distance, Verdant Green Maiden's mood improved considerably.

"This lady?"

Suddenly, someone greeted her from the side.

Hearing the voice, Verdant Green Maiden turned and saw an elderly man in his fifties or sixties smiling warmly at her.

"You are...?"

"This old man's surname is Han, given name Xizai, courtesy name Shuyan."

The other man clasped his hands and introduced himself.

"Han Xizai?"

Verdant Green Maiden murmured.

That name was familiar!

She looked Han Xizai up and down, then asked with a smile, "May I ask why this old gentleman called out to me?"

"It is nothing of great importance. It is only that this