‘It’s good to get some fresh air’ said a large deep voice. Zhong now knew the Empress’s true intentions, to stretch her legs after being in the city for so long. He wondered if she would even fit in the city or whether it was her intention to build a new home around her and make regal visits from time to time. Zhong wondered if there would be anything left of his farm. The Empress might be true to her word and leave his farm as it is, but the surrounding landscape might be destroyed. He might even be trapped within in, forced by mounds of earth and supplied with rations only supplied by the state to feed the state. He decided to go to temple and gives thanks to the Gods. He hadn’t been in a while, and at this time of doubt he could really do with some guidance.
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