Jiang Wang secluded himself in Xia Shan Villa, refusing guests, not even keeping servants.
After inviting Yu Liyang to sit in the courtyard, he went to fetch four jars of wine.
After thinking for a while, he brought two more jars.
The prized Fragrant Snow Osmanthus, a plant that was hard to find, had also been transplanted here. It stood proudly in the courtyard, swaying in the breeze.
Of course, the osmanthus flowers could not be smelled at this time of the year.
The saying "Floating Mountain old, Fragrant Snow withered" refers to the two most famous osmanthus trees in the Eastern Region. Beyond their enchanting appearance, the former soothes the spirit, the latter pleases the heart.
A low stone table stood beneath the osmanthus tree, with two iac cushions as if carved from jade.
Jiang Wang brought some iron berries and pastries, then sat kneeling opposite Yu Liyang.
