The people of the Great Tang are truly passionate and exuberant, especially those in Chang'an City.
Every year around the Cold Food Festival, both sides of Qujiang Pool are densely packed with felt tents. There are spirited young gentlemen on spirited horses, radiant farm girls, fragrant carriages with luxurious curtains, all amidst a cacophony of laughter and joy.
The saying goes, "Everywhere in the spring city flowers fly, the east wind eases the willows during the Cold Food Festival."
Lin Wanwan chose not to join the bustling crowds, but the spring outing spot she picked for the princes was perhaps a bit too secluded.
By the time Li Tai ate his third slice of steamed pear, he could no longer sit still. It was rare for him to leave the palace; what fun was there in staying in the countryside estate to watch flowers, grass, and even his sisters play the lute and write poems?
Even for playing mahjong, you need four players!
