Mr. Du arrived in Quanzhou from Taiwan Island clandestinely on the second day of June.
On this day, it seemed like the heavens were particularly benevolent to the people of Quanzhou. After over half a month of rain, the skies finally cleared.
Households were airing their quilts, setting up bamboo racks everywhere. For those families with too small a yard, they placed them on the street.
Whether it was finely made, intact satin quilts or some old patched ones, they were all basking in the sunlight.
It appeared somewhat comical yet full of life.
Dressed as a fortune teller, Mr. Du, accompanied by two attendants, made his way towards the city center.
He dared not go directly to the temporary palace but waited outside Ketuken's temporary residence.
Ketuken, who had been on duty all night, was just returning home after breakfast in the morning.
