The mid-autumn moon was full in August, and the garden at Changqing Residence was adorned with many lanterns. A few octagonal Palace Lanterns hung from the small pavilion. Tonight, there was no wind, only the floating fragrance of osmanthus and the rich aroma of wine.
Wufu and Noble Master Ah Jiu sat in a triangular arrangement in the pavilion, with several dishes to accompany the drinks and festive mooncakes on the table.
"Wufu, I wish you a happy reunion," Master Gui raised his wine cup in a toast to Wufu.
A reunion of people and the moon, nicely said.
Wufu glanced at Ah Jiu, also raised his wine cup in return, "I also wish Master Gui all the best in everything."
The two drank their wine in one gulp, and Ah Jiu took the wine pot and poured more for the two.
Master Gui felt a bit flattered and slightly avoided, but Ah Jiu held his hand steady and filled it up.
