Li Xuan and Qi Zhenzhuo exchanged a glance in the main hall of the posthouse. They thought the Lord Magistrate was so hospitable because the Yulin Army helped to subdue bandits, but it turned out the Magistrate was actually here for Brother Pao.
The Magistrate approached, holding Brother Pao's arm earnestly, and said, "Mr. Chen's poem Red River stirred my emotions, making me want to abandon my pen and join the army. However, my favorite remains Water Melody, which is unparalleled as the first poem of the Mid-Autumn Festival through the ages... I earnestly request Mr. Chen to leave a piece of poetry and calligraphy for Xuanhua Prefecture."
But Brother Pao shook his head, "Sorry, I can't write it. Lord Magistrate, I am not stalling or making excuses; it's true that I can't write it."
