Chapter 740: Tianhui

After hearing Dusu'an's words, Thales fell silent.

"Regarding this matter, I consulted Chief Myrahovich. You and Zayen do not owe each other money, but you owe other people, many, many other people, money."

Thales raised his head, his gaze solemn.

"Using the foundation of one city to stir the moneybags of two cities, fill the credit of ten cities, absorb the money of twenty cities, and conduct business across more than a hundred cities, while what can truly be used for turnover and debt repayment is still only the capacity of one city..."

The light in Dusu'an's eyes gradually tightened.

"Relying on ever-expanding debt and people's confidence in your rule to extend debt deadlines, achieving the objective of never repaying money while making money forever..."

Thales narrowed his eyes.

"Sooner or later, something will go wrong."

Dusu'an was silent for a while.

But he soon raised his head, his confidence unchanged.

"First, ordinary people will have something go wrong," the Talal of Congzhong City said with a light laugh. "Because they will have bad luck, encounter accidents, fail in investments, lose money in business, and go bankrupt because of it."

Thales's heart sank.

"But we, whether you, me, or Zayen, will not. Because we are city lords. Nobles."

Dusu'an's eyes gleamed.

"We, or our descendants, will rule permanently, receive permanent income, and remain so for eternity."

"Are you certain?"

Thales was expressionless.

"You should know, not even the empire was eternal."

"That is only a description!"

Dusu'an waved his hand, utterly unconcerned.

"Second, we have always been careful."

Thales smiled sarcastically.

"Careful? If you were careful, how did I learn of this?"

"Who made your kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department so amazingly capable?"

At this point, Dusu'an raised his eyes, seeming to smile without smiling.

"Or did Your Highness actually torture Zayen into obedience until he even told you the name of his lover?"

Thales's expression moved.

"Zayen has a lover?"

"Who knows?" Dusu'an shrugged. "Third, as long as these two cities are still operating, as long as people still live in them, then someone will always repay the money."

Thales sneered.

"And that absolutely will not be you or Zayen," the prince said gravely. "Nor the powerful people who sign and stamp so lightly."

"Then think on the bright side. It will even less be Your Highness," Dusu'an gestured toward Thales. "You will forever be one of the 'people who make money.' For your entire life, you will never become one of the 'people who repay money.'"

Thales was silent for a long time.

So this was the Lisheng Talal praised by everyone inside the Homburg Dynasty, the one said to govern well.

Lisheng.

Thales could not help sneering inwardly.

Do not forget, Thales.

At that moment, the voice in his heart quietly reminded him:

Do not forget the purpose of this visit.

Do not forget.

Thales took a deep breath and returned to reality.

Correct.

He still had things to do.

The urgent matter was to turn back Jade City's raging tide.

For that, he had to give everything, exhaust every scheme, and find the weakness of the person before him.

He had to solve the enormous debt that was enough to destroy Jade City.

"You are right, Lisheng Talal. As long as the equals sign in the equation is not drawn, you can sleep peacefully."

The prince looked seriously at Dusu'an.

"But now Zayen has drawn the equals sign first. He is using the debts owed to you to urge repayment, manufacture a financial crisis, and force me out of the game. You are the executor."

Dusu'an's smile withdrew somewhat.

"Mm-hm."

Thales took a deep breath and prepared to begin this difficult battle again.

"So I hope you can..."

"I agree."

"I understand your reasons for refusing, and I know this is somewhat forcing the impossible, but please, what?"

Thales had braced himself and was speaking on his own, only to react a moment later. He raised his head in shock.

"What did you say?"

The Talal of Congzhong City, Dusu'an Lisheng Goda, who sat loosely before him, revealed a smile.

"I said, I agree."

He leaned forward and said seriously:

"Extension, interest waiver, restructuring, using the scale of a major creditor to persuade countless small and medium creditors not to rush the squeeze so urgently. Everything that can help you pass through the financial crisis and remain in Jade City, I will help with."

This time, it was Thales's turn to freeze solidly.

What?

He... agreed just like that?

So simple?

No other conditions?

Then all the arguments and bargaining chips he had prepared earlier based on the Karabeyan and Lassia families...

"Why... why?"

Thales asked foolishly.

"Oh. Do I not owe Jade City, mm, now I owe you money?" Dusu'an waved his hand indifferently, as though what he spoke of was not millions in debt but the cost of a meal. "The creditor is the greatest. This saves you from turning around and using 'debts must be repaid, heaven's law and earth's principle' against me."

"Oh, debts must be repaid, heaven..."

"Moreover!"

Dusu'an raised his hand in time and stopped Thales's words.

"As you said, using one city to fill two cities, two cities to exchange for ten cities, and ten cities to operate twenty cities. Sooner or later, something will go wrong."

At this moment, Lisheng Talal's expression became solemn.

"And very likely, it will begin with the collapse of one of the moneybags."

He looked seriously at Thales. The ease and humor in his eyes from earlier were reduced, replaced by caution and alertness.

This made Thales change his view of him slightly.

Dusu'an sighed.

"It is only a pity for Zayen. I wonder whether his sister still needs escape services?"

At this name, Thales's eyes shifted, and doubt in his heart gathered in another direction.

"You agreed to me so easily. I thought Zayen and you were close friends, like a loving married couple."

Dusu'an's eyes brightened.

"Of course."

Then Dusu'an changed his tone.

"But you know, let alone intimate friends, even married couples of many years will have their feelings tested."

The city lord of Congzhong City's gaze shifted, an aggressive look pressing straight at Thales.

"Especially when there are too many temptations outside."

Thales was stared at until he felt extremely unnatural and hurriedly coughed.

"But you know, two people do not necessarily have to talk about love and become husband and wife..."

"Well said."

Dusu'an clapped, paying no attention to Thales's intention and speaking on by himself.

"So, since you even handled Zayen..."

His expression turned serious.

"Why would I need to keep being stubborn, harm others without benefiting myself, and be a villain for nothing?"

In that instant, Thales looked into the other man's eyes and understood something.

"I understand. This is the true reason you agreed to me."

Dusu'an smiled.

"Yes. Though he is imprisoned and cut off from information, I can now be certain. You did indeed handle Zayen."

Lisheng Talal looked into Thales's eyes and said with certainty:

"These secrets, especially matters related to money, could only, and would only, be personally told to you by him."

Thales sighed.

All right.

Fine. He had not expected to hide it from him for long anyway.

For some reason, although he had persuaded Dusu'an and, hopefully, solved the enormous debt problem, Thales's joy at this moment was limited.

At least...

Jade City could pass through this crisis, right?

"Dusu'an, you are so easy to talk to. You even came thousands of miles to risk yourself for your brother, perhaps your wife from a previous life," Thales frowned. "Will your Cadil Asaf allow it?"

Dusu'an's eyes brightened, and he was delighted.

"Our Cadil is broad-minded."

Thales frowned.

"Then the White Priest, who lives secluded inside the Dawn Sun Temple..."

Thales's tone changed.

"Will he, or his Quintana, allow it?"

White Priest.

Hearing this name, Dusu'an's expression changed slightly.

Seeing his reaction, Thales knew he had asked the right question.

"Or let me ask another way. Will Talal Tianhui allow it?"

Out of Thales's expectations, the moment these words fell, Dusu'an suddenly raised his head. His reaction was even greater than when he heard White Priest.

"Careful, Diba Thales," Lisheng Talal said, his tone dangerous. "Do not recklessly comment on the affairs of a far overseas country."

He emphasized each word.

"Especially matters concerning that one."

Thales's eyelid twitched.

"Which one?"

"Every one!"

Dusu'an's tone suddenly turned cold and distant, no longer friendly.

This instead stirred Thales's interest.

He recalled the diplomatic homework he had done in Gilbert's lessons.

"After returning from the North, I heard quite a few rumors concerning the Homburg Dynasty's Talal Tianhui," Thales carefully observed the other party. "It is said that since the war of royal succession, the Homburg Dynasty's position of Great Commander has remained vacant for many years because your Cadil Asaf refuses to compromise and appoint someone else as prime minister?"

Dusu'an was silent for a long time.

"Rumors," he said softly. "Just listen and let them pass."

Dusu'an's tone was normal.

But Thales understood something.

Thales was silent for several seconds, then lifted his gaze solemnly.

"Is he... truly that terrifying?"

He.

The next second, Dusu'an's eyes immediately swept toward Thales.

Tense, alert, full of killing intent.

Thales was startled and hurriedly raised his hands.

"All right, pretend I did not ask!"

Dusu'an said nothing. He merely stared fixedly at Thales's desk.

Just as the atmosphere became a little awkward, and Thales was wondering what words to use to end and say farewell, Lisheng Talal spoke gravely.

"My father-in-law is the head of House Goda. When he was young, his eldest son and heir, my wife's elder brother, was flayed and displayed publicly by House Azad."

Flayed and displayed.

Thales was slightly shocked.

You Homburg people...

More precisely, you Homburg nobles...

"In revenge, House Goda captured and executed the blood brother of House Azad's head, slowly cutting his body apart."

Thales's eyelid twitched again.

He had heard of cutting tangled hemp with a swift blade, and he had heard of dismemberment by chaotic blades, but a slow blade...

You Homburg people...

Until Dusu'an's topic changed.

"Yet only two months ago, I laughed and chatted happily with the heir of the Sword-Holding House, mutually agreeing to serve as supervisors for each other's sons. My father-in-law also met old Azad as if regretting they had not met sooner, and insisted on marrying his beloved youngest daughter to him."

Laughing and chatting happily.

Regretting they had not met sooner.

Thales spent several seconds straightening out the logic before and after, then could not help frowning.

"What?"

Dusu'an smiled, but the smile was chilling.

"In truth, it is not only Goda and Azad. Throughout several hundred years of history, the seven great noble surnames that control the dynasty's pattern and divide the monarch's great power have hated one another as deeply as the sea. Their grievances are impossible to resolve."

He looked toward a distant, indistinct place.

"But now, whether Goda and Azad, who share blood feuds, Tubar and Miriye, whose doctrines oppose each other, Ukhraya and Takambu, whose interests are mutually exclusive, or the rigid and stubborn Nifat, the seven great surnames have set aside past enmities and become united as one, as close as brothers."

Set aside enmities.

As close as brothers?

Thales was full of doubt.

"Why?"

Dusu'an looked at him with a cold smile.

"Why do you think?"

He spoke slowly, word by word, with quite an aggressive force.

"Tell me, Diba Thales. Why would we set aside such irreconcilable, life-and-death hatred and stand together again?"

Looking at the other man's incomparably solemn expression, Thales froze.

"Because... of him?"

Thales asked tentatively.

Dusu'an stared at him for a long while, as if he insisted on seeing something from Thales.

"Yes. Him. Because of him. Because of this commoner of humble origin, fortunate enough to be promoted and employed by the Cadil, who thereby reached this day..."

Lisheng Talal spoke quietly.

"The seven great surnames of the Homburg court, the Homburg seven great surnames that even the grand patriarch shook his head over and gave up on, certain they would fight and slaughter each other until the Supreme Beginning..."

"Became one."

Looking at Dusu'an's expression, Thales felt cold along his spine.

Dusu'an turned his head, his gaze distant.

"Tell me. How terrifying must Talal Tianhui be?"

Dusu'an's expression was calm, and his tone ordinary.

But in that moment, from his words, from the words of this Homburg noble who had always seemed shrewd and confident, Thales read indescribable dread and fear.

The study fell silent.

Thales took a deep breath and worked hard to make the topic a little lighter.

"As far as I know, you, Lisheng Talal, also came from an ordinary background. Only after your achievements in governance and marrying a noble lady were you accepted into House Goda, the Lamp-Holding House of the seven great surnames."

Dusu'an smiled, his tone disdainful.

"Believe me. Compared with Tianhui, my little ability is as humble as dust."

Tianhui.

Thales chewed over this sun-name.

"That terrifying?"

Dusu'an shook his head with a cold laugh.

"Believe me. He is absolutely not merely, as the sun-name indicates, someone born with early wisdom.

"From the beginning of his rise, whether in self-protection, gathering wealth, receiving promotion, rising in office, grasping power, and then becoming the monarch's assistant, the false image of the dynasty, Tianhui has passed through jealousy, plots, and crises of life and death. Yet he responded to every move properly, and every action seemed to foresee events like a god. He has never taken even one step wrong.

"Many decisions that seemed unfathomably unwise at the time later produced enormous gains and returns, as though he knew the future, making them instead appear to have been arrangements he laid down in advance and harvested later.

"In no more than a few decades, Talal Tianhui made the Cadil obey his every word, made it so the office of Great Commander could be held by no one but him, made common people trust and support him, made the Dawn Sun Temple tolerate and give way to him, and even made the Quintana and the famed White Priest open a net for his many unorthodox acts and let him do as he pleased."

Dusu'an took a deep breath and repeated through gritted teeth with an indescribable emotion:

"Tell me. How terrifying must Talal Tianhui be?"

Born with early wisdom.

Foreseeing events like a god.

Knowing the future.

Obeying his every word.

Unorthodox acts.

Thales listened in shock and astonishment, but tried his best to appear calm.

"I remember the last person with a similar reputation was called the Born King."

Dusu'an laughed again. His laughter was very strange.

"I just said that I came to Jade City of my own accord. Not only for Zayen."

"So?"

The Homburg noble looked at Thales.

"At this very moment, another Homburg envoy group in the city comes from Leyrden City, dispatched by Diba Doro, or in your words, Prince Doro. Unfortunately, he is the sixth son of the current Cadil..."

Dusu'an paused slightly.

"And Talal Tianhui's student."

Thales froze.

"By the way, in this year's Election Assembly, there is a Homburg contestant whom he sponsored from back home," Dusu'an scratched his head. "I think the name was something like..."

A Homburg prince, Talal Tianhui's student, also sent an envoy group here?

Thales hurriedly pursued:

"What does that mean? What did Talal Tianhui send him here to do? Throw Jade City into chaos?"

Dusu'an shook his head with a cold laugh.

"Nothing. But also something."

Thales was utterly confused.

Until Dusu'an narrowed his eyes.

"The truth is this. Tianhui is rather concerned with you, Thales Jadestar. It began when you were still a hostage in the North, and it was not ordinary concern. From your clothing, food, shelter, and travel to your temperament and preferences, from your appearance and behavior to your past experiences. He pays more attention to you than to the ambitious tribes on the Duseri Grassland, more than to Suyo policy over its border vassal states, more than to the grudges between the Dawn Sun Temple, the seven great surnames, and even the Cadil. It is as if he is certain that among so many matters, you are the most special and most important one."

Talal Tianhui.

Concerned with... me?

Thales could not help freezing.

Dusu'an looked at Thales very carefully.

"That is why I came. Why I personally came to Stars. I wanted to see just what kind of divine figure could make even Talal Tianhui alert and wary, to the point that he sent envoys in advance to make contact."

Thales's mind went blank, and it took him a long time to return to reality.

"I... I do not understand."

The prince shook his head with difficulty.

"Talal Tianhui and I... do not know each other. We have never had any contact."

"I do not understand either."

Dusu'an snorted coldly.

"But people often say that Talal Tianhui is not actually a mortal, but a divine envoy sent by the Dawn Sun Lord to save believers, or a prophet born into the human world to enlighten the ignorant. Therefore every action he takes has deep meaning."

The Talal of Congzhong City looked at Thales, his words meaningful.

"Perhaps, to him, you are not merely some foreign political dignitary across the sea?"

Dusu'an changed direction.

"But a life-and-death enemy he is destined to face?"

Thales's brows jumped.

What?

What did that mean?

Talal Tianhui...

And me?

The next second, Dusu'an suddenly laughed loudly.

"All right. I will stop scaring you."

He waved his hands repeatedly in apology.

"Relax. Before he completely controls all of Homburg and stretches his claws across the Sea of Eradication, we are still there blocking him."

"Then... then thank you, truly."

Thales was still caught in shock, his mind heavy, and he responded casually.

"But I am rather curious about one thing," Dusu'an changed the topic. "How did you convince Zayen to bow his head?"

Thales took a deep breath and worked hard to return to the present.

"As you said, torture and forced confession."

Dusu'an seemed not to see that he was brushing him off and seriously shook his head.

"No. I understand Zayen. That would only have the opposite effect. This fellow seems cultured and refined, but in truth... If one wants to make him submit..."

At this point, the Homburg man's gaze moved.

"Wait. You could not have used his sister to threaten him, could you?"

Thales's heart shook, and his expression was half a beat slow.

Dusu'an accurately caught that instant of wrongness.

But he did not show the pride and joy of discovering the truth. Instead, his eyes slowly widened, shocked and astonished.

"Dawn Sun. Lord above. You... truly? His sister? That is why he compromised?"

Thales froze, then hurriedly adjusted himself and pursued:

"No, of course not. Threatening someone with their family weakness is something... Why would you ask that?"

Dusu'an's expression did not change. He still looked at Thales in disbelief.

"Run."

"What?" Thales did not react for a moment.

"Run, Thales, my adorable little Diba."

The next second, the Homburg man seemed to understand something, and he no longer cared about the flaw in the title.

"Run quickly."

"I do not understand..."

"Run as far as you can!"

At this moment, Dusu'an was rarely and incomparably serious, leaving Thales dumbfounded.

"Even if you must run up Mount Sigh, into Duseri, across the ancient lands of the Sea of Flames, to Suyo, to Fusang, to the boundless ocean beyond the Seven Seas!"

Lisheng Talal clenched his teeth.

"Before Zayen finally acts..."

"And thoroughly puts you to death."

Supplementary Material

Selected historical documents concerning the Homburg Dynasty's alliance with Suyo and the launching of the Second Continental War:

Across the distant sea now dwell western barbarian thieves. One is called the Star Barbarians, and one the Snow Captives...

Descendants of tyrants, poison left by false emperors, eating raw flesh and drinking blood, plucking grass for clothing, living in cold and lowly lands, with troops that do not even form proper squads. They falsely call themselves Stars, compare themselves to a kingdom, use institutions in arrogance, and repeatedly offend heavenly might. Violent and wanton, ruler not a model for subject, harboring filth and accepting corruption, people without shame, base and foul, the whole country no better than livestock, abandoning rites and lacking the Way, heaven grants them no season...

In the former War of Eradication, when the great edifice collapsed, our Ancestor Feng of House Chen accorded with the righteous way of heaven and earth, gathered the choice of the divine instruments, and with one call, a hundred answered. Leading the heroes to turn back the raging tide, accomplishing merit alone, he attacked the false emperor and slew the violent state. As pillar amid the current, he saved tens of thousands from fire and water. As leader of heroes, he spared the hundred nations from slavery...

After all beneath heaven was settled, Ancestor Feng's utmost virtue showed mercy to Tuo Mond, wicked child of the false emperor, and Suyo, cherishing benevolence, righteously released the chief evil of the northern captives, Nai Karu. They were both permitted to establish states, to enrich the people and herd them on behalf of the king, their positions among the feudal lords. Lords Tuo and Nai, remembering the vast royal grace, were all moved to tears, kowtowed in thanks, pointed to heaven and swore to remember the mercy that spared their lives, to repay the reward of grace passed to descendants, and to spread the virtue of Ancestor Feng the Son of Heaven. Thus more than two hundred years passed...

Alas, their descendants were stubborn and foolish. They did not devote themselves to guarding their states, changing their hearts, and repenting to atone for former crimes. Wolf and jackal by nature, they did evil in one region. Wickedness gave birth to harm, and the calamity reached far. When our dynasty heard of it, none did not sigh in pain and hatred. Remembering old friendship, we hoped they would respect themselves. Yet they grew worse, failing to take warning from the false emperor's old evils. Willingly fallen, never thinking to examine themselves. Lacking integrity and righteousness, forgetting Ancestor Feng's old grace. Proud and arrogant, refusing to accept Suyo's tribute. Tyrannical and without the Way, stubborn in evil without repentance, they became today's evil of the Star Barbarians and harm of the Snow Captives. The magnitude of their evil cannot be separated by ten thousand li of passes and mountains. The depth of their harm cannot be contained even by high heaven and broad sea...

Suyo is orthodox, common master beneath heaven. The divine instrument is rightly placed, and the four barbarian quarters submit. Its might reaches overseas, and ten thousand states come to court. It rules the Central Plain to herd all beneath heaven, resides in Taixuan to command the many lands.

There is now the ruler of Great Han, Kahan-Dile. His ancestor was named Ama, who righteously followed Ancestor Feng in attacking the violent emperor, served at his side, loyal and unwavering, before and after the saddle and horse, with no small merit. Ancestor Feng therefore permitted him to establish a state, graciously exempted him from ministerial tribute, and did not list him among vassals. This has been passed down for a hundred years.

Now the fifth-generation grandson of Ama Khan is on the throne. Dwelling in poor and remote lands, himself among barbarians, not knowing royal might, he has repeatedly made small offenses. Our dynasty is broad and magnanimous and does not cling to minor faults. If the royal army grew angry, even those far away would be punished; a million heroic soldiers would march, and thieves would be ground to powder. What fortune could that court and those people have? Yet since I ascended the utmost, my nature has been gentle and my state policy conciliatory, warming and nurturing all beneath heaven. Remembering that Han's border offenses truly came from hardship, pitying that its people were innocent and unbearable to plunge into misery, understanding that Kahan-Dile was childish and ignorant, I therefore concealed my light, bided my time, and did not act. I especially bestowed money and silk to save them from difficulty, set aside investigation of their errors, repaid grievance with virtue, and moved their hearts with gratitude.

All within Han bathed in grace and received gifts. Remembering Ancestor Feng's old affairs, they suddenly awakened, stopped their armies, sought peace, repented crimes, reflected on mistakes, and painfully changed their former wrongs. Their rites were extremely respectful, their ceremonies especially reverent. They accepted our royal transformation, admired our civilization, turned their hearts truly toward us, loyal, straightforward, and upright. How could I be stingy? Each year I bestowed ten thousand gold, generously granted territory, and gave countless bolts of cloth, grain, and horses, using the feeling of a ruler and father licking and feeding his young to answer Han's infant-like admiration and longing, pledging a land forever solid and a state of alliance, displaying the virtue of the common master beneath heaven in ruling the age.

Now Han's envoys have been humiliated by the Star Barbarians and Snow Captives, insulted by distant westerners across the sea. The Kahan is angry and hateful, ill day and night. His people are indignant and afraid, unable to live in peace. National disgrace and family shame cannot share the same sky. When I heard of this with my ministers, it was as though my own hands and feet were hacked, my body bearing the pain. Ten fingers connect to the heart, and tears wet my robe. Han is trapped in difficulties inside and out, seeking troops and horses from Taixuan. That court's Kahan is near death, begging the royal army to leave the sacred capital.

Though I am unworthy, I have not forgotten Ancestor Feng's teachings. To uphold justice and guard the Way, I do not decline great responsibility. To support the endangered and rescue the distressed, how could I hesitate? To punish traitors and remove tyrants, who but I? Since this is to seek justice for brothers, how could I cherish my own life and body? Thus I send righteous men, gather the loyal and good, assemble the royal army, grasp the Great Way, and aid our hands and feet.

Opening the eyes of all beneath heaven, what firmness cannot be destroyed? Using the kingly way to strike thieves, what merit cannot be achieved? Gathering ten thousand people to punish captives, what matter cannot be accomplished? Crossing mountains and seas, pacifying and destroying the extreme evil of the Star Barbarians and the ultimate barbarity of the Snow Captives, cutting through thorns and brambles, removing all foul blood and barbarian poison left by the false emperor. Purifying heaven and earth with the righteous Way, returning peace to the universe. Heaven's mandate is with us. Those without the Way must be punished!

This proclamation is issued to Suyo's fourteen provinces and all barbarian vassals, so that all may know. All provincial military governors shall obey the royal command, halt private fighting, gather soldiers, and go together to the national war.

If any do not obey, Ancestor Feng's spirit shall witness it, and all beneath heaven shall strike them together!

Autumn of the thirteenth year of Jingrun.

"Hand-copied Imperial Proclamation by Sun, Administrative Aide of Jizhou" in small characters.

"Appreciated by the Master of Moon-Gazing Studio" seal.

"Sun Clan Shengqin" seal.

Excerpted from Proclamation by Royal Command to Punish the Western Barbarian Captives, Calendar of Eradication, year 237.

Jingrun was the era name of King Xiao, Chen Pu, who reigned from Calendar of Eradication 205 to 238. The original proclamation was formerly held in the Suyo court and was lost in war.

The earliest surviving, best preserved, and least erroneous version is the handwritten copy of Sun Lian, style name Qingquan, who lived from Calendar of Eradication 191 to 244 and served as administrative aide in the field headquarters of the Jizhou Military Governor of the Suyo Dynasty.

It is now held in the Taixuan Hall of the Five Palaces People's Museum in the palace district of Saint Lin City. It was unearthed from Tomb Pit 12 of the Sun family tomb group in Jinting Township, Beihuai County, Jizhou Province. The tomb owner was Sun Hui, called the Master of Moon-Gazing Studio, style name Shengqin, who lived from Beginning Calendar year 21 to year 89.

Please do not eat, drink, or make loud noise inside the museum. Please do not lean on display cases. Please turn off flash when taking photographs.