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— Li Bai We part at the Pavilion Old; The river flows its water cold. Above we see trees not in bloom. Below the vernal grass in gloom. I ask a wanderer if we go astray; He says an ancient poet took this way. The way extends to the west capital, Where floating clouds…
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In the turbulent year of 190 AD, as warlords across China ignited the flames of rebellion against Dong Zhuo, a quiet but pivotal moment unfolded far to the south. The Han court, under Dong Zhuo’s control, appointed Liu Biao, a member of the imperial clan and a respected scholar-official, as the new Inspector of…