The 25th year of Emperor Chongzhen, the fifth day of the eighth month.
Nanjing Imperial Mausoleum.
Despite the torrential rain outside, Wang Zhixin, the eunuch in charge of guarding the mausoleum, opened his door as usual, intending to make his rounds. The moment he stepped out, he found a figure standing in the rain. The person wore a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, standing motionless in the downpour.
"Who goes there?" Wang Zhixin asked, his guard instantly raised.
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