In the early morning of this day, there was a busy market on the left side of a small tea stall on the side of the road in the West Chu city. At the moment, there were people coming and going. Occasionally, a tired peddler would come to buy a pot of tea to hydrolyze his thirst, or a tired passer-by would come and drink a pot of tea, sit down and rest for a while, and then continue on the way. On the right side of the tea stall was a very large house, on the gate There are three words on the plaque: the house of the king...