C89 In the Rain He Borrowed an Umbrella and Borrowed Another Three Taels of Silver
On a drizzly official road, a scholar in outdated clothing was reciting poetry. His attire was fastened with a linen headband and adorned with patches. A long sword, wrapped in linen, hung from his waist, marking him as a down-on-his-luck scholar of humble means.
The sound of recited verse grew louder as Ye Chuxue approached, umbrella in hand
