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... past, but he is not from the territory of Long'an Mansion."

   "Mr. Fang is right." Landlord Xie Guang'an said, "Although Zhao Chenghuang's jurisdiction does not belong to Long'an Mansion, it is next to mine, and there are no other jurisdictions between them, so it is convenient to travel."

  ...

  In the noisy market, there are many people coming and going.

  Some support the old and the young, some are alone; some carry bamboo baskets, some carry poles on their shou ...

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