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When going through the ceremony of bowing to heaven and earth, that uncouth duke pulled a lump of excrement onto Zhao Jin'er's instep.,Regardless of whether he was calling to himself, Zhao Jin'er still walked over to the small table in three steps and two strides, poured a bowl of hot tea for him, and held it out.,When Zhao Jin'er was washing clothes by the stream one day, she overheard some young village wives talking about marriage. Now that she was about to face it herself, her neck flushed red with embarrassment.。