Unrest Tom Sharp

Spring water trickles down to the low fields where crops that people depend on grow. If there’s disease, if there’s unrest, the dukes of the four states take the blame. It doesn’t matter if the emperor’s weak; taxes still need to be paid.

下泉 诗经

冽彼下泉，浸彼苞稂。 忾我寤叹，念彼周京。 冽彼下泉，浸彼苞萧。 忾我寤叹，念彼京周。 冽彼下泉，浸彼苞蓍。 忾无寤叹，念彼京师。 芃芃黍苗，阴雨膏之。 四国有王，郇伯劳之。