Pei Yunmeng's study contained a wooden pagoda on the writing desk.
The pagoda was tall; every wooden block was personally carved by him with a dagger.
Few could enter his study, and everyone who did and saw the wooden pagoda would marvel at it, finding it strange that the Commander of the Palace Front Office, proficient in music, horsemanship, and archery, and not fond of drinking and merriment, would instead have such a peculiar hobby.
The first wooden block of his tower was piled up after his mother passed away.
Lady Zhao Ning was held hostage by the rebel army, and his father just watched as his mother died at the hands of the chaos, arriving too late upon receiving the news. Breaking free from the guards and rushing to his mother, he could only manage to cover the wound on her neck, the fresh blood gushing forth like a spring that could not be severed. She told him, "Ying'er... run... run..."
