Shen Yuan cannot believe he's getting away with this, but he leads Jiang Cheng away from the lake and into the gardens. "These are more impressive in spring and summer, of course, but autumn has its beauty, too," he says—and it's true; Shen Yuan himself had done a little work on it, mostly to repair the damage caused in the zombie attack, but Claudius and Galahad really carried most of the effort to plant evergreen shrubbery and late-blooming roses; tall sunflowers nod their heads against the walls of the greenhouse. Goldenrod and purple sage overlap in a riot of color that could, if one squinted, be almost Jiang and Jin colors. He hopes Jiang Cheng doesn't squint—nothing good came of that particular union.