In Jiazi, the first year of Zhongping in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the dusk in the suburbs of Luoyang was like ink, and the waves of the Yellow River were like crazy beasts, pouring into the streets and alleys, rolling up rotten leaves and mud, and making the bluestone road crackle. Raindrops the size of copper coins fell, splattering Dong Zhuo's imitation Jiazi Tongbao with mud, and the streets were filled with a strange smell of putrefaction and copper rust. The wild chrysanthemums on the outskirts of the city were splashed with black water and turned into a strange blood color, which corresponds to the prophecy of "Blood-stained wild chrysanthemums will cause confusion in the hexagrams". The Qingtong Cauldron is glowing green in the dark light, Zhang Jiao uses the talisman water to show his holiness, the whispers of the Taiping Road are mixed with the wind and rain, the Xiliang Army's horse hoofs faintly shake the earth, the silhouette of the Youzhou Cavalry is hidden in the twilight, all forces are like undercurrents, moving towards the secret of the Jiuding, quietly gathering in this chaotic twilight of the Jiazi Year.
