Pingkangfang, Pinjin Cave.
Today is the fiftieth birthday of Mr. Zhou, the Minister of Household Affairs. Half of the dignitaries in the capital have crowded into Shuyu Tower. The sound of silk and bamboo, the sound of urging people to drink, and the delicate laughter of women mixed together, making people feel dizzy.
Gold bottles and jade cups, fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples, everyone has a smile on their face and speaks words that don't mean it.
At the end of this bustling area, beside a huge pillar, stood a man.
He was wearing a dark robe. The material looked good, but it didn't have any fancy patterns, and not even a single gold thread could be found.
