The once-in-a-decade snowstorm in the capital came to an abrupt end the next morning. The thick snow could reach one's knees. In such cold weather, even the most diligent merchants would rather stay at home to enjoy the warmth of the blanket than go out in the cold to do business.
The old night watchman who was on night shift hurriedly got up with the gong. The sun was not up yet, and it was still pitch black. He wrapped himself up in a shabby linen jacket and trudged across the snow-covered street. Before long, he reached Prince Yu's mansion.
