"I've lived aimlessly for over twenty years, never having been to the Imperial Capital, today I'll bask in our junior brother's fortune!"
"I've heard the Moon-watching Tower in the Imperial City rises hundreds of feet, not sure if it's true or false."
Xiang Changsong clung to the mast and slid down.
"Is everyone going?"
"Apart from the eldest brother, second brother, everyone is going. Don't tell me, junior brother, you're not willing?" Cao Rang asked with a smile.
"I couldn't ask for more!"
Liang Qu was delighted.
He had been worried about not knowing anyone in the Imperial Capital, but now the chance to join his senior brothers and sisters in the excitement couldn't be better.
Crate after crate of goods was loaded onto the carts, all special products from Yellow State, with a particularly large number of textiles.
There were more on the way than on the journey there.
The gangplank was set.
