Li Bai had started drinking at some unknown time.
"Shall we go to Yangzhou?" Gu Ran asked.
The wind whistled, but it wasn't cold; it was exhilarating.
"Yangzhou is under construction, has been for three years. They'd have finished building a tomb for the Emperor by now."
"Then where shall we go?"
"To The Great Tang's Unsleeping City."
Having said that, the red-crowned crane dove downward, and the area below was brilliantly lit, the lights seemingly stretching up to the moon. Between the streets, streams of bright yellow light flowed together.
They say that the human world is as splendid as the heavens, and looking down on The Great Tang's Unsleeping City, Gu Ran felt the mortal realm could indeed stand alongside the heavens.
To his amazement, The Great Tang's Unsleeping City was a modern one, yet numerous birds and beasts from the sky descended into it.
The red-crowned crane didn't seem out of place at all.
