"After the Frost Calamity, I never saw such a peaceful and harmonious city again."
As he walked with the flow of people, An Jing looked around the streets with emotion.
In the northwest region, Kanming City was a very economically developed large city, where the walls of the street-side houses were covered with pasted ink paintings, and there were continuous shadow plays in the courtyards.
What was even more fascinating was the Wengtang and brothel near the city center in the distance, where people, having just bathed and still steaming, disregarded the howling cold wind and headed straight to the neighboring buildings, with enticing folk tunes swaying in the wind.
In the teahouses, scholars in blue robes read and sipped tea, watching the snow from the railings; in the taverns, sword-carrying warriors laughed boisterously, drinking and eating meat.
An Jing could clearly see all of this.
