The Imperial Capital was exceptionally lively today.
At dawn, a carriage rolled out from the palace gates, disappearing into the bustling throngs of people. Along the streets, shop assistants shouted out their wares, and the morning eateries had long since opened their doors; wisps of white steam curled gracefully from the large pots boiling wontons and noodles.
Hearing the clamor outside, Xu Junjun pulled back the carriage curtain to take a look, then turned back to the Young Emperor with a smile. "We won't be having breakfast in the palace today. Let’s find a crowded little shop to eat at, and then head to the Tinglou Pavilion to listen to the storyteller."
Chapter 363