Chapter 491

In the thirteenth year of Hongwu, Chang'an City was right in the middle of late summer and early autumn. In the south of the city, the Drunken Immortal Tower was brightly lit and decorated with festive lanterns, while the sound of stringed and wind instruments filled the air. Standing five stories tall, the tower featured vermilion lacquer and carved railings, with bronze bells hanging from its eaves that chimed merrily in the breeze. Inside, the tables were packed with guests—mostly scholars and men of letters dressed in brocade robes, alongside chivalrous swordsmen with long swords strapped to their waists. Singing girls clad in gauze as thin as cicada wings danced lightly in the hall, looking like immortals descended to the mortal realm.