The sound of cart wheels rolling over the bluestone pavement was unremarkable amidst the bustling streets of the Imperial Capital. The ordinary carriage carrying Qin Lie finally stopped before a brightly lit pavilion.
Lanyue Pavilion boasted three tiers of soaring, wing-like eaves, its glazed tiles shimmering with a dazzling halo under the festive lanterns as twilight began to fall. Faint strains of string and wind instruments drifted out, and the air was thick with a mingled scent of powder and fine cuisine.
This was the epicenter of elegance in the Imperial Capital, and tonight it was a gathering place for brilliant scholars.
Chapter 61