Liiyang City.
Gaosheng Building.
The afternoon cicadas were still endlessly vibrating their wings and chirping.
The lingering heat of the autumn tiger had not dissipated, and the weather remained extremely hot.
Ji Mingyue sat in a private room on the third floor. Through the flower window, he could see the flow of painted boats on the Liu River below, which ran beside the street.
From time to time, young women giggled softly, waving at the scholars along both banks.
Bold scholars would stop to watch, their eyes filled with longing.
The timid ones would cover their faces and stagger forward, their eyes peeping through their fingers, greedily fixed on the figures of the girls on the painted boats.
From a distance, the sound of people swallowing their saliva could be heard.
"Young master, don't leave, come aboard for a drink..."
