The capital of the Great Tang, Chang'an!
Even from a great distance, the walls of Chang'an still bring a powerful sense of awe.
This ancient city that has stood on the earth for thousands of years, with each generation of emperors ordering laborers to make repairs, has grown more grand and majestic with time.
"Chang'an, I've only heard about it from those in the Seven Star Tower before, but today I truly see it," Qin Yuesheng sighed, slowing his pace to a less conspicuous speed, and entered Chang'an along with the crowd.
Chang'an is bustling, unmatched by any other city, not even by comparison with Yangzhou Prefecture, which falls several levels short.
As Qin Yuesheng followed the currents of people, he wandered aimlessly and eventually found himself outside a brothel. As it wasn't nighttime, there was no familiar scene of welcoming guests.
Qin Yuesheng glanced inside, then continued to explore this ancient capital.
