Night has arrived, and the lanterns are starting to turn on.
Chang'an City, the capital of the Ming Dynasty (these terms are entirely due to Beibei's incompetence in naming, please do not connect them with history, thank you, I will not explain them later) is bathed in lights, losing a bit of the magnificence in the daytime, and adding more
Extremely luxurious and prosperous.
Chang'an City is the capital city founded by the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty. It was originally a small city with a population of tens of thousands. Now, after thousands of years of inheritance, it has become the largest city in the Eastern Continent with a population of nearly one million.
Nowadays, there is peace and prosperity, there is no curfew, and even on nights like this, the streets are still busy with traffic.
If seen from mid-air, Chang'an City at this time is like a galaxy, and there is a densely lit place in the south of the city, which is Tianshui Street.
Tianshui Street is originally a cross street, just a few streets away from the south side of Chang'an Main Street. The street is divided into four sections by the intersection. It is far more lively at this moment than during the day.
On East Street, silk and bamboo wrapped in fragrant powder can be found in theaters and brothels.
West Street dice smells like wine, and they are all big and small taverns and casinos.
There are various teahouses and restaurants on the north and south streets. Some people jokingly say that if you walk from the east end to the west end, you can taste all the delicacies of the eastern mainland. Although the statement is a bit exaggerated, it really reflects the prosperity of Tianshui Street.
Eat well on the North and South Streets, go to the West Street to have a good time gambling, and then go to the East Street to find a fragrant bed and warm quilt to sleep. This is basically the most normal nightlife for young people in Nancheng.
Of course, the dandies mentioned here generally refer to ordinary officials and businessmen, and those rich and powerful dandies in Beicheng will not go to such places to spend time.
On the third floor of Meixiang Theater on East Street, Zhu Fei, the theater owner known as "Fat Pig" and the leader of the Ax Gang, one of the two major gangs in Nancheng, was lazily smoking a hookah while his two beautiful concubines held their mouths and listened.
Mr. Accountant reports the accounts.
"Sir, the Chinese New Year is about to come. Do you think I have sent out my brothers' monthly routines in advance?!" the accountant reminded in a low voice.
The end of the year is coming soon, and the officials who usually supervise have to take care of things, and the ancestor above him has a big appetite. The number of losses in the past few years makes even Zhu Fei feel pain. When Mr. Accountant mentioned this, Zhu Fei felt sad.
Fei waved his hand lazily, "Just follow last year's practice!"
"Sir!" Mr. Accountant coughed lightly, "The Golden Tiger Gang just gave out a bonus a few days ago. I heard that the amount was double our bonus last year. If you still follow last year's practice, I'm afraid..."
In the following words, he had no famous words, but his awareness was very clear. If Zhu Fei still followed last year's practice, I'm afraid his subordinates would criticize him.
"Then let's double it. The market is not going well this year, and brothers should understand!" Zhu Fei waved his hand and didn't give the other party a chance to speak again, "I'm tired, just lie down!"
The accountant didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he collected the account books and went out. The two concubines who were rubbing his legs and back stood up, took the hookah in his hand, and exited the door.
After a while, snoring began on the smoke bed.
Outside the window facing the street, a dagger silently stretched out from the crack of the window, neatly cutting open the wooden latch that locked the window. Then the wooden window was gently pushed open, and a figure climbed in silently through the window.
A light left in the house reflected the figure of the person.
He is not tall and has a slender figure. His whole body is wrapped in black clothes, with only a pair of eyes outside, and there is a hint of purple in the ink.