Zheng Ran noticed that the crackling of fires in Kaifeng City had vanished, and the scorching, acrid smells ha…
Zheng Ran noticed that the crackling of fires in Kaifeng City had vanished, and the scorching, acrid smells had faded. When people walked down the streets, the jingle of the coin pouches in their robes sounded somehow fuller and weightier.
When did it begin...? Right, it was that night, the night someone was singing.
That singing woke her, so she sat by the window to listen.
Someone was roaring in anger, so she leaned out toward the sound, listening even more intently.
The wind picked up, and the rustling leaves brought Ran back to her senses.
Then... what happened then? Then the wanderer arrived! The street vendors' cries grew livelier, and the stench of rotting wood faded. Father came home!
Oh, right! Ran still hasn't told Father that on the night the wanderer brought back the gold leaf, she had a dream. She dreamed of...