Chapter 188: The General's Dream
The capital city had indeed entered autumn; the leaves had begun to pile up at the entrance.
Some early risers, eager to clean, took advantage of the sparse street traffic and used bamboo brooms to sweep the fallen leaves into heaps.
According to the regulations of the yamen, residents living on the street were required to maintain the cleanliness of the area in front of their homes. In practice, if it was an ordinary household, the yamen might not be too strict; however, for businesses, a messy entrance would certainly lead to orders for cleanup. Especially after a windy night like last night, which had blown down countless dried leaves.
Now, the streets were filled with the sounds of sweeping, mixed with the chatter of small vendors, creating a lively yet tranquil atmosphere.
It was unusual for a military general to ride in a litter [1]. General Chen arrived on horseback, followed by several personal guards, all tall and robust, either skilled fighters from the military or renowned martial artists from the jianghu.
As they walked to the middle of Willow Street, they soon spotted the “Dao“ flag. It hung beneath the shop sign reading “Rodent Extermination.”
The door was open, and someone was already seated inside.
General Chen did not rush in but instead quietly stood at the entrance, looking inside.
The buildings along this street were quite similar; the first floor resembled the shops of several famous fortune tellers in the Eastern District, simple with a square table, where the Daoist sat on one side and the client on the other.