Chapter 17 first quarter
Three years after the Guanzhong Conference that shocked the world.
drift city.
The mellow wine from the far west pours down the smooth marble table, and every drop of wine on the ground is worth a meal in an ordinary family; They don't care about it, they only focus on the huge amount of gold and silver being pushed back and forth on the gaming table; the fat rich man eats and drinks with a smile, and under his full buttocks is a "meat chair" built with the bodies of five geisha; The short man frantically whipped the famous horse that can run hundreds of miles a day, and his lower body gradually became excited when he heard the stern neighing of the horse; the 300-year-old handwritten scroll arrived from the capital and sold it to an illiterate man at a sky-high price. the tender breast meat of eighty-two wild geese made a delicacy, which was discarded after only one bite; the wealthy businessman bought all the more than a hundred pieces of jade from the antique shop and took them home because his five-year-old son liked them. Listening to the sound of jade smashing on the ground... This is what happened at the same time on "Andong Avenue" in Piaocheng at night. Who still remembers the desolate scene at the original site of Piaocheng a hundred years ago? A miracle from nothing.More than a hundred years ago, unknown pioneers fell in love with the clear river called "Drifting River" in the future, and opened up the most primitive drifting industry. The northern continent, which had always been in a leading position in culture and economy, broke out intermittently and indirectly made this southern town protected by the natural moat grow stronger and stronger, becoming a transportation hub between the coastal zone and the inland area.The increasing number of business travelers has stimulated various economic activities in the town: hotels, taverns, restaurants, casinos, brothels, all kinds of gold-selling nests are like uncontrollable germs that "reproduce" in large numbers, and the noisy and prosperous scene is like a mirage. Appear.Many traders passing by were fascinated by it, and simply stayed in this expanding and expanding town, and worked together to build an unprecedentedly great city today. Of course, the floating industry has long since declined, but the names of Piaocheng and Piaohe have survived. Today's floating river is already too dirty to wash clothes. But who cares? With astronomical wealth, delicious food, fast horses, strong wine, fresh clothes, beautiful prostitutes and gambling, dreams and heaven... who cares?
So places like Jiwei and Poshili still exist. They are still the dirtiest, darkest and most filthy corners in the floating city.They are constructed of rotting planks and rotting flesh.The sound of torture, the sound of the prostitute in the brothel pretending to cry to the bed, and the dying cry of the emaciated baby in extreme hunger echoed each other. In these two places, men are perpetually covered in sweat, women are perpetually disheveled, children are perpetually bare-footed, and old men are gnawing on leftovers from three days ago with loose and loose teeth. However, these two huge furnaces of purgatory provide the cheapest labor and the most humble service, and the dark streets satisfy the most primitive fantasies and desires of human beings.Without them, it would be impossible to build the floating city of heaven. Light and darkness are always interdependent. So Jiwei and Poshili still exist.
A desolate wild cemetery in the west of Piaocheng is piled with incomplete steles, and buried under the ground are the corpses of many unknown pioneers in Piaocheng.Glory is long gone with death. This is the most peaceful place within the walls of Piaocheng, because beside the cemetery stands a black, hard and huge stone building. Floating City Prison.
The mellow wine from the far west pours down the smooth marble table, and every drop of wine on the ground is worth a meal in an ordinary family; They don't care about it, they only focus on the huge amount of gold and silver being pushed back and forth on the gaming table; the fat rich man eats and drinks with a smile, and under his full buttocks is a "meat chair" built with the bodies of five geisha; The short man frantically whipped the famous horse that can run hundreds of miles a day, and his lower body gradually became excited when he heard the stern neighing of the horse; the 300-year-old handwritten scroll arrived from the capital and sold it to an illiterate man at a sky-high price. the tender breast meat of eighty-two wild geese made a delicacy, which was discarded after only one bite; the wealthy businessman bought all the more than a hundred pieces of jade from the antique shop and took them home because his five-year-old son liked them. Listening to the sound of jade smashing on the ground... This is what happened at the same time on "Andong Avenue" in Piaocheng at night. Who still remembers the desolate scene at the original site of Piaocheng a hundred years ago? A miracle from nothing.More than a hundred years ago, unknown pioneers fell in love with the clear river called "Drifting River" in the future, and opened up the most primitive drifting industry. The northern continent, which had always been in a leading position in culture and economy, broke out intermittently and indirectly made this southern town protected by the natural moat grow stronger and stronger, becoming a transportation hub between the coastal zone and the inland area.The increasing number of business travelers has stimulated various economic activities in the town: hotels, taverns, restaurants, casinos, brothels, all kinds of gold-selling nests are like uncontrollable germs that "reproduce" in large numbers, and the noisy and prosperous scene is like a mirage. Appear.Many traders passing by were fascinated by it, and simply stayed in this expanding and expanding town, and worked together to build an unprecedentedly great city today. Of course, the floating industry has long since declined, but the names of Piaocheng and Piaohe have survived. Today's floating river is already too dirty to wash clothes. But who cares? With astronomical wealth, delicious food, fast horses, strong wine, fresh clothes, beautiful prostitutes and gambling, dreams and heaven... who cares?
So places like Jiwei and Poshili still exist. They are still the dirtiest, darkest and most filthy corners in the floating city.They are constructed of rotting planks and rotting flesh.The sound of torture, the sound of the prostitute in the brothel pretending to cry to the bed, and the dying cry of the emaciated baby in extreme hunger echoed each other. In these two places, men are perpetually covered in sweat, women are perpetually disheveled, children are perpetually bare-footed, and old men are gnawing on leftovers from three days ago with loose and loose teeth. However, these two huge furnaces of purgatory provide the cheapest labor and the most humble service, and the dark streets satisfy the most primitive fantasies and desires of human beings.Without them, it would be impossible to build the floating city of heaven. Light and darkness are always interdependent. So Jiwei and Poshili still exist.
A desolate wild cemetery in the west of Piaocheng is piled with incomplete steles, and buried under the ground are the corpses of many unknown pioneers in Piaocheng.Glory is long gone with death. This is the most peaceful place within the walls of Piaocheng, because beside the cemetery stands a black, hard and huge stone building. Floating City Prison.