Returning to the Clouds

In the sixth year of Yongjia, the king of Zhenbei changed hands. Ming Zesheng, who was only 21 years old, became the powerful king of Zhenbei, controlling the life and death of 50 soldiers.

The capital is tense all the time because of Emperor Shiyue's illness, but on the banks of the Yanhuai River, singing and dancing are still peaceful.From Jiang Pan's point of view, all of this seemed like the last carnival.

Ming Shiyue's illness will not be cured, at most five years, Ming Shiyue deserves to die.

On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the prostitutes cursed and laughed, and the night was getting thicker amidst the sensuality.

Jiang Pan was dressed in Tsing Yi, walking alone in this Fragrant Street.Two years ago, there was chaos in the capital, but at the beginning of the empire, there were quite a few people who had such vain hopes for the old dynasty.

So it is normal for that joke-like civil strife to happen.What is abnormal is Ming Shiyue's illness now.

Ming Shiyue is qualified as an emperor, but other aspects are no more than that.Otherwise, so many things wouldn't have happened, and there wouldn't have been such a bad aftereffect.

In fact, Jiang Pan has not been back to the capital for many years. In Tongzhou, he has his wealthy family. Although the capital is prosperous, but there are too many rules, his Tongzhou is still comfortable.And he still came here, just to find the son of the old man.

Although the riots two years ago were quickly quelled, many people died during this period.Among them was an old friend of Jiangpan.

As for why someone died two years ago, but Jiang Pan has been unable to come here to find someone, it is because his family has too many things to do and is not clean.And that child obviously has a mother, who would have thought that the woman ran away after taking the money he gave, and threw the child into the land of smoke and willows, leaving him to fend for himself.

Jiang Pan could clearly arrange for his own slaves to find someone, but it happened that there was a good deal of business in the capital, so he went to the capital himself.It was only after he entered the capital that he learned that the life of the son of an old friend who he thought was well arranged had fallen to such a place.

Although Jiang Pan himself likes the fireworks area, and he doesn't mean to look down on people of all levels and teachings, but the child, still his own child, should always get the best.

Jiang Pan was walking on the street, listening to women's laughter, smelling the fragrance of makeup, thinking about how old that child should be this year.

The last time he saw him, the child was seven years old, right?That year he himself was just full.Counting now, it has been five years, and he should be 12 years old.

What would a 12 year old... be like?

With such doubts in mind, Jiang Pan walked into the most famous brothel on the Yanhuai River, Xie Xuege.

The author has something to say:

Because I like raising / becoming a meme, I wrote a short story

The word count for each chapter can be overwhelming

but i seem to try my best

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