The grass grows tall and the orioles fly, the spring is bright and beautiful.
On the outskirts of the capital, a breakthrough amidst the overgrown green grass and desolation conceals the remnants of walls and ruins, with only a few huge bluestones hinting at the former glory of this place.
At the moment, a trade caravan is resting on a hillock.
"Old Scar Head, what place is this? It looks like the site of some ancient relics."
Among the caravan, a dark-skinned and sturdy young man asked.
Old Scar Head was the leader of the caravan. After wandering the lands for over forty years, having visited the capital countless times, he was quite familiar with the tales and history of various localities.
"This is called Cao Long Slope, also known as Moral Demonstration Slope. Rumor has it that the Founding Emperor, when he was a mere commoner in his youth, encountered a Wandering Taoist here, who preached to him for ten days. He had a revelation and afterward became a real dragon."