Half of Xiangyang City was peaceful, while the other half was mired in deep waters and scorching flames.
That was what Yang Qing saw as he led Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou around Xiangyang City.
Fortunately, Yang Qing had already reached an agreement with the city's wealthy merchants. Though Xiangyang City remained chaotic, there was order amid the chaos.
"No matter what, everything will get better."
Watching the people of Xiangyang City busy rebuilding their homes, Yang Qing was moved.
However, that somewhat lighthearted mood did not stay with him for long.
Before long, he received some very unexpected news.
More than half the houses in the southwestern corner of Xiangyang City had collapsed during the earthquake, and that area was where the poorest residents lived.
That district had always been neglected by Xiangyang City's former rulers.
This time, however, when restoring the city, Yang Qing had proposed repairing the southwestern district first.
Those repairs unearthed something momentous.
Naturally, only Yang Qing and his two companions knew about it. Everyone else was still being kept in the dark.
It was, after all, rather strange, and they did not know how to explain it.
While making their daily rounds to ensure the Prefectural Soldiers were attending to their duties, Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou discovered an underground chamber beneath a dilapidated little temple that had already half collapsed.
The chamber was tiny, with barely enough room for one person to turn around inside.
Yet down there, Bu Er discovered an exquisitely crafted Seven-Story Golden Pagoda.
The way this Seven-Story Golden Pagoda had been made differed from every golden pagoda they had seen before.
Even more intriguing was the layer of inscriptions carved in relief on its surface.
However, Bu Er did not recognize a single character.
Bu Er carefully wrapped the