Chapter 1
It was one spring sunset. Under the western gate of Tang Dynasty's capital, Luoyang, there was a young man blankly looking up at the sky. His name was Tu Tze-chun, and he was the son of a rich man. But now he had trouble even with day-to-day life. He was in such a wretched state because he had spent all of his wealth. At that time, Luoyang was a prosperous city with no equal in the world. People and cars were still coming and going incessantly. An old man's thin silk hat, a Turkish woman's gold earrings, and a white horse's colorful reins. They were flowing constantly in the sunset light like an oil at the gate. It was picturesque. However, Tu Tze-chun was still leaning against the gate wall, just looking up at the sky blankly. In the sky, a thin moon was already floating in the haze, faintly white, as if it were a claw mark. "The sun is setting, I'm hungry, and I don't think I'll be able to find a place to stay anywhere else. ――I'd rather thro...