In the morning, the distant crowing of roosters could be heard.
Chen Ji opened his eyes on the floor in Quanfu Alley, surrounded by the thunderous snores of Yuan Xing and others, with the strong smell of alcohol in the air. He got up to open the door, waving it back and forth, letting the cool morning air flood in which finally dispersed the alcohol odor.
Last night, this group drank until late on the painting boat, making up for the drinking session they missed in the Jing Dynasty during the Ning Dynasty.
They started with laughter, then crying, first revealing secrets about each other, then confiding in one another, and finally continued mocking each other.
When they were already tipsy, they noisily insisted on finding Li Si, claiming it was boring without him. Ping Zhao instructed the painting boat to dock, but Yuan Xing felt it was taking too long, grabbed a jar of wine, and dived into the Qinhuai River to swim toward the shore.
