Dawn breaks, showering forth streams of golden light.
The Prefecture stands mighty, winding across one hundred miles.
Jianjin City boasts a thousand battlements; it encircles pools and becomes a deep abyss. Three broad avenues spread forth, twelve gates invite passage. The streets within, wide and unobstructed, house districts numbering in the thousands, nine markets flourish, bustling and chaotic.
Along the streets, brothels, taverns, and inns gather throngs of people; among them local gentry and wandering heroes raise their voices, and all kinds of people come and go.
