As night fell, Chen Xu was halfway through his flight.
He was about to cross the Jing-Heng Road, re-entering the Northern Border.
Yet he saw a crescent moon hanging askew in the sky, slender like a sickle, radiating a cool light.
The vast Hengling Mountain Range resembled a gigantic dragon lying prone, silently winding across the vast land.
Among the wild mountains, much of the terrain was desolate, dominated by rocks and dry ground.
Only between two opposing peaks, a grand river flowed through.
The rushing river surged majestically, breaking waves in the moonlight, white caps piled as if of shattered jade and jade dew.
This magnificent river was none other than the North-South Grand Canal, recently opened by the joint efforts of Chen Xu and Wen Daoyuan!
With the canal completed, the north and south were thus connected.
Wherever the river flowed, lush greenery now spread over the once barren ground.
