The Dajing Pavillion contains the last remnants of the 1553 city walls. It is located on the middle of an urban block and looks quite out of place.
An old man and his daughter were trying to get a little girl to pat the lion’s heads on the fancy fence outside the pavilion entrance.
I was most amused by the laundry blatantly hanging outside the historic monument and the huddled groups of old men playing cards and gambling in the cold (one in the foreground and another behind the bush).