Peace Order

"Thank you, big sister heroine!"

The children scattered in a frenzy, except for the little girl who was the leader; though she had the courage and stubbornness to climb up, she was still a bit shaky and weak from the scare and couldn’t walk far.

"There’s really nothing I can do with you."

A young boy, looking about her age, scratched his head, seemingly with a tense face, then crouched down, letting the little girl climb on his back, and struggled to stand shakily.

The little girl suspiciously said, "You can’t carry me?"

The boy’s face turned red, and he said, "Wha-? What!!!"

"Not to mention carrying you!"

"I, I can even run!"

He mustered his tiny bit of pathetic inner strength, gritting his teeth, the blush on his youthful face proving everything, as the little girl turned around and waved goodbye to the woman in green: "We’re leaving now!"

The Long Wind Tower Master stood in a daze.

It seemed as if he saw the young Miss Xue being carried by that little pharmacist, waving goodbye to himself.

Almost reflexively, he stepped forward half a step, then stopped.

With a slight smile, he raised his hand and waved gently.

"Don’t do that again next time."

......

Xue Shuangtao watched as those children walked away, gazing at the tree, her expression gradually calming down, as if she had figured something out, she exhaled and murmured to herself: "The Emperor and the Empress, huh..."

She turned, her steps steady, and quickly left.

In the Great Qin Palace.

The so-called palace, in fact, owed much to Jiang Yuan.

During those five years, Jiang Yuan busily built palaces, and after Ying Country fell, those palaces remained idle there. According to Emperor Qin’s idea, the Mo School’s Pan Wanxiu and the giant and others dismantled the palaces Jiang Yuan had built proportionally, transported them via the waterways Jiang Yuan constructed to Jiangnan, and reassembled them.

With minimal cost, the new imperial palace was completed.

A civil official suggested that doing so was too frugal. A new emperor’s ascension and the establishment of a new reign cannot directly use the fallen king’s palace. Not to mention other things, using a fallen king’s palace is inherently a bad omen.

May Your Majesty think thrice!

Emperor Qin, with a stroke of the pen, answered with only two words.

[Save Money].

The civil official almost choked on a mouthful of old blood.

Then the still spirited Left Minister personally came to have a good calculation session on the so-called cost issue with the civil official.

The wedding of Emperor Qin was of significant scale.

Emperor Qin seemed to purposely let this event simultaneously bear the responsibility of allowing all officials to report their duties, hence all officials valued it highly, even the Governor Ashina on the grasslands, the guardian of the Western Regions Qibi Li, and Duan Qingyu from the southwest planned to come over.

Rather than doing extravagant things, just mobilizing such a large number of personnel had an indescribable grandeur.

Even while saving money.

This [grand wedding] could even be said to bear a political task. Even the Yan Daiqing Sky Team collectively protested any proposal by His Majesty to save money, expressing that this matter could not be neglected.

The day before the grand wedding.

The entire Jiangnan already became extremely lively.

The Left Minister successfully used this matter to once again stimulate the entire Jiangnan’s economy and consumption.

According to unofficial history, the effectiveness of boosting food, consumption, etc., through this event was so good that the corners of the Left Minister’s mouth almost reached his ears, and he sighed, expressing he truly wished His Majesty would wed once a year, in which case, Great Qin’s economy would be promising.

Your Majesty, truly valuable!

And there is unofficial history that one day the Left Minister stepped out with his left foot first and was beaten by some White while fishing, taking three days for a bruised face to recover.

On this day, the entire Jiangnan was brightly lit, filled with old soldiers from the Western Region expeditions, Colonels reporting back, villagers nearby who got the chance to come...

And old comrades-in-arms, now scattered after peace in the world.

Now meeting again, they were almost overwhelmed with joy.

Even the usually stern General Fan Qing could not help but drink this time.

So General Fan Qing was toasted by countless old soldiers and ended up under the table before His Majesty’s wedding even began.

Yue Qianfeng just laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Fan Qing, little brother, you can’t handle it! Come, Ling Pingyang, over here!"

"Help carry Fan Qing!"

Thus, Ling Pingyang and Yue Qianfeng carried Fan Qing between them, drinking with comrades, Yue Qianfeng laughed loudly, sounding like the roar of an old dragon. This guy, over a decade on the battlefield, doesn’t know how many times he coughed up blood.

But now he’s full of vigor, his drinking capacity and physique make him the best among the crowd.

Yue Pengwu maintained a solemn expression, but with a slight smile on his face. At this outdoor feast outside the city, his gaze slightly lifted, skimming over the Long Wind, looking at the bustling city dust, then drinking with Xiao Wuliang beside him.

Xiao Wuliang said: "His Majesty’s grand wedding is tomorrow."

"Have all the procedures been set?"

Yue Pengwu said: "Mr. Nan Hanwen is responsible. Tomorrow, His Majesty’s aunt will personally go to welcome the lady. With golden books, jade tablets, many ritual objects, ceremonial wine, an ancestral temple worship, and a report to the shrines, the ceremony is complete."

"However, considering that His Majesty is the founder of the country, there’s no need to make the ceremonies overly complicated."

Xiao Wuliang nodded.

Yue Pengwu said: "Does Wen Mian still not plan to start a family?"

Xiao Wuliang simply said: "With the Young Master’s experiences, it’s probably difficult for any woman to enter his heart."

He continued: "Now that the world is peaceful, the Young Master plans to resign and become a ranger, traveling the land."

Yue Pengwu nodded, he and Xiao Wuliang raised their cups and drank, the sound of wine cups crisp, as if with old friends, the whole of Jiangnan brightly lit. Over a decade, veterans, heroes, battle commanders, and renowned scholars were all present.