Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 1272 - 1147: The Tower_2

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Xiao Zihan and Leng Yu discuss their respective strengths and contributions to Lin Yi's nation. While Leng Yu excels at consolidating conquered territories, Xiao Zihan demonstrates exceptional skill in managing commerce and stabilizing the economy. Both women acknowledge each other's capabilities and agree to a more familiar address, with Xiao Zihan suggesting Leng Yu call her 'elder sister'.

After these words were spoken, Leng Yu hastily stood up and performed a salute, then hurriedly said:

"I thank Her Highness for her appreciation. Since Her Highness does not mind, I shall call her sister."

Watching the two, Lin Yi and Zhen Jian were taken aback by the actions of the two ladies.

Lin Yi had never expected that the two would refer to each other as sisters, which momentarily left him with mixed feelings.

Of course, this was the scenario he most desired. It was best that the two could get along harmoniously, as he had no romantic inclinations towards Leng Yu.

Therefore, their harmonious relationship was indeed for the best.

Putting aside Xiao Zihan, as she was his wife, speaking solely about Leng Yu, she was also one of his indispensable right-hand individuals.

Such a person being able to coexist harmoniously was ideal; otherwise, if placed in Yan Country, he would definitely lose a great general, which would significantly impact his affairs.

But now, there is no such concern at all. Seeing the two women interacting so appropriately, Lin Yi could confidently proceed with subsequent matters.

Remarkably, the two women quickly engaged in lively conversation, calling each other sister and younger sister.

During this, Empress Dowager Ye quickly joined in, engaging in the conversation as well.

Indeed, the saying that "three women make a play" was proven true. Soon, the party belonged to the three of them, with bouts of laughter frequently emerging.

Of course, Lin Yi occasionally received a sideways glance from Empress Dowager Ye, accompanied by a look full of warning.

This made Lin Yi feel awkward for the moment. He wished to get up and leave, but today was the day of the grand marriage, and he could not simply depart, not to mention that there were still numerous civil and military officials below.

Although the earliest group had succumbed to the wine, and the latter group feigned drunkenness upon noticing something amiss, inevitably some individuals unaware of worldly matters remained indulging themselves, or perhaps, they were not blind to the underlying matters.

As for why they stayed, much of it was due to the allure of fine wine and food.

After all, such food and wine were unattainable elsewhere; they feared leaving now would mean missing the chance to savor such exquisite brew again.

It was no exaggeration to say that after today’s wine, any other drink back home would certainly feel bland and tasteless.

This was unbearable for them, and unimaginable.

They decided it was better to remain here, pretending not to hear or see anything, dutifully eating and drinking.

Another noteworthy feature was that of their ranks; none were of high rank, mere fourth or fifth-grade officials, while those with higher ranks had seized the opportunity to escape.

After all, they feared hearing anything they should not, lest they become a target of the emperor.

Should that happen, it would be absolutely unworthwhile for them.

Yet Lin Yi’s subsequent behavior greatly reassured those remaining, who in turn scoffed at those who left.

Ha! You left, and missed out on this good wine and food, huh?

Look at the emperor’s expression, showing no concern for what was happening here at all.

Indeed, Lin Yi truly did not bother with these people, as this was not anything to hide.

Furthermore, with so many people present, it helped demonstrate to them that he held familial affection for Leng Yu, and not romantic intent.

The banquet was wild and extravagant, lasting nearly two hours inside the palace.

Outside the palace, it was even more extravagant, with the feast ongoing nonstop from noon till night, the people coming and going without pause.

Many people returned for a stroll after eating to satisfaction, then came back to eat some more, filled their bellies with a few chunks of meat whenever possible.

With such dynamic activity, there was no moment of lull, and it seemed like the night would turn into a full-on celebration.

Especially with the knowledge that these delicacies were available for only three to ten days, they feared missing a morsel, worried a break for rest would cost them these feasts.

Some even contemplated laying a mat here to sleep, just eating meat whenever hungry.

Clearly, many entertained such thoughts; look, the corners here were already occupied by people.

They lay down and began snoring away.

Faced with such scenes, the officials tasked with maintaining order were also helpless.

Given the emperor’s decree not to interfere, they could only act as if nothing was amiss and continue maintaining order.

Provided no riots ensued, the people could eat as much as they wanted, as the emperor also intended this as part of his grand marriage.

On such a joyous day, they absolutely could not disrupt matters or inconvenience the emperor at all.

Fortunately, the people also understood this closely; despite lingering here, they refrained from causing trouble.

As for why such a situation occurred, it was largely due to the uninterrupted supply of meat, easing scarcity and preventing competition.

Watching cart after cart of meat pulled from the city, even the chefs within the city rotated batch after batch.

Those responsible for steaming and boiling used large pots non-stop, as one batch of meat left the large pots, it was immediately loaded onto carts bound for outside the city, where it would soon be consumed completely.

While the people indulged in meat and celebrated, Lin Yi was far from idle; after eating, he engaged in numerous formalities and rituals, so much so that he grew somewhat weary of them.

This was despite a trimmed-down wedding ceremony; Lin Yi dared not imagine how complex the full original ceremony would have been.

Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.

Finally, as night fell, Lin Yi’s second fireworks display commenced.

To avoid harming the city’s inhabitants, Lin Yi chose to hold the fireworks display in a large vacant area within the city’s second-ring, guarded by soldiers, inaccessible to any commoner.

Those responsible for igniting them were soldiers holding torches.

Were there any commoners observing from the outskirts?

The answer is certainly not.

Yes, you heard right — there were none.

Although a dazzling fireworks display was ongoing here, the commoners had no time for it; their focus remained on the meat.

Compared to intangible fireworks, the delightful taste entering their mouths and stomachs held far greater allure.

The absence of an audience further ensured the area’s safety.

At this moment, Lin Yi, accompanied by Xiao Zihan and others, had reached the highest pavilion in the Imperial Palace, where they could admire the nightscape of the Capital City.

From there, they could even see where the fireworks display ignited with torchlight.

Indeed, its height was much greater than the city wall, so even the inner city’s first wall could not block their view.

This aerial pavilion was not built by Lin Yi; it had existed earlier.

[To be continued...]