Is this day serious?

Wen Liang.

The Northwestern Circuit, the Prince of Zhenbei's residence.

The sprawling manor covered several thousand mu, with an air of grandeur in every direction.

There were lofty terraces and pavilions, carved beams and painted rafters, interlocking bracket sets, and an air of magnificent splendor;

There were towering pines and hillocks of artificial rock everywhere, with dense woods and slender bamboo lining the paths of blue brick, transforming the qi of heaven and earth and gathering an atmosphere of tranquility and lofty refinement—a scene of antique elegance.

Outside the prince's residence, people streamed endlessly along the straight avenue. Yet whoever passed this great manor would instinctively lower their voice and hurry away.

King Zhenbei, Peng Xinzhi, was renowned as the Little Prince Yan and enjoyed considerable prestige in Wenliang.

The reason Peng Xinzhi was called the Little Prince Yan was that the story of his rise was extremely similar to Jiang Suxin's. Both had first studied before embarking on the path of cultivation, and both had made immense contributions to their countries.

The difference was that no one could rival Jiang Suxin's achievements. Her talent, aptitude, comprehension, methods of governing the country, and everything else left all later generations choking on her dust.

Peng Xinzhi had not subdued all of Wenliang; he had only pacified the Northern Lands. At best, he could be considered a downgraded version of Jiang Suxin.

He also knew himself well. Whenever people called him the Little Prince Yan, he would wave his hands repeatedly and reply that he was flattered.

At least, that was how he appeared on the surface.

Aside from his exceptional aptitude for cultivation, Peng Xinzhi, as the prince guarding the Northern Lands, was also highly skilled at lining his own pockets.

Moreover, he had wives and concubines by the dozen and