March twenty-sixth, celebration banquet.
An auspicious day chosen by E Ying.
Liang Qu disliked such trivial matters, and Long E Ying always arranged everything for him, only needing to tell him afterward.
"Having a wife is wonderful."
Liang Qu tossed the painting tube in his hand and stepped cheerfully into Accumulated Water Pond.
In life, every branching choice actually consumed one's personal energy.
Whether to wake at the rooster's crow in the morning, what to eat, what to wear, whether to hurry early to answer roll call... the choices were countless.
No matter how great or small a decision was, it was a process of weighing options.
On one hand, weighing options occupied cognitive resources and consumed energy. On the other, once a decision was made, it did not entirely leave the mind; remnants still lingered, such as, "Was that right?" and "Was that wrong?"
As a result, many people did nothing at all, yet merely getting out of bed and standing at the door left them feeling exhausted, as though they never had enough energy.
This was another major reason to cultivate habits. Good or bad, once a habit formed, many decisions and trade-offs could be spared, preserving one's energy for more important matters.
That was where the importance of a virtuous wife lay.
Water waves shimmered.
"Third Prince! Ta Ta Kai!" Stepping out of Accumulated Water Pond and entering through the backyard, Liang Qu casually broke the ingot in his arms into two pieces and tossed them to the two beasts emerging from the room. "This month's allowance!"
"Woohoo!"
The Little Mirage Dragon spun like a whirlwind through the air, snatching the silver first. But the moment it weighed it in its claws, its brows and eyes drooped. "Ah, why is it only a little over twenty taels?