On the other side, Yu Qingyi was still waiting at the end of the street with Yang Yunyan, Yang Yunxue, and Luo Qian.
Yang Yunxue lifted the carriage curtain and looked at the long line ahead, unable to help clicking her tongue.
"How long will it take before it's our turn!"
Yu Qingyi had also broadened her horizons today. This was her first time seeing such a large scene as well.
"We cannot do anything about it. We can only line up here."
There were rules to queuing too. Although they were not especially strict rules, they could not be ignored either.
Those of noble status naturally had to be placed as far toward the front as possible, while the female family members of lower-ranking officials naturally had to be placed farther back. This did not have much to do with whether one left home early or late.
Yang Zhengshan was only a Garrison Commander, and his official rank was probably the lowest here. Yu Qingyi and the others naturally could not run to the front and make themselves conspicuous, so they could only line up at the very end.
"Ai, Dad's official rank is still too low. I wonder when Dad will be promoted again!" Yang Yunxue muttered softly.
Yang Yunyan heard her words and could not help reaching out to rap her once. "What nonsense are you saying?"
Yang Yunxue gave a hehe laugh and stuck out her tongue.
Perhaps it was because Yang Zhengshan had been promoted too easily before, or perhaps it was because Yang Yunxue felt Yang Zhengshan was very capable; in any case, Yang Yunxue simply felt that Yang Zhengshan should not be reduced to holding the position of a mere Garrison Commander.
This was probably a daughter's worship of her father.
They lined