The hour of the Dragon.
Rongguo Mansion.
He returned clad in a Purple Python Robe, and the entire mansion brimmed with warmth and excitement.
In the single day that was yesterday, far too many earth-shaking events had occurred!
Everyone in the Divine Capital knew that the Imperial Edict of appointment had arrived. All that remained was a Grand Court Audience!
"Huan'er!"
Jia Mu, Concubine Zhao, Wang Xifeng, and the others personally welcomed him at the side gate, their faces radiant. The Old Madam positively glowed, even the wrinkles on her aging face smoothing out.
She gazed proudly at her grandson, then glanced at the plaque reading "Imperially Commissioned Rongguo Mansion." This was surely the pinnacle of the Jia Family's power. Even the former Duke of Rong could not have rivaled a Commanding Commissioner wielding real authority!
"Huan'er, when I saw you enter the city yesterday, I was so happy I nearly fainted." Concubine Zhao's eyes reddened, and she was on the verge of weeping with joy again.
Since yesterday evening, she had been riding around the Capital in a carriage. Everywhere she went, people practically prostrated themselves in worship of her son, their words filled with awe. Her excitement knew no bounds.
The young women's eyes shone with wonder. A towering warlord worthy of standing between heaven and earth, the sort who existed only in tales and storybooks, actually lived among them. Even the lofty Jiang Wuyuan had become Brother Huan's stepping stone!
"Brother Huan, Brother Huan, when is the Grand Court Audience? When will you put on the Golden Flying Fish Uniform?"
Wang Xifeng approached gracefully, her beautiful face brimming with charm and her exquisite phoenix eyes full of anticipation.
There was an Imperial Edict, certainly, but only money safely in the bag was truly yours. Since ancient times,