While Si Wuyou was engrossed in his novel, the Wang Clan's grand banquet was still underway.
The main hall of the residence used to receive guests had long since been freshly decorated by the clan members, family retainers, and students hired to help. All manner of ornaments bearing auspicious meanings hung throughout the hall, making it look exceptionally festive.
Inside the main hall.
Wang Shouzhe sat upright in the seat of honor, dressed in a duke's robe embroidered with pythons, specially tailored by Great Qian's royal garment-makers, with a matching crown upon his head. Wave after wave of guests came forward to offer their congratulations.
When the visitors came from fourth- or fifth-rank aristocratic families, Wang Shouzhe could remain seated and accept their felicitations with ease, smiling as he exchanged a few polite pleasantries and strengthened ties.
But once the guests came from third-rank aristocratic families, Wang Shouzhe had to rise and exchange courtesies with them.
For second-rank families, he had to personally go to the entrance of the main hall to receive them and invite them inside.
If it was a first-rank aristocratic family, or the ruler of a nation personally arriving to offer congratulations, Wang Shouzhe had to go all the way to the gates of the Wang Clan Main Residence to welcome them, then politely usher their entire party into the main hall.
Of course, Wang Shouzhe was not fighting alone. His wife, Liu Ruolan, was also dressed in the attire of a first-rank titled lady, accompanying Wang Shouzhe as they welcomed and saw off guests.
At the same time, Wang Shouzhe's brothers had not been idle either. From eldest brother Wang Shouxin to ninth brother Wang Shoucheng, as well as the more capable members of their descendants, all followed behind Wang Shouzhe and helped him receive