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On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, the day was under the divine jurisdiction, a lucky day in the almanac.
It was suitable for sacrifice, prayer for blessings, making alliances, and meeting with relatives and friends.
A carriage from Qi Country emerged from the ferry crossing at Zhu River headed slowly towards the council hall.
This road had been considerably widened, and places previously pockmarked with ditches and potholes had been repaired in advance. Now, with the noise of peace talks between the two nations reaching a peak, the atmosphere grew tense upon the arrival of the Qi advance officials.
"Governor, the council hall is near."
"Is that the council hall?"
Feng Jingteng had just lifted the curtain upon hearing the discussion when he heard an exclamation of surprise.
"So grand?"
He focused his gaze and was somewhat astonished as well.
In less than half a month, the Qi side had assumed that this council hall would be hurriedly finished—merely for show.