Fifteenth day of the first month, Lantern Festival.
As the rooster crowed, the night patrol's call echoed through Qinglong Square: "Dawn!"
In front of an old house with five courtyards, the gift-bearers surrounded it tightly, carrying vermillion lacquered gift boxes inside the house, making the scene even more lively than a wedding.
Lu Qian stood at the door, holding an account book and recording the gift list one by one, then quickly walked into the depths of the mansion, approached Lu Jin, and whispered: "The Minister of War sent twelve east pearls, one hundred and twenty old ginseng roots, mink fur..."
Beside the long table, Lu Jin sat in the subordinate's seat, Yuan Zhong sat in the head's seat.
Before Lu Jin was a roasted lamb, which he skillfully carved and pushed towards Yuan Zhong along with scallions: "Please enjoy."
