Ever since the snow melted, Ancient Wen Heng had posted men to watch the city gates every day, afraid he would miss the firsthand news of Jin Qianqian's arrival.
Watching the guards return from their shift change, a faint sense of disappointment settled over Ancient Wen Heng. 'How is it that my wife still hasn't arrived? Could she have run into trouble on the road?'
He silently calculated the time. Knowing Jin Qianqian's personality, she should have set out from Fu County long ago.
"Sir, a Holy Decree from the palace has arrived!" Wang Ping came jogging in, not even taking the time to have Ming Feng announce him.
Ancient Wen Heng immediately stood and walked outside. "Have the other officials been notified?"
This decree was probably about the arrangements for the other six officials, so naturally, they had to be present.
"They've already been sent for, Sir. Who do you think will get to stay?"
