Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 349: Chapter 158: The Immortals’ Liquor House Belongs to My Husband? (Part 3)

"Let Han Xi continue to handle it. I will not interfere with how he sets it up," Zhao Feng said in a deep voice.

"Understood." Zhang Ming immediately withdrew.

Nearby, Wang Yan was astonished. "Husband, the Immortals’ Liquor House belongs to you?"

"Yes," Zhao Feng nodded. "It’s mine. I established it after the conquest of Han. It’s just that this has been kept secret. Aside from my trusted aides, you are now the only one who knows."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan’s expression was one of deep emotion. "Rest assured, Husband. I will absolutely never speak of this."

As a woman from a family of generals, Wang Yan naturally understood the immense value of the Immortals’ Liquor House. Should people learn it was opened by her husband, it would definitely bring him unnecessary trouble.

"Yan’er," Zhao Feng said gently, "Your husband still has many secrets, but for now, you can only learn of them gradually. The Immortals’ Liquor House is just the first. From now on, you will start to help me manage it."

"Husband, thank you for your trust. I will not let you down," Wang Yan said, moved.

"Alright, let’s get ready. We have to attend two wedding banquets in succession soon," Zhao Feng said with a smile.

"By the way, Husband, what do you plan to give as a gift to the Eldest Imperial Son? He is the Great King’s eldest son and is acclaimed throughout the court as the most likely candidate for Crown Prince. His wedding gift must be prepared with great care," Wang Yan suggested.

"Don’t worry. I will prepare his congratulatory gift," Zhao Feng nodded. However, deep down, he did not attach such great importance to it.

「Inside Zhangtai Palace!」

"Your Majesty, the Immortals’ Liquor House has opened. Just like in other places, it’s bustling with visitors. However, the Heibing Platform has still not been able to thoroughly investigate the circumstances behind it, including the people backing it. Please punish this minister for my failure," Dunruo reported respectfully.

"After all this time, you still haven’t uncovered the details of the Immortals’ Liquor House?" Ying Zheng frowned.

"I have dispatched Dark Guards to infiltrate, but they were discovered by the staff as soon as they entered. Even those who successfully infiltrated and became menial workers were dismissed before long. It’s as if the people at the Immortals’ Liquor House can identify our Heibing Platform agents," Dunruo said, somewhat perplexed.

Surprise crossed Ying Zheng’s face. "They can identify people from the Heibing Platform?"

"It is so, Your Majesty. Over the past two years, I have sent more than a hundred people to investigate, but regardless of their age or gender, they were all inevitably dismissed. The power behind the Immortals’ Liquor House is surely not simple. However, one thing is certain: they have no connections with people from the various states," Dunruo asserted.

Although the Heibing Platform could not infiltrate the Immortals’ Liquor House, it had deeply penetrated the various states. If the tavern truly had connections to them, it would not have escaped the Heibing Platform’s scrutiny.

"Then what power is behind this Immortals’ Liquor House? Could it be some hidden, reclusive faction?" Ying Zheng’s brows furrowed deeply. To have such an establishment appear suddenly within the territory of Qin, not only earning immense profits daily but also remaining shrouded in such mystery... It gave him a feeling of being out of control.

"Your Majesty, I will continue to send people to investigate. If we discover they harbor any ill intentions toward Qin, I will immediately dispatch the Heibing Platform to suppress them," Dunruo declared reverently.

"Mm." Ying Zheng gestured dismissively.

"This minister shall take his leave." Dunruo immediately withdrew.

At that moment, Zhao Gao approached slowly. "Your Majesty," he reported respectfully, "Princess Liuyang requests an audience."

Upon hearing the name "Liuyang," a warm smile touched Ying Zheng’s face. "Let her in."

The next moment, a dignified and polite lady slowly entered the palace. Upon reaching Ying Zheng, she promptly curtsied. "Your daughter pays respects to you, Father King."

"Liuyang, you are to be married tomorrow. What brings you to see your father today?" Ying Zheng asked with a gentle smile.

Ying Zheng was typically strict with his children, but he was exceptionally kind and gentle toward Liuyang, showing great indulgence rather than severity. This was all because of Lord Chang’an, Ying Chengjiao. Liuyang was his brother’s daughter, and since she was his brother’s only remaining bloodline, he treated her with particular kindness and care.

"I will never forget your grace in raising me, Father King. I came today specifically to bid you farewell." As she spoke, Liuyang kowtowed to Ying Zheng, her expression full of sorrow.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng’s eyes brimmed with tenderness. He stood up, walked slowly toward Princess Liuyang, and gently helped her to her feet. "Liuyang, I have watched you grow up. Now that you are finally getting married, this can be considered a proper account to give your parents. Rest assured, the Wang Family was the best home I could choose for you. Once you are married, they will not treat you poorly. Furthermore, Wang Ben is a man of deep affection; he will not be unkind to you," Ying Zheng said softly.

"Thank you, Father King," Princess Liuyang said with a nod.

"Tomorrow, I will personally see you off to your wedding and entrust you to the Wang Family with my own hands," Ying Zheng said in a gentle voice, holding her hand.

「Time flew swiftly.」

「The next day!」

A red carpet extended from within the Royal Palace. For a princess’s wedding, the rituals were overseen by the Imperial Clan. A procession led the way, heading toward the palace.

Outside the Royal Palace, Wang Ben, escorted by his father’s trusted aides, advanced to welcome the bride. All along the way, the festive sound of drums and music was incessant, drawing countless citizens of Xianyang to stop and watch.

As the gates of the Royal Palace opened, a black and red imperial carriage, drawn by nine horses, slowly emerged, flanked by the Imperial Guard Army clearing the path. Clearly, Ying Zheng was personally escorting his daughter to her wedding in the imperial carriage.

Outside the Royal Palace, Wang Ben was startled at the sight. The Great King is personally escorting her in the imperial carriage! His favor toward Princess Liuyang is truly immense. To think he would send her off with the royal escort himself!

"Imperial Guards, lead the way! Escort the princess to her new home!" Ren Xiao bellowed.

The Imperial Guard Army moved forward in an orderly fashion, protecting the imperial carriage and enveloping Wang Ben’s wedding procession within their ranks. This spectacle elevated the grandeur of the wedding banquet to unprecedented heights.

"The Imperial Guards are clearing the way to escort the princess to her wedding! The Great King’s favor toward Princess Liuyang is truly boundless!"

"Indeed. By giving Princess Liuyang such strong backing, the Wang Family won’t dare to treat her poorly after she marries, not with the Great King’s favor so apparent."

"With the Wang Family joined to the Royal Family by marriage, and with Qin’s youngest Senior General as a son-in-law, they are truly the most prestigious family of all!"

"Isn’t that the truth? General Wang Jian is already a man of great power and influence. His son-in-law is also a Senior General, and now his son is marrying a princess. Their status is truly unmatched."

On both sides of the main road, countless citizens watched the spectacle. Many were discussing the event, and just as many were filled with envy.

With the Imperial Guard Army leading the way, the wedding procession slowly advanced toward the Wang Mansion. At the gates, Wang Jian and his wife were personally waiting to receive them, a clear sign of the great importance they placed on the princess. Furthermore, nearly all of the court’s civil and military officials had come to the Wang Mansion to attend the wedding banquet.

After all, Wang Jian was a Senior General of high rank and great authority. He had always done his best not to offend anyone at court, so he naturally had few enemies. This wedding banquet was thus of unprecedented grandeur. A princess’s wedding ought to be this magnificent!

Of course, Fusu’s wedding in two days would likely be just as grand. After all, the Eldest Imperial Son of Qin was to marry the daughter of the Tingwei.