Volume 10 Chapter 60 Baimu

It was unlikely anyone would think Baimu’s lands used to be poverty stricken when every inch of Baimu’s large royal palace glimmered with their wealth. Their first ruler built his splendid palace in the southeast so that it’d be directly opposing Nieyao’s Shiri Palace - a symbol of his ambition and determination to unite Nanjiang under his rule.

Beussent was no more, but their lavish style had been passed down in every generation. As a result, every generation’s ruler added and renovated the palace until it almost rivalled Nanjing’s imperial palace.

Unlike the Central Plain’s complicated officials’ system, Nanjiang’s was simply separated into twelve ranks, which they indicated with daggers. The lowest rank officials carried earth deer daggers. The golden zither daggers were reserved for the only three highest-ranking officials that each state was permitted to have.

The three in the conference hall, with golden zither daggers hanging from their belts, held the highest authority in Baimu after the royal family, yet not one of them dared to breathe hard today. Even though their King sitting in the centre of the room was a flower boy and his wife was flirtatiously feeding him grapes, the three had been in their presence enough times to feel comfortable.

A snarky man and his merrily-drinking comrade sitting in the corner didn’t utter a word, but their muscles did the intimidation job perfectly.

“This old one,” the old official wiped his sweat, “has nothing else to report. The squad sent to subjugate Heisina Tribe has not returned. From what he has heard, they were wiped out in an ambush. This old one suggests we send scouts out to find out more about the enemy forces before making any further decisions. We can then send out more troops and reduce our losses.