On the Sixteenth of February in the Sixteenth Year of Chang Xi, the Shunyi King and his Queen arrived at King's Court. The anxious members of the Irgi Tribe, worried since the tragic death of their Old King, now welcomed their new King and his great defeat of the Golden Roc Tribe. The tribespeople sang with joy and danced with glee.
Feng Zhiwei rode alongside Helian Zheng and watched the beautiful girls sing and laugh and dance in their colorful dresses by the road as the more adventurous broke through the circle of guards to toss perfumed cloth and waistbands into Helian Zheng's arms. Feng Zhiwei smiled, commenting: "Our great King is very popular."
"I am also popular." Mudan Hua called out competitively, waving at the crowds as she yelled shrilly: "Irgi's pretty boys, I your Queen am finally free! Come chase me…"
A shower of stinky boots and ripped socks flew over at her from the hands of pretty boys and the wives of pretty boys.
