Early the next morning, the news of lord Yuan's announcement at the wedding banquet that he would demarcate his boundary with Dasheng and that he would end his relationship with the empire, was quickly sent to all directions by people from all walks of life. However, none of the envoys of Beidi, Xiliang and Nanyu left yet.
The discussion hall of the Meng Mansion was already crowded with people. Except for Lord Xie, all the civil and military officials at the wedding banquet last night gathered together and talked a lot.
When Meng Yuan and Yang Yiting walked into the hall, hand in hand, a little later, everyone stopped discussing and stood up to salute.
"Lord Yuan, Lady Yang."
Meng Yuan took Yang Yiting's hand and sat down, smiling indifferently: "You don't need to be too polite. You can all sit as you like."
