The sounds of ritual music synchronized in harmony.
Precious Jade of past dynasties and horse-drawn carriages were displayed in the grand hall, while the Heavenly Feather Guard, their faces hidden behind bronze armor, stood solemn with their ceremonial weapons.
The Holy Emperor, in his Imperial Robe, approached the pavilion, while the Empress remained veiled behind gauze.
All the officials, visiting dignitaries, scholars, and nobles clad in court attire stood silent and respectful, quietly watching the envoy of the Northern Court stride in all directions, bowing and waiting below the jade steps.
The dignitaries who do not reside in the Imperial Capital treat it as ordinary.
The envoys of the smaller states, however, envied the Northern Court for being prioritized first.
Dashun may well be the first under heaven, but if there were to be a second, it would belong to none other than the Northern Court.
It's simply the difference between a ferocious tiger and a pack of wolves.
