But the Red Mansion before his eyes was so magnificent that even he couldn't help but envy it.
"Isn't this going too far?" Imperial Majesty Zhao Ji asked with a tone of displeasure.
Yang Jian hurriedly stepped forward and replied, "In response to Your Majesty, according to the laws of Great Song, residences in Chang'an City may be built up to seven stories high, and may not occupy more than ten zhang of land."
"In my humble opinion, this Red Mansion has not exceeded those limits."
Zhao Ji glared with fury, pointing at the glazed glass roof he shouted:
"You call this seven stories?"
"This has got to be nine stories at least!"
Yang Jian cautiously said, "Although this building is indeed a bit tall, it truly has only seven stories."
Li Ping'an had this Red Mansion built with ten jars of wine, having the Imperial Palace artisans come personally to construct it.
Imperial Majesty Zhao Ji, rendered speechless upon hearing this, drooped his face and stepped inside.
