Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 374: Chapter 359 King City, The Silver Vault

As dawn’s first light descended once again, Yang Zhenshan was already standing within the main hall of Prince Qing’s King City.

Every King City’s main hall is known as Chengyun Hall, the place where the Prince holds celebrations and wields his power. Typically adorned with dovetailed eaves, intertwined dragon carvings, edged in gold, and painted with the eight auspicious flowers. The seats in the hall are made with red lacquered dragons, curtains hanging with gold-traced dragons, and the wall behind the throne is decorated with painted dragons amidst colorful clouds.

However, the Chengyun Hall of Prince Qing seemed rather stingy, lacking any golden splendor, giving instead an oppressive feeling.

The reason for this traces back to over thirty years ago when Prince Qing was granted his fief.

Prince Qing, the son of a former Crown Prince, had never been favored by Emperor Chengping, who was even wary of him; naturally, the Emperor wouldn’t have arranged for a lavish palace for him.

When Prince Qing received his fiefdom, Qinghua Prefecture had no King City. It was only upon Prince Qing’s arrival that the construction of King City began. Prince Qing waited three years within the city before the King City was completed.

At that time, everyone knew Emperor Chengping held no affection for Prince Qing, so the officials overseeing the construction of King City showed little regard for Prince Qing, skimping on materials and reducing costs where possible. Ultimately, it resulted in the construction of the worst quality King City in Da Rong.

What was supposed to be an impressive and grand Chengyun Hall turned out to be a roughly made palace.

Yang Zhenshan stood in Chengyun Hall, looked around at the decorations, and slightly shook his head.

“How miserable!”

He even felt sorry for Prince Qing.

It was supposed to be an imperial commandment, but it cruelly morphed into a Prince’s commandment. It would have been just fine to become a Prince, but instead, he faced suppression and surveillance by Emperor Chengping.

Barely surviving the Emperor’s wrath, hoping for an opportunity to rise, only to have collided with someone like himself.

Yang Zhenshan felt a sense of irony at play.

“Sir! We’ve found out that Prince Qing escaped from the city last night! He left through the west gate!” Yang Mingzhi came to report.

Yang Zhenshan stepped out of the main hall and gazed at the vast expanse of morning clouds. “What about Prince Qing’s children?”

“It seems they left together. Some commoners saw a team of over a hundred people with a few horse carriages leaving the city last night,” Yang Mingzhi said.

Yang Zhenshan nodded slightly; with only a hundred or so people, it seemed Prince Qing left in great haste.

“They must be going to find Ji Feiyu!”