In front of the Qi Mansion.
A pair of seven feet and two inches green stone lions stood at the bottom of the stone steps, their claws gripping carved embroidered balls.
According to the Ning Dynasty rules, a First-Grade Official could have a six-foot stone lion in front of his door, but the stone lions of the Qi Mansion exceeded this standard by one foot and two inches, rivaling those of a Prince.
In the night, Qi Zhenzhuo stood beside the stone lions, looking around. The servant beside him urged, "Second Young Master, you should go inside now; the Literary Meeting has already started."
Qi Zhenzhuo impatiently replied, "I have to wait for someone, understand? Personally welcoming them at the door shows respect. If I weren't afraid of being too deliberate, I should be inside waiting, then shout when they arrive, and I'd come out barefoot to greet them."
The servant secretly sneered.
Qi Zhenzhuo glanced at him sideways, "Look at your sour face, showing no respect!"
