It was a perfect and grand celebration for them.
Especially the fireworks in the sky at the end were so magical and beautiful.
Besides saying this to each other all the time.
Of course, last night's celebration left a mess of garbage.
This morning, all the people in Xianyang spontaneously began to clean the streets.
You can see the madness of last night even in the garbage.
Lanterns and paper fans still remain on the streets of Xianyang, but the candlelight inside has burned out.
Xiao He woke up early in the morning because, as one of the organizers of the celebration, he still had some finishing work to do.
What to do with the arranged items, should I recycle them or throw them away?
But Zhao Jun, who could decide all this, was still sleeping soundly.
He had no choice but to wait.
Only after Zhao Jun finally got enough sleep and went to the kitchen to have lunch did he feel alive again.
After a while, Fusu came to the door and accused them of slipping away early last night.
The King of Zhao only then remembered Fusu and had to make an awkward excuse.
Ying Zheng didn't have to attend the morning court today, but he still got up very early.
Although Sun Cheng was unable to leave the palace with everyone last night, he also witnessed the grand event from the palace wall.
"Your Majesty, that final blaze in the sky last night was truly beautiful. The entire Xianyang could see it. Was that also Lord Zhao's masterpiece?"
Sun Cheng had never seen anything like that in all his years.
After a little thought, it can only be done by Lord Zhao.
"Who knows, maybe it's an immortal."
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