Yinzhen nodded: "You could say that."
So Tong Cheng'er understood. The Forbidden City was more of a symbol of status than a place where one could live comfortably. Living in the Forbidden City represented a certain status symbol.
So these royal villas in Mongolia are more of a landmark building, because the existence of a landmark represents the center.
Form outweighs content.
After leaving the villa, Yinzhen took her for a stroll. Outside, construction had already begun, and the outline of a street was taking shape, promising its future prosperity.
Time flies, and it's already August. The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Things in Mongolia are basically settled, and it's time to return to Beijing.
Before leaving, Yinzhen, Tong Cheng'er, and the Fifth Prince and his wife decided to stroll along the newly built Chengen Street.
On the streets, besides people dressed in Mongolian costumes, there were also many people dressed in Hanfu. They came and went, and from time to time, you could hear their voices as they negotiated and bargained, making it a very lively scene.
The Fifth Prince exclaimed, "How lively it is! Who would have thought that this place was once a desolate wasteland!"
Upon hearing this, Yinzhen smiled and said, "It's all thanks to Fifth Brother."
"I was just following Fourth Brother's instructions; it's still Fourth Brother's credit."
The two of them went back and forth, praising each other.
Tong Cheng'er and Wu Fujin couldn't help but laugh as they listened.
Tong Cheng'er: "Alright, it's all thanks to the two of you."
She had barely finished speaking when the waiter knocked and came in.
"Gentlemen, your meals are ready."
Soon, a feast was laid out on the table.
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