"Sixth brother, is your foot better?" King Jing stood on the steps in front of Chengtian Palace, waiting for Song Chengze to slowly approach.
Song Chengze smiled bitterly and shook his head. "It's all my fault. I didn't control the strength well when dancing with the sword, so I twisted it."
"Oh? It's a sprain, not a relapse of an old illness?" Prince Duan followed from behind, playing with the snuff bottle in his hand.
"It's because of the recurrence of my old illness that I didn't use my full strength." Song Chengze sighed, "I'm sorry to make my two royal brothers worried."
Prince Duan reached out and patted Song Chengze's shoulder. "Why does Father always say that Sixth Brother is self-disciplined? You're newlyweds, why didn't you forget to practice sword dancing? I'm afraid it's not that your sister-in-law's bed isn't warm enough? Or that your sister-in-law doesn't have the heart to warm your bed for you? Huh?"
Song Chengze looked at Prince Duan's malicious smile, his face turned red, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.
Prince Jing said to Prince Duan, "Second brother, if the emperor hears what you said, he will call you vulgar again."
Prince Duan shrugged nonchalantly. "With someone as refined as you, there should be someone as crude as me. As the old saying goes, every son of a dragon is different. By the way, when is your brother-in-law getting married? I wonder if the Viscount's Mansion can send me an invitation so I can join in the fun."
After saying that, he seemed to remember something and acted as if he had suddenly realized something. He said to Song Chengze, "Oh right, Sixth Brother is now a brother-in-law to Third Master Hong. We see each other all the time, haha. From now on, I really have to be more careful. Not only can I not say anything about Third Master Hong in front of Fourth Brother, I dare not say much in front of Sixth Brother either. I know Sixth Brother is a broad-minded person. I'm just afraid that if I say something bad about Third Master Hong, Sixth Brother's wife will be unhappy and want to vent her anger on her brother-in-law. Don't you think so? Hahaha."
King Jing looked at Song Chengze's tightly clenched fist, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He turned around and saw King Cheng striding over. He asked, "Why hasn't the crown prince come out yet?"
"I told my father to stay, saying that Lord Qin had a memorial coming back from the south and asked him to go and take a look."
Prince Duan paused, his eyes became sharp, and the corners of his mouth that had been smiling just now suddenly became gloomy, but he didn't say anything.
Prince Jing smiled slightly, patted his clothes and laughed at Prince Rui, "Well, Crown Prince Yuan wants to invite us to the East Palace to celebrate with Sixth Brother. He's so busy now, I don't know when it will be."
Prince Cheng snorted and glanced at Prince Duan, "Second brother, have you heard anything about what's going on in the south recently?"
Prince Duan tightened his cloak. "South? Why isn't the northwest enough for Fifth Brother to see? Why are you looking south again? Can you see all the way?"
Prince Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you mean? I'm just asking. If there is anything, it will help my father to relieve his worries."
"Share the worries? Ha, our Crown Prince is here to help. He doesn't need us, huh." Prince Duan shook his cloak and walked down the stairs. He looked at Prince Jing with a gentle smile on his face, "And the fourth brother is also someone who can share the worries." After saying that, he strode away.
"What's wrong with you, second brother? You're always challenging whoever you meet. I was thinking that since the prince is busy, why don't we brothers go to my house for a drink?" King Jing said with a smile.
Prince Cheng said with a forced smile, "Well, the emperor didn't keep them, and the prince didn't keep them, so why should you worry about it?"
Seeing Prince Cheng also striding over, Prince Jing shook his head, "Every one of them is like eating gunpowder. It's only natural for the emperor to promote the prince. They act like this no matter what they do."
Seeing that Song Chengze didn't respond, he turned around and saw that Song Chengze was staring at Prince Duan's back.
King Jing sighed, "Forget it. You know my second brother's temper. He says whatever he thinks and never cares about other people's feelings. Since my sister-in-law is marrying you, let's not talk about the past anymore. Live a good life and be worthy of the marriage granted by our father."
Song Chengze let out a breath, "Fourth brother is right, don't worry, if I took these words to heart, I would not be able to stand here peacefully. From childhood to adulthood, haven't I been bullied enough by second brother and fifth brother?" After saying this, he showed a self-deprecating smile.
Prince Jing hummed and walked forward slowly. Song Chengze followed him. "Actually, my second and fifth brothers are also worried about our father. Maybe they are afraid that the Crown Prince can't handle it alone."
"Sixth brother should be the one who knows best whether His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can handle it alone, right?" King Jing squinted at him. Song Chengze turned to look at King Jing in confusion, "What does Fourth Brother mean?"
"Well, let's stop talking. It's so boring. Since everyone is busy, let's get together another day. Do you want to go together, or wait for the prince?"
Song Chengze bowed and said, "I'm going to the Ministry of Rites. I've put some things aside for a few days because of my wedding. I'm going to take a look."
Several of the princes held sinecure positions. With the exception of the Crown Prince, who participated in the Emperor's meetings, the others held these positions merely for show. Of course, sinecures varied, with good and bad positions available. For example, Prince Jing's sinecure was the Imperial Clan Court, Prince Duan's was the Military Affairs Department, and Prince Cheng's was the Ministry of Revenue. While these positions were merely official, they were actually departments that managed personnel, finances, or the military.
Only Song Chengze has been in the Ministry of Rites for several years. He is not involved in major matters, and he is not needed for minor matters. It is a truly idle position.
Upon hearing this, Prince Jing smiled and said, "Alright, I'll go over and take a look. I don't know if the clan office has checked with the Ministry of Rites regarding some of the details of your marriage."
Song Chengze made a gesture of invitation and followed King Jing to the Ministry of Rites.
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When I came out of the Ministry of Rites, snowflakes were floating in the sky, falling silently and delicately, making the entire palace seem to be shrouded in silence.
Song Chengze stretched out his right hand, and the crystal and cold snowflakes melted instantly, bringing a hint of coolness.
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