"Come on, let's go have lunch. The roast duck won't taste good if it gets cold."
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On the night of August 21st, Song Hongshen changed into black clothes.
After leaving the Song family, he went straight to the Ministry of Rites.
The Ministry of Rites was not well guarded, so Song Hongshen sneaked in without much effort.
There was a booklet on the desk of the Minister of Rites.
He flipped through the pages, found the ones he wanted to read, and wrote down the numbers.
Then he restored everything to normal and left the Ministry of Rites.
Early the next morning, autumn rain began to fall in the capital.
After the first light of dawn, civil and military officials passed through the red walls and went up to the Ganyang Palace.
Shen Zhizheng, who stood at the head of all officials, spoke to the Loyal Prince Song Zan, "Your Highness, what is the Crown Prince up to?"
Song Zan snorted, "You are his teacher, and you don't know, so how should I know?"
"This kid's thoughts are getting deeper and deeper. I can't figure out what he's going to do."
The two of them just chatted with each other, and they supported whatever decision Song Hongshen made.
But the civil and military officials following behind the two men were worried.
Especially those who have daughters of marriageable age, they silently pray for blessings from the gods and Buddhas on their way to court.
After the morning court session began, it was customary to deal with state affairs.
But for some reason, today very few ministers submitted memorials.
Later, when the Minister of Rites saw that no one had submitted a memorial, he stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I have compiled a list of all the suitable candidates in the capital."
"Should we select people according to what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said?"
He still felt that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's methods were too casual.
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