Several more days passed. It was now three days after the Ninth Prince's investiture.
「That morning.」
The usually quiet and serene study halls of Shengjing Academy were filled with the sounds of an argument.
The Eldest Prince, Lu Changfeng, slammed a golden scroll of silk and jade onto the table and shouted,
"This is my Father's decree! Why can't I attend the Imperial Court?"
Qi Xingyan, dressed in a Confucian Shirt, sat on a rush mat, repeatedly reading the Holy Decree with a puzzled expression.
"The final line, 'The Eldest Prince shall act as regent; the Cabinet is to heed his summons and be at his side,' is exceedingly strange. It seems to conflict with the purpose of making the Ninth Prince a Titled King. Why not just name Your Highness as the Crown Prince directly, instead of doing it this way?"
