Draped in a black cloak, Shen Yanchuan approached the crowd, his stride steady and firm.
He gave a slight nod. "Mr. Chen."
Seeing Shen Yanchuan and Chen Songshi stop to speak, many of the surrounding ministers glanced their way, their expressions varied.
Chen Songshi smiled and asked, "On a day as cold as this, why have you come to the palace instead of resting at the Marquis Mansion?"
"I have an urgent matter to report to His Majesty," Shen Yanchuan said.
"Oh?"
Mr. Chen was inwardly surprised. 'The Wazhen affair just concluded. What urgent matter could Shen Yanchuan possibly have?'
"Is it news from the Northern Border?"
Shen Yanchuan shook his head. "No. It's about Qingzhou."
"Qingzhou?"
Mr. Chen froze for a moment before his mind caught up.
"What a coincidence. His Majesty just issued a decree ordering men to be sent to Qingzhou to continue the investigation—"
"There's no need for you to worry, Mr. Chen."
