The next day.
The Imperial College was closed for a rest day. Zeng Anmin only found out about this after transferring from the Imperial City Department to the Imperial College. Since he had nothing to do today, he simply headed straight home.
"Young Master, you're back?" Mr. Qi's voice rang out the moment he stepped into the courtyard.
"Yes." Zeng Anmin's body instantly relaxed as soon as he was home. He looked off into the distance and asked, "Where's my father? Is he still at the Ministry of the Secretariat?"
"The Master woke up early today to attend the morning assembly at the Imperial Palace," Mr. Qi replied respectfully.
"The morning assembly?" Zeng Anmin paused in surprise. He wondered what kind of crazy fit Emperor Jianhong was having out of the blue. Didn't he dislike morning assemblies? However, it had little to do with him.
