Zhao Yao arrived at the dining hall of Lanyuan Pavilion and discovered it was filled with people, which surprised him slightly.
On normal days, the dining hall of Lanyuan Pavilion would not be so crowded. Many officials were too lazy to go there for meals and instead ate in their own offices.
Just like Lin Xueyi, he never came to the dining hall for meals and always ate in the History Compilation Hall.
The place where the Fourth Prince and his group compiled history was called the "History Compilation Hall."
Upon seeing the Tenth Prince arrive, the officials stood up and bowed.
Zhao Yao waved his hand, indicating they need not be overly formal.
"Fourth brother, what's happening today, why are so many people in the dining hall?"
The Fourth Prince glanced at the crowded dining hall, a hint of sarcasm crossing his eyes, and coldly said, "Ignore them."
At the side, Wei Mian interjected, "They are waiting for Mr. Zheng."
