If it never happens, what if His Majesty exterminates my nine clans? This fellow was a genuine treacherous minister.
And for certain reasons, he had always been at odds with Lin Zhou.
"Hmm? Someone came this early?"
Sun Lin glanced into the side hall, somewhat surprised as well.
He had thought he had arrived early enough, only to find someone had beaten him to it. Yet the man looked unfamiliar.
There were not many people in the capital qualified to attend tonight's banquet, and he basically knew them all.
As he pondered, five names surfaced in Sun Lin's mind within moments.
The fact that this person was here proved his identity was not a problem, and there were only five people Sun Lin did not know.
Of those five, three were middle-aged men, while one was an old man.
The last one was a young man.
His name seemed to be Lin Zhou.
The young man before him should be Lin Zhou.
"I never expected Scholar Lin to arrive so early. Hahahaha."
With a smile on his face, Sun Lin looked at Lin Zhou in the side hall and spoke in an exceptionally friendly manner.
"Greetings, Minister of Rites."
Lin Zhou glanced at Sun Lin, forcing a smile as he greeted him.
Sun Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, not expecting the other man to recognize him.
A man entering the capital for the first time already knew such information.
It seemed he had made some preparations.
He was not so simple.
Not like the gifted scholar people spoke of, one who could only compose poems and couplets.
"Hehehe."
Sun Lin chuckled, then found himself a seat.
After sitting down, the two began exchanging words, one sentence after another.
Time passed.
Other officials gradually entered.
The sky was still fairly bright.