"Wasn't Chen Shubao the last emperor of Chen? The ruler who lost the Southern Dynasty! Prince of Ancheng was the emperor's younger brother, but the emperor had a crown prince. How did Prince of Ancheng's son become the last emperor?"
Even after Prince of Ancheng left, Chen Cuo kept pondering. The more he thought, the deeper the waters seemed. He shook his head and lost interest.
"Court intrigue and coups, I suppose. None of it is my concern."
Chen Cuo's thoughts were on cultivation and comprehending his Divine Ability. Now that he had an agreement with Prince of Ancheng, he had even less to worry about.
"Who becomes emperor has little to do with me. I'd better visit the court's library first and perfect my Divine Ability as soon as possible, so I can break through this bottleneck and keep moving forward..."
Early the next morning, the Marquis's Residence received word from the Secretariat: the East Observatorium had received orders from the palace, and Chen Cuo could come to read its collection whenever he wished.
The East Observatorium was a library built by the court and administered by the Secretariat.
When Chen Cuo arrived, he found Zhang Ju waiting for him with several colleagues.
The Directorate of Historiography, where Zhang Ju worked, was also an office under the Secretariat.
"When I heard the news, I was a little surprised. But considering how learned you are, cousin, it makes sense." Zhang Ju looked delighted. His colleagues, however, wore awkward expressions and seemed reluctant to approach Chen Cuo.
"Sorry for the trouble of coming to meet me."
"It's no trouble. Come with me." Zhang Ju walked alongside Chen Cuo. "The East Observatorium has a vast collection covering all manner of subjects: classics, histories, philosophy, collected writings, poetry and verse, not to mention