Xiao Liulang ignored the ash-faced Prince of An and turned to enter the Hanlin Academy.
He had taken two days off, and some official business had piled up on his desk. He flipped through it, not too much and mostly manageable by noon.
Starting tomorrow, he was to resume teaching the crown prince, and he needed to prepare some questions, but it wouldn't take much time.
In any case, he would be able to finish his duties on time.
What no one expected was that just as he had finished his current official duties, Yang, the reader in waiting, thrust upon him a new task.
It was to write a eulogy for the late emperor, to be used in the sacrifice rites.
This task had been assigned to Minister Han of Hanlin Academy, but Yang, being too lazy to do it himself, had passed it on to Xiao Liulang.