By dusk, the ministers began to file out one after another.
Emperor Muwu was just beginning to recover and could not overexert himself, so he postponed Zheng Baosu's interrogation until the next day.
Chen Songshi was on his way out when someone suddenly called his name.
"Elder?"
Chen Songshi turned around. "What is it?"
Lin Xueping smiled and glanced around before taking a few steps closer. In a low voice, he asked, "I heard that Zheng Baosu was escorted into the palace today. This matter… I imagine the Elder must already know about it?"
Chen Songshi stroked his beard but did not answer the question directly. With a faint, unreadable smile, he said, "I'm surprised Mr. Lin is so well-informed. I've been in Qiyuan Hall all day, so I'm really not aware of the details."
Lin Xueping's expression stiffened.
