"Master Chen? Master Chen?"

"Oh, ah, ah!"

Chen Ziyou reached out, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, his gaze first landing on Master Zhang, then on Ji Chengjue.

Immediately, he picked up the basket of eggs and hurried over, saying:

"Your Highness, this basket of eggs was dyed red last night by my wife and daughter, and this new clothing was sewn by them personally. It’s a gift for Your Highness with wishes for a blessed wedding and the hope for many offspring!"

Ji Chengjue looked at Chen Ziyou, nodded, and said:

"Master Chen has been considerate."

Master Zhang immediately stepped forward and took the items.

Chen Ziyou bowed again and said:

"Your Highness, please ask the He Clan to come out."

Ji Chengjue replied, "My lady was not here since last night."

"This..."

Chen Ziyou was somewhat taken aback.

According to the original ceremonial process, a contingent of imperial guards should have been dispatched from the palace to escort the bridal sedan and the Sixth Prince from Hundred Flowers Street, into the palace to meet the emperor.

The ceremony was simple, even somewhat monotonous, but this was the most Chen Ziyou could strive for.

He was merely an outsider officer sitting on a cold bench; how much influence could he have?

Moreover, the true heavyweights of various departments were all tactfully standing by, not interfering, and even the emperor had not issued a ceremonial standard for the wedding.

"How is it that for a wedding, the bride comes out from her own home, takes a stroll, and then goes back? Master Chen, was it like this during your wedding?"

"Your Highness, but, but the He Clan is a family of commoners." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"What if she’s a commoner? Since she’s my wife, I won’t let her suffer such injustice. According to Yan customs, when a couple marries and the bride is from afar, they should choose a friend from the groom’s place to recognize as family, and the groom fetches the bride from there.

When my eldest brother married, didn’t my sister-in-law recognize Madam Zhao Jiulang as her godmother, and didn’t my brother fetch my sister-in-law from Zhao Jiulang’s mansion?"

"But, but, still..." Chen Ziyou took a deep breath and said, "Your Highness, the Prime Minister received the Great Princess as a goddaughter under the emperor’s edict; you didn’t have that.Your Highness should have asked the emperor to issue an edict for the marriage, today being the wedding day, Your Highness should follow the protocol."

"Protocol?"

"Just the procedures I sent to the mansion a few days ago."

"Oh, I didn’t look at it."

"....." Chen Ziyou.

"Protocols mean nothing, besides, I also sent a message to the imperial guards last night, telling them to take a rest and not come today.

The last time Second Prince married, ten banners of imperial guards were dispatched in total, and for me, only one banner. It’s not about knowing the worth, it’s about comparing; comparing like this, isn’t mine too shabby by comparison.

The Yanjing government servants, I also informed them, no need to come."

"Your Highness, how is this to be done? The auspicious hour is near, I’ll inform them immediately, let them..."

"No need, Master Chen, father appointed you as the master of ceremonies for my wedding; with you here, that’s enough. Now, accompany me to fetch the bride."

Chen Ziyou then remembered the Sixth Prince mentioned the He Clan’s daughter was sent away last night and immediately asked:

"Your Highness, may I ask where is the He Clan now?"

"At Lady Fengxin’s."

"Lady Fengxin?"

Lady Fengxin is the current emperor’s wet nurse; the emperor grew up on her milk, and after ascending to the throne, bestowed an imperial mandate, and granted her a residence. Meanwhile, Lady Fengxin’s son, the emperor’s wet nurse’s son, had long been working in the Spy Bureau, named Lok Bing.

It can be said that, among the influential figures in Yanjing, if evaluated for purity, Lady Fengxin’s residence stands as first.

Since the upheaval against the aristocracy, in Yan, in Yanjing, Lady Fengxin is someone whom the current emperor respects and honors as "nanny."

And the Lok Family has always been extremely low-profile. Lady Fengxin usually prays at home, avoiding external matters, and Lok Bing, who holds a not insignificant position in the Spy Bureau, remains particularly humble.

Chen Ziyou was surprised that the Sixth Prince’s wedding, without the emperor’s announcement, was tacitly agreed upon by the key figures in the court to be coldly handled.

Firstly, due to recent issues within the Ministry of Revenue, many courtiers harbored resentment towards the Sixth Prince for his aggressive tactics. Secondly, even the Crown Prince did not show up to genuinely assist, so why would others join in the hustle and bustle?

"Mrs. Lok has accepted the He Clan as her goddaughter; today, the Lok Family is the He Clan’s family."

Mrs. Lok is Lok Bing’s wife, and by accepting as a goddaughter, it provides a temporary family standing.

Chen Ziyou opened his mouth,

only able to say:

"Your Highness, what about the sedan and the wedding procession?"

Before the Crown Prince’s wedding, both the imperial treasury and the private treasury allocated funds; everything from every accessory on the Crown Prince and "Crown Princess" to the layout of the East Palace was meticulously redesigned, extremely precise.

As for Ji Chengjue, he had to use the bridal sedan from the Clan chief’s residence; typically, the sons of the Royal Family would borrow from there for weddings.

After all, a bridal sedan, much like a wedding dress in later generations, is used only once for most people, so few would purchase one, mostly resorting to renting.

Of course, as a distinguished prince, borrowing a bridal sedan from the Clan chief is truly shabby.

But since the Yan Emperor hasn’t spoken, and Ji Chengjue himself hasn’t made any fuss or requested anything, everyone is being as "frugal" as they can be.