In just a few steps, Meng Yuanbai had already reached the entrance of Zhenghe Hall.
He straightened his robes and attire, adjusted his facial expression, then walked in, coming to a stop before a door in the deepest part of the hall. He knocked solemnly and respectfully: "Your subordinate Meng Yuanbai, here by order. I wonder if Elder has time to spare me a brief audience?"
The Elders naturally did not all crowd into a single room to work, but each had their own dedicated office. Normally, there were specialized officials responsible for running errands back and forth, passing on memorials and documents. Only when particularly major matters arose would several Elders gather to discuss them face to face.
This room deep within Zhenghe Hall belonged to the current Chief Minister, Zhao Hongbo.
As Meng Yuanbai's voice passed through the door, a low, elderly voice soon came from within: "Enter."
"Yes."
