Yan Qing looked at the firmly closed doors of the Ling Family and the two stone lions in front of the door, his heart quite amused.
He didn't have much on his mind yesterday, just thought that the geese raised by the Ministry of Rites might be the same ones used during Xiao Ze's grand wedding, or maybe they were for someone in the Imperial Family who had a grand wedding in the past three years. Which princess had used them? Which prince or Commandery Prince? In any case, they couldn't be newly hunted geese; the bunch of civil officials at the Ministry of Rites weren't capable of leaving the Capital to hunt fresh geese.
Now that it was his own wedding, it was one thing not to know the custom of sending paired geese, but now that he knew, he didn't want to use someone else's leftovers.
So, he left the city last night and hunted a pair of fresh, brand new geese.
