The towering city gate was shut tight, not even leaving a crack for him.
Standing atop the gate, the guard shouted down, "Lord Zhuo, Lord Lu has ordered that after nightfall, the city gates are to be closed. Unless the emperor himself arrives, they must not be opened without authorization."
Zhuo Junli disembarked from the carriage, a chill forcing him to draw his cloak tighter, "Since when did the city gate fall under the management of Lord Lu, a mere civil official?"
Even if Lu Mian were to be promoted to Grand Tutor, he still wouldn't have authority over the city gate.
Clearly, this was a deliberate obstruction against him.
The gate guard's voice was robust, "Lord Lu has paperwork on this, and we soldiers are merely following orders. Lord Zhuo should return and rest early; you can enter the city tomorrow."
