The Grand Tutor was upset.
As a teacher, how could he not be angry? Why were his students so useless? They were just standing outside in the cold wind for a while. Would they die from the cold if they stood there for a while?
However, they were princes. How could they be compared to normal students? What he could do was only advise them. How could he teach them?
The Grand Tutor had even thought that if there was a prince who insisted on standing outside and fell sick, it might make the Emperor look at him in a different light!
"Get these bastards out here right now!"
His Majesty roared furiously, "Even if they all freeze to death here, they are not allowed to move a single inch! If anyone dares to go inside to warm up … I will strip him of his identity and let him rest here forever! "
His Majesty's words were full of severity!
The seven or eight princes who left without permission all got out of their carriages. All of them lowered their heads, not daring to look at the king's face.
"What the hell did I give birth to? Look at you guys! You don't have the manners of a ruler!"
The king humphed and turned his head. He looked into the distance, but there was only disappointment in his heart!
How dare this kind of trash dream of inheriting my throne and ascend to the throne?!
Ridiculous!
If I pass the throne to them, I won't be able to face my ancestors even if I die!
"Crown Prince!" The king said coldly, "Come to my side!"
The Crown Prince walked over, shivering. Half of it was because he was scared, and the other half was because he was freezing.
The Crown Prince was a noble, but his cultivation was shallow. He had just come out of the warm carriage. Even if he wanted to behave better, it was beyond his ability. He was really embarrassed!
"Forget it. Go back …" The king closed his eyes and sighed helplessly.
Looking at the Crown Prince, he was scared and shivering. His eyes were vicious. He was angry but he didn't dare to say anything. He was full of evil thoughts …
The king's face was bleak. The helplessness and disappointment in his heart had reached its peak. He was so depressed that he wanted to die!
It was not just disappointment anymore. It was hopelessness and desperation!
These princes … Could they really only be like this?
At this moment, Yu Peize could not help but feel boundless regret for his past self. Because of the strange poison in his body, his energy was extremely limited. It was already beyond his ability to worry about the affairs of the country. In addition, there was the First Prince, who he had never had to worry about, in front of him. As a result, for a long time, he had never paid attention to his sons. So it turned out that their minds and sentiments had already been corrupted to this extent?
None of these princes would be able to inherit the great cause, especially now that they were preparing for the future of Tianxuan Continent. They were not worthy and did not even have the right to try!
"A man hates his wife and son the most …"
The king sighed in his heart.
Looking into the distance, the army was getting closer and closer. He could already see the neat formation of the army and the neat and clean flags.
His Majesty's eyes couldn't help but warm up. In that instant, his blood boiled. In an instant, he tossed these troublesome matters aside.
Nothing was more important than welcoming the return of the army and the Heroic Souls!
He tidied himself up and strode out to welcome them.
Almost at the same time, a command rang out. The three armies stopped in their tracks at the same time.
"Dismount!"
"Salute!"
A few leading generals stepped out from the crowd and walked forward.
…
His Majesty heaved a long sigh of relief, forcefully suppressing the urge to let his tears flow freely.
It was tragic!
It was truly tragic!
"… Marshal Fu Baoguo is still guarding the old site of the Fortress of Resilience, intending to rebuild the fortress and build an impregnable fortress. He said … that we should send our regards to Your Majesty. As long as Fu Baoguo is still around, the Fortress of Resilience will forever remain in Yutang's hands!"
Shangguan Lingxiu represented all the generals and reported to His Majesty. At the same time, she also stated the main reason why Fu Baoguo did not return to the capital to report on his duties as the eastern frontline's marshal.
It was one thing for the emperor and his officials to be in harmony, but they still had to go through the necessary procedures. It was not a pleasant sight to see someone with ulterior motives plotting against their ruler.
"Welcome …" His Majesty's lips quivered. "… Heroes, return! I am proud of all of you! I am proud of what all of you have done! "
"Warriors, what comes next is what I, the emperor, have to do. I swear to the heavens … be it the warriors who are still here or the loyal souls who have fallen into eternal slumber … I will never let you down! "
Behind him, a deafening salute boomed.
"My warriors!"
His Majesty bellowed.
"Home!"
Tens of thousands of warriors wept at the same time.
Touching the bundles on their backs, hot tears streamed down their cheeks.
"Brothers, it's home!"
"We're home! I'll send you … home! "
There was jubilation both in and out of Tiantang City.
Countless people were laughing with tears in their eyes.
…
His Majesty personally accompanied Qiu Jianhan's carriage to the Residence of Qiu.
According to conventional etiquette, no matter how outstanding the returnee's meritorious service was, there was no reason for an emperor to send his official home. Today, however, His Majesty had broken this rule and sent Old Marshal Qiu home personally.
The weather was really cold. This time, Old Mistress Qiu did not wait a hundred miles away, but waited by the city gate. Finally, she saw the carriage carrying her husband arrive. Only when she saw her husband's peaceful face as if he was sleeping soundly did she finally burst into tears.
These were tears of heartache, but they were also tears of relief.
Since the beginning of the expedition, the ominous signs that had never been there had weighed down on Old Mistress Qiu like a mountain, suffocating her.
A few days ago, she had even felt that her husband was about to leave the netherworld. At that moment, the old mistress had wanted to follow him to the netherworld. Fortunately, her mind was clear and she still hoped that her husband could return. She could not help but feel fortunate. If she had died in vain that day, her husband would have been left to sleep alone. How would the old man live if he woke up?
Now, everything had finally passed.
Even though her husband was unconscious, he had not died in the battle.
He could definitely wake up!
This was enough!
This was heaven's blessing, giving them the chance to walk on together!
Marquis Yun stepped forward to say a few words of comfort and was about to speak to His Majesty when the emperor unexpectedly said softly, "Wait a moment, I want to speak to you."
Marquis Yun rolled his eyes and said, "Alright."
'You want me to wait, I'll wait.'
…
And this short wait was not a short wait, but a long wait that lasted all the way until nightfall!
By the time everything was done, it was already deep into the night.
His Majesty returned to the palace with a heavy heart. The first thing he did was to issue an order.
"Search through the secret documents of the royal family, especially those that have been sealed for a long time, including the documents of the previous dynasty. Find all of them and place them in the royal study."
A single order and three consecutive 'all of them' almost exhausted the eunuchs.
Then, His Majesty sat there with his eyes closed, heaving long and short sighs.
"More than a million soldiers …"
His Majesty's long sigh was not an act; it was genuine heartache.
After a long, long time, he spread out the brush and paper and wrote a few words.
"The loyal soul shall not be lost, the noble spirit shall live forever!"
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