A troop led by seasoned soldiers, even when beaten down to just a few n, can regroup into a new force under the veterans’ guidance.
Return the veterans to the Capital City to serve as the guard?
In a few years, these n would be wasted.
Rong Heng spoke calmly, "Soldiers have no constant leader, and leaders have no constant master; this is a asure to guard against Prince Rui holding too much military power."
"But in that case, wouldn’t the Southern Border’s strength decline? What if Wei Country invades?" Rong Baoyi muttered.
Gu Lan said, "I’m not sure if the Emperor thinks he can secure his throne that way, but I know that in the long run, military leaders will lose their prestige, and there will be no way to train a battle-hardened army."
Rong Baoyi’s eyes sparkled with understanding, "Exactly!"
Tang Zhan, seeing these young people speaking such words, was slightly surprised, then laughed it off, "Those are matters for the Princes and the Emperor to worry about, not us."
However, in his heart, Gu Lan’s words altered his impression of Young Master Gu just a bit.
He agreed with Young Master Gu; removing the elite from the army over ti would weaken its power.
After all, the offspring of a general’s family does have so judgnt, not entirely useless.
Gu Lan heard his words and slowly replied, "Without worrying, there would be no progress, no wonder... you’re just a trusted aide."
Tang Zhan: "Damn it, Gu Lan, who the hell are you talking about!"
General’s offspring my ass, he’ll kill her!
Gu Lan shrugged innocently and asked, "Why does soone always take it personally when we’re all trusted aides here?"
Tang Zhan rolled up his sleeves, "Are you looking for a fight?"
Young Master Gu: "Co on, I’m so scared of you."
"..."
Rong Baoyi thought perhaps Young Master Gu and Brother Tang were just fated to clash.
Under the watchful eyes of the soldiers, they crossed the training field to the King’s Tent in the center of the camp.
Upon learning of Baoyi’s visit, Prince Rui was already pacing nervously at the tent entrance, his steps hastening until even using Qinggong to leave afterimages.
Until he saw his children approaching from afar.
Prince Rui imdiately stopped, coughed slightly, put away any excess emotion on his face, and sternly watched as the short and chubby young prince ran towards him.
The young prince, fair and clean, wore a white scholar’s uniform today, his short little legs moving swiftly, like a running white dough ball.
Prince Rui almost couldn’t help but chuckle at his son, but he held back, his expression becoming even more serious.
Then, Prince Rui’s gaze moved past to see Rong Baoyi walking quickly beside the young prince.
His daughter, as lovely as a flower, well-behaved and sensible, also quite smart; what more could he ask for?
Prince Rui wanted to smile to show a kinder side, but suddenly rembered these two had skipped school to find him.
He held it in.
He was the most stern and forbidding father, he couldn’t smile!
"Father!"
Rong Yunhao leaped, making Gu Lan feel as if a white dumpling had risen into the air, landing in Prince Rui’s arms.
Prince Rui instinctively spread his arms, catching the dumpling in his embrace.
Then, with a stern face, he coldly asked, "Rong Yunhao, how dare you skip school."
Rong Yunhao imdiately looked at Gu Lan, "It was Brother Lan who brought here!"
Gu Lan: ...
She begrudgingly took out an almond pastry from her pocket and crushed it in front of Rong Yunhao.
What to do when the child becos increasingly naughty and disobedient?
A good spanking would do.
"Gu Lan?"
Rong Shuo glanced at Gu Lan who just arrived before him, and then saw Rong Heng behind her, looking a little dazed.
It had been almost two years since he last snuck to the Imperial Court, and Wu seed to have grown taller again.
"Greetings to the Prince." Gu Lan faced Prince Rui and cupped her hands, then looked at Rong Baoyi and innocently said, "I couldn’t bear seeing County Princess Changle co of age tomorrow without eting the Prince, so I resorted to this. As for the young prince... he insisted on coming along."
Prince Rui thanked, "Yunhao is mischievous, thanks to the Young Master for looking after him."
Prince Rui was clad in dark-colored soft armor, wore a Cloud Crown, with a crimson cloak draped over his back, a dark gold sword hilt hanging at his waist.
He was tall and imposing, exuding the fierce and iron-blooded aura of a battlefield veteran, with a stern face and sharp, deep mysterious eyes. The deep mark between his brows made him appear majestic and forbidding.
Tying this to the armies and military Gu Lan had witnessed before, this man was truly worthy of being admired as a prince by the populace.
Such a great prince, with martial prowess undoubtedly unparalleled, and appearing to have a short temper; if she were to provoke him...
The light in Gu Lan’s eyes flashed montarily.
Before she could act on any thought, she saw the young prince jumping around beside his father, inadvertently pulling and breaking the Peace Pendant hanging from Prince Rui’s waist.
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