519 Heroic Souls Never Perish, Noble Spirits Live Forever! (1/2)

The Grand Tutor sulked.

As their teacher, how could he not be angered? Why were his students so hopeless? They were only standing outside in the icy wind for a little while, were they in any danger of freezing to death? Could they not have just endured it for a little while?

How were these princes comparable to ordinary students?

He was truly limited in what he could. At most, he could only advise them – what teaching could he speak of? The Grand Tutor thought that if there were to be a prince who insisted on standing outside and had fallen ill from the noble deed, he might cause His Majesty to look at him in a new light!

”Ask those bastards to come out!” His Majesty roared, ”Even if they all freeze to their deaths here, no one is to make another move! Anyone who goes inside to keep warm again… I shall do away with his status at once! Let him rest for eternity!”

The message was harsh, uttered commanding tone.

The few princes who left alighted their carriages feebly; they did not dare to look at the emperor as they lowered their heads.

”What have I sired? Just this by this shameful performance, I can tell that none of you have the mannerisms of a ruler!”

His Majesty huffed in fury and turned around, casting his glance afar once more. Disappointment was making its nest at the bottom of his heart. How could such characters entertain the wild wish of succeeding the throne?

Ridiculous!

If he really passed the throne to them, he would not have the face to see his ancestors when he died!

”Crown prince!” The emperor said coldly, ”Come over here!”

The crown prince made his way over trembling, half from the cold and half from fright.

He had been crowned and given an honorable position, but his cultivation base was insignificant and he just exited the warm carriage as well. Even if he wanted to perform better, he was inadequate for the task. It was deplorable!

”Forget it, get out of my sight…” Hs Majesty closed his eyes and heaved a long sigh of helplessness.

Looking at the crown prince's demeanor, the timid hesitance, the trembling, the ruthlessness in his eyes, the sinister beginnings of gutless anger… His Majesty looked morose. The helplessness and disappointment within him peaked to the point of no return!

It was no longer mere discontentment. It was hopelessness! These princes… were these all they had?

At this point, Yu Peize hated and regretted his past self. His energy was very limited from the bizarre poison he had been given, thus it was frequently insufficient to tackle national affairs; in addition, he had the eldest prince, whom he had never needed to worry about. This caused him to neglect to focus his attention on these princes of his for the longest time. Had their intentions and character been rotted to this extent?

There was really no one among these princes who could inherit the empire, especially when a wise one was needed to prepare to rule Tianxuan. They were unqualified, not even having the eligibility to barely try!

”A man's biggest woe is a wife who isn't virtuous and a child who isn't filial…” His Majesty sighed inwardly.

Looking afar, the army was already approaching. The neat troops could already be seen, as well as the clean and tidy flags.

The emperor's eyes were warmed, his blood heated up at once. His worries were instantly thrown to the back of his mind – there was nothing more important than to welcome the return of the army and heroic souls!

He patted himself down and took large strides forward.

Almost at the same time, a command rang out immediately. The army halted their steps in unison.

”Alight!”

”Salute!”

A few leading generals stepped forward together, passing through everyone else.

…

The emperor drew a long breath, suppressing his impulse to cry.

It was devastating! It was overwhelming!

”Marshal Fu Baoguo is still at the old Fortress of Resilience, with the intention to rebuild it, another indestructible fort. He said… asked us to send his regards to Your Majesty – as long as there's Fu Baoguo, the Fortress of Resilience shall forever belong to Yutang!”

Shangguan Lingxiu reported to the emperor on behalf of the generals, as well as stating the main reason Fu Baoguo, as the main marshal of the east border, had not returned to the capital to report his story on the war.

It was one thing for the emperor and officials to be harmonious, but protocol should still be adhered to. It would be a shame for those with ulterior motives to twist this matter into a rumor that the arrogant general intended to use his merits to override the emperor's eminence.

”Welcome…” The emperor's lips quivered. ”...home, my heroes! I am proud of you all! I'm proud of everything all of you have done!”