After the new political reforms were implemented, military power was relinquished, border troops were reduced, and under the imperial throne, all are mere ants. If Emperor Jianming settles accounts in the autumn, it would truly be a case of "When the sovereign commands a minister to die, the minister has no choice but to comply."
Yet at that time, Yanyang should have been thriving, prosperous, and flourishing.
The Marquis Mansion could also be considered as having exhausted itself in loyal service unto death.
Marquis Zhenbei patted his shoulder, "Zhixu, keep your vision far-reaching. Do not dwell on the gains and losses of a single household or courtyard; your future is intertwined with all of Yanyang."
"Father is a great hero, with the world's fate carried in his heart," Xie Xun had always lived under the shelter of his father and elder brothers, like a fledgling bird with wings yet unformed. "I only wish to protect my family."
