Such an arrogant person will become the Emperor of Yan Country in the future. At this thought, Xie Yun felt a bit like resigning from his post.
But there was no choice. Comparing people leads to despair; comparing goods leads to discarding. Between the brothers Rong Qichun and Rong Qijun, it was like picking a general among dwarfs. After all, the Imperial Successor Rong Jing was so weak.
Everyone in the court was well aware that the Crown Prince plotted against the Empress Dowager. It was truly vicious and cruel. Although the Second Prince was foolish, he was still young...
Holding his book, Xie Yun said indifferently, "Please go ahead... Actually, I can leave too. Perhaps it's best to stop here for today. I can come another day to lecture Your Highness again."
"No need, no need. Jingqi, you may wait a moment and watch my blade technique," Rong Qijun said with a smile, putting on an air of humility and respect.
