As the old saying went: a knot in the heart was easy to untie, but hard to form.
Yet Zhang Liang held a different view on the matter.
In truth, Xiao Tianyang felt his pressure multiply because he bore the hopes of too many people.
Otherwise, given Xiao Tianyang's temperament, how could he have hesitated over this matter?
As half of Xiao Tianyang's Imperial Tutor, Zhang Liang naturally had the duty to guide and counsel him.
After pondering for a moment, Zhang Liang said, "Rather than agonizing over whether to attack, why not first listen to what the people want?"
Light gradually returned to Xiao Tianyang's expression as he asked, "How can I learn what they want?"
Zhang Liang took several documents from a nearby bookshelf and handed them to Xiao Tianyang.
"Your Majesty, first look over the recent reports from the Frontline. Only then will you know whether the people wish to fight."
Xiao Tianyang accepted the documents with some confusion.
Ever since taking command from the imperial capital, he had never had a moment of leisure.
Under normal circumstances, if Xiao Tianyang was not working in the Imperial Study, he could be found in the war conference room.
The rest of his time was scheduled as well.
He was either cultivating or reviewing battle reports from every front.
Yet the reports Zhang Liang had brought over now seemed to be ones he had never encountered before.
Even stranger, when he opened the folder, he found the reports sorted separately.
Simply put, each was a single unbound page, and the contents of each page did not seem very extensive.
Xiao Tianyang grew even more curious and could not help reading them.
However, when he saw the contents of the first page, his expression changed.
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