In his youth, Xie Huizhou and his friends would occasionally talk about the future while fighting crickets or gathering for drinks.
These days, everyone competed to pass the Imperial Examination and become an official at court, or went to the Borderlands to join the army and earn military honors and noble titles. Those were the proper paths in everyone's eyes.
Their families did not need them to be pillars of the household, and they had been spoiled in their daily lives. None of them had any great ambitions.
The futures these unambitious fellows imagined would make anyone shake their head. They mostly dreamed of peaceful days lazing around and living off their families. If they could, they wanted to roam the world with swords in hand.
At the time, Xie Huizhou had just endured the turmoil of the succession struggle, and the shock had restored his memories of his previous life.
Anxious about his destined death, he wholeheartedly agreed with their ideas.
Not dying and being able to live comfortably-nothing could be more perfect.
"Exactly. That's what I want too. I want to leave Capital City and live freely as a wandering painter."
Xie Huizhou was immensely envious of people who had never appeared in the dialogue. Perhaps they really could live to the end.
He had already started taking action.
As the Ninth Prince, he could not simply go wherever he pleased, but he had asked his friends to buy properties for him all across the country. The purchases were nearly complete, and the deeds were already in his hands.
"Zhouzhou, that's so cool! I never knew you had such lofty ambitions!"
"Not me. I just want to spend my whole life freeloading at home!"
"Count me in."
They chattered away for quite a while before casually asking Li