Emperor Longchang reclined against the back of his chair, watching Prince Deshun's impassioned performance, and could not help feeling puzzled.
Prince Deshun had once been an honest, loyal, and forthright sort.
Many years ago, because his political ideals and ambitions diverged greatly from Prince Dexin's, he had flown into a rage and retired to an estate by the West Sea, spending his days fishing, drinking tea, and ignoring both court affairs and military matters.
How had several centuries of cultivating himself and recuperating only made him more shameless?
Never mind whether the Wang Clan was guilty or not—even if they were, they had never wronged Prince An's family... How could he sever ties and tear down the bridge the moment something happened? That was far too shameless!
"This matter is already being jointly handled by the Three Judicial Offices, with Meng Yuanbai leading the investigation. I trust that Meng Yuanbai will never bend the law for personal gain. No matter who is implicated, there will be no leniency." Emperor Longchang impatiently waved a hand. "Deshun, if you are tired of fishing in the West Sea, go take a stroll around the East Sea. Catch a Dragon Whale or something. Do not come to Shangjing and make a mess."
"If Your Majesty tells me not to interfere, then I shall not." Prince Deshun replied with the look of an honest, obedient man who followed every command. "However, it is rare for your son to come to Shangjing. These next few days, I shall remain by Forefather's side and attend to him."
Before Emperor Longchang could object, he put on a tearful expression. "Forefather and I have not met for a long time. I have missed you dearly. Whenever I think of how, in my youth, I followed Forefather to campaign against