Even if the Emperor is jealous of the War Prince, he shouldn't make jokes about national affairs.
"Where is the War Prince? Why haven't I seen him?"
"What would it matter if you did see him? The Emperor doesn't allow him to go to war; the War Prince can't just brazenly go to the battlefield himself, can he? What charge would the Emperor pin on him then?"
"Indeed! This time, the Emperor has gone too far."
Standing by, waiting, the common people were discussing with concern for their future.
Whether the country will remain peaceful or fall into chaos, it all depends on this battle. How could they not worry?
Just then, the Third Prince and Second Prince appeared riding high horses, clad in armor, weapons in hand, exuding an aura of power, followed by a long procession.
"Hey, what's going on? Isn't this the Imperial Guards? Aren't they supposed to guard the Forbidden City? Why are they going to war?"
"The Emperor... isn't this a mess?"
