The scent of ink lingered in the air as Gu Yu set down the brush, the candlelight casting deep shadows on the wrinkles at the corner of his eyes.
He looked at his silent yet obstinate son, and suddenly let out a soft laugh, "Go then."
"To meet King Qin is your honor."
"Think of the forefathers of the past and the wise monarchs; it was the same."
Gu Quan stood up, the hem of his robe brushing against the "Defense Map" on the desk. "If my judgment is correct, King Qin will create a flourishing era."
"At tomorrow's morning court, I will petition the emperor to have the young men of the Gu family defend Shuofang. You need not worry about your brothers."
His tone was not as calm as it usually was.
How could Gu Yu not have his own judgment about Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin?
It's just that he could not speak of it.
In truth, Li Jiancheng's abilities were not lacking; every time he came to consult Gu Yu, he had substantial gains and progress.
