The prince is good at everything, he is outstanding in reading and governing, he is ruthless in his methods without losing his benevolence, he is supported by the courtiers, he is respectful to his brothers and friends, and he has the demeanor of His Majesty in his youth.
The only problem is that due to poor health, I always lag behind in my riding and shooting skills.
Your Majesty didn't say anything, but he was always worried about it, and took the initiative to ask his father for permission to let the general who had just returned to the army be his master and lead him to practice.
Your Majesty agreed, and the general went crazy.
Your Majesty, are you in your right mind? The prince is not in good health and you still let him follow me? Is the strange minister dead?
Forget it, whatever minister doesn't have some mess on his body, just support him and coax him.
For several months, the general with great military exploits went to the Prince's Mansion in person every day to help serve tea and pour water, and remove ashes and collect carbon.
In winter, the chair was cold and hard, so the prince sat on the general's lap, reading and approving official documents. The general was very happy, and as long as you don't die of illness in front of me, you can do whatever you want.
His Majesty felt very comfortable looking at him. The general of the dynasty had a deep relationship with the prince as master and disciple, and he was willing to serve as a bodyguard for the prince, personally escorting him wherever he went.
The prince, who usually had a cold and meticulous face, would hide in the general's arms and wipe his tears from time to time.
Your Majesty bumped into him several times by chance, and he thought it was very good. In the future, when the prince succeeds to the throne, he will be assisted by a general, and he will be able to stabilize the country.
Everything was going in the right direction until His Majesty paid a private visit incognito and entered the Prince's Mansion on a whim. He saw the disheveled Prince and the anxious general rolling down the bed.
Your Majesty: What are you doing? !
General: I, I am helping the prince...
Prince: Exercise!
[The general who is domineering on the outside but a bit silly on the inside × His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who is decisive in killing outside but grunting on the inside]
Purpose: Only by having both civil and military skills can you be long-lasting.
