Good! My Foolish Son Has Finally Rebelled!

That's it? What a load of crap.

A barbarian is a barbarian. If he doesn't honestly farm for five hundred years, he won't know what the way of heaven is.

Alas, I can appreciate the beauty of fine chaff, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.

That's it? Can you write more? I'm kind of looking forward to the part where the emperor finds out his sixth son is Ghost Face.

Don't you know how much a thousand taels of silver weighs? Sixteen taels a pound. Is this money packed in sacks?

What is the name of the next book?

This guy's more like a mistress than a subordinate.

Hello! To the author of this book, is there a problem? It's been several days without any updates. Are you making readers wait in vain? Or are you just keeping them in suspense? Or perhaps you're hospitalized?

I feel like you're exactly like the invincible Sixth Prince! [Squinting smile][Head tilted, laughing and crying][Explosion]

Can you please update soon?! If not, go home and grow sweet potatoes.