Wu Bingwen and Long Jia ascended the staircase. The staircase was so long that Long Jia was buried in exhaustion by the time they reached the top. Wu Bingwen led them to the Emporer's study.
Someone announced their arrival and they entered. The Emporer and the Prime Minister were present there.
Both of them bowed and greeted the Emporer and the Prime Minister.
"Zhen was waiting for you. Zhen even called the Prime Minister to see his daughter."
"Thank you, father" replied Wu Bingwen.
"You are blessed to have such a beautiful wife. Zhen hopes to see you more attentive towards the affairs of the court, now that you are married."
Wu Bingwen was an excellent child. He was the son of the Empress and a prodigy. He excelled in everything he did, be it Studies, Warfare, Go, Archery or even maintaining his relationship with his brothers. Emporer favoured him much, but he only had one complaint of his filial son. He was too lazy!
He did not use his paramount skills. He was sick of persuading his son. The Emporer wanted his son to take the throne. But no matter how much he encouraged him, his son showed little to no interest in the throne.
"I will try, father." Wu Bingwen replied.
The Emporer sighed.
If it had not been for his stubbornness, he would have already announced his third son as the king and retired to enjoy a life of leisure.
" You should go and meet your mother. She misses you." The Emporer permitted them to leave.
After they left, the Emporer looked at the enormous paperwork waiting for him. He wanted to cry. Just when would his misery end!