"The Yang Family has only controlled Mount Jiang for barely over fifty years, and there's still a long way to go, Emperor," Yang Wenxiao said as he stood up. Emperor Yongan quickly rose as well, nodding vigorously in agreement when he heard Yang Wenxiao's words. "Father is absolutely right, as members of the royal family, we must be vigilant and not let our current prosperity blind us."
"You should take care of organizing it. Everyone always thinks we are at the pinnacle of the world, but they can't understand our constant trepidation," Yang Wenxiao said with a sigh.
Emperor Yongan hurriedly replied, "Rest assured, Father, I will have someone start preparing for this event tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Yang Wenxiao nodded, "Very well, it's getting late, you should all rest early. Dismissed."
As he said this, he walked toward the entrance of the great hall. As he passed by Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang, he added, "You two, come with me to the Da'an Palace."