"Haohao, you are also soft-hearted, so I want Tong Sanlang to join the Imperial Guards and let him become the great general in charge of the military power. As long as he has no second thoughts, then our Daqi will be safe," Yang Wenxiao sighed, speaking earnestly, "But after all, his surname is Tong, or Gu, not Yang."
"If our Yang Family had someone to train, I definitely wouldn't have let him entertain the idea of taking control of the military power. But our family has no one, and so Zhengzheng must be cultivated."
"He must be skilled in both letters and arms, able to manage Daqi internally and deter the Aristocratic Families, as well as capable of subduing and sweeping away the small neighboring nations externally. He must have this ability."
"His age is not small anymore. If he doesn't go through hardships now, it will be too late."