Zhulan turned to look at her son. "You come with me."
Mingyun shook his head. "Father, Grandfather instructed that you should go alone."
Father would have to face things by himself sooner or later. He worked at the Hanlin Academy during the day and couldn't always accompany his father. It would be better for his father to gain experience sooner rather than later.
Zhulan was briefly at a loss for words but still tried to persuade him. "You stayed by my side during last time's banquet."
If his son hadn't stayed by his side back then, he might have embarrassed the Hou Residence on multiple occasions.
Mingyun chuckled. "Father, the circumstances are different now."
At the banquet, the attendees were one kind of people, and now it's another. He heard from his grandfather that those tribal princes wouldn't last long. Even if Father said something wrong, it wouldn't matter.
