"You," Empress Zhou said, not wanting her imperial son to go down in history with a bad reputation. "Since ancient times, the world has been governed by filial piety. You must keep this in mind. Once you leave my palace, you are not to mention this matter ever again."
Hua Zhang immediately put on a serious expression. "I'm only complaining a bit in front of you, Mother. In the past, Uncle went out seeking medical treatment to avoid arousing suspicion. Now that I am the Emperor, can I recall him?"
Empress Zhou pressed down on his hand to stop him. "Don't. Your uncle spent the first half of his life on the battlefield. Later, because of me, he spent over a decade battling wits and courage with those old foxes. It's time to let him rest."
