Gu Wenheng knew his son had entered the palace, so he waited at the palace gates the whole time. Even though he knew his son well, he was more afraid of those shrewd foxes in the palace. Despite repeatedly cautioning him, he still worried the boy might accidentally fall into their traps.
He could have gone into the palace himself, but this was a rare opportunity to temper the child. If the boy always relied on him, when would he ever grow up? Besides, they were here to claim credit this time. The size of the reward would depend entirely on the child's performance today.
"Mr. Gu, are you preparing to enter the palace?" The garrison commander couldn't bear watching him stand there any longer and walked over to ask.
Gu Wenheng smiled. "I'm not going in. I'm waiting for someone here."
