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"Your Majesty, General Qin has sent an urgent report: there is a severe drought in the northern border region, and the Tibetan army is about to launch an attack on the city."

The scout knelt down and handed over the letter with both hands.

Eunuch Liu took it and passed it to the emperor.

The atmosphere in the Golden Palace suddenly fell silent. The civil and military officials, who had just been beaming with joy and planning to prepare their own daughters for the imperial examinations, now wore solemn expressions.

This is a signal for war.

The emperor, his face grim, finished reading the urgent letter and looked up at his officials: "What do you, my esteemed ministers, think? To fight or not to fight?"

Zhenguo Gong said, "Your Majesty, of course we must fight. As a vassal state of our Dayong, the Tubo Kingdom has become increasingly ambitious in recent years. If we do not defeat them in one fell swoop, there will be endless troubles in the future."

The provincial governor glanced at him, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, what the Duke of Zhenguo said is indeed reasonable, but the national treasury is short of funds. If war breaks out, we will need money and grain."

"You mean we won't fight?" the Duke of Zhenguo scoffed. "Wouldn't that make the Tibetans think we're afraid? Your Majesty, I volunteer to lead troops to the northern frontier!"

Renbao's little face was tense.

Northern Xinjiang, isn't that where Mother went?

"Uncle Emperor, I'm going to the northern frontier to pray for rain," Renbao said earnestly.

Everyone was stunned and looked at her, seeing that Renbao's eyes were red and tears were hanging in the corners of her eyes.

Their hearts trembled involuntarily.

The young Taoist priest actually cried.

Scholar Song felt even more guilty, for Renbao, a mere three-year-old child, was able to have the world in his heart.

She wanted all the girls in the world to study because she was pure of heart and lacked the scheming and intrigue of adults.

That's just his petty mind.

The emperor, whose heart had been weighed down by a huge rock, immediately breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Renbao said.

"Is the Little Celestial Master really going to the Northern Frontier?" the Emperor asked, glancing at Su Xuance.

Su Xuance kept Pei Yuru in his heart, and he also wanted to go to the Northern Frontier.

Renbao nodded firmly and said, "Yes!"

He left the palace after court.

As Renbao entered the carriage, tears streamed down her face. She threw herself into Su Xuance's arms and sobbed, "Father, I miss Mother."

Su Xuance's eyes reddened, and he gently patted her to comfort her: "Renbao, don't cry, your mother will be alright."

Renbao sobbed, "Renbao wants to go to the northern frontier to find his mother."

"Okay." Su Xuance suppressed his emotions and pinched Renbao's chubby little cheeks. "Your eyes are all red from crying. When you go to the Northern Frontier, your mother will definitely scold me."

Renbao hugged his neck and let out muffled sobs.

"Compao!"

The carriage stopped at the Su residence, and Pei Mu and Pei Gufeng went to greet them; they had been there for quite some time.

Pei Mu carried both hands full of food, thinking that Renbao's eyes would light up when he saw it.

But what he met was a pair of large, wet, red eyes.

Pei Mu's heart clenched instantly, filled with heartache: "What's wrong with Renbao?"

He glared at Su Xuance with reproach in his eyes.

Pei Gufeng stared intently at Renbao and asked softly, "Renbao, who bullied you?"

A hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

Despite Pei Gufeng's refined and elegant appearance, few can rival him in terms of cunning and skill.

"Grandfather, uncle," Renbao choked out.

Su Xuance said, "Father-in-law, Gu Feng, come inside and we'll talk."

"Northern Xinjiang is short of water!"

A gasp of surprise rang out from the study.

Pei Mu's face was solemn; he was worried about his daughter and also about the soldiers in the northern frontier.

Pei Gufeng said, "I'll go to the Northern Frontier and have Yu Ru come back."

"No," Su Xuance said.

Pei Mu's cold gaze fell on him, and he said unhappily, "Why? Yu Ru is the apple of my Pei family's eye, and I don't want her to suffer even the slightest harm."

The battlefield is ruthless; what if something happens to her…?

Pei Mu began to shed tears as he spoke.

"Father-in-law, I am also worried about Yuru, but galloping across the battlefield and fighting bravely is what Yuru has always wanted to do. She doesn't want to live under our protection." A tear flashed in Su Xuance's eyes. He quickly lowered his head and blinked, then said seriously.

That makes sense, but how can a father feel at ease?

Pei Mu covered his face to hide his tears.

When he started crying, Renbao stopped crying instead.

She held Pei Mu's hand tightly: "Grandpa, Mother will be alright. I'll go to the Northern Frontier to pray for rain tomorrow."

"Renbao, you're only three years old, how can you go to the northern frontier?" Pei Mu stood up excitedly, "Your maternal grandfather is going with your uncle."

Renbao reached out his arms: "Hug me."

Pei Mu felt a pang of tenderness and wanted to cry. He hugged Renbao tightly and said, "Renbao."

Renbao gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Grandpa, don't cry, Renbao is very capable."

Pei Mu choked up: "I know Renbao and your mother are both very capable, but it hurts me to see you both hurt. I'm even more afraid that you will get hurt. Just thinking about it makes my heart ache."

He was a military general, and he understood how much hardship it took to become a qualified soldier.

Renbao was young but exceptionally capable, but the greater the achievement, the greater the responsibility.

To everyone else, Pei Yuru was a general, and Renbao was a little celestial master.

But to him, they were his daughters, his daughters' daughters.

Renbao said in a childish voice, "Grandpa, a person must have their own abilities to live in this world, otherwise their life will not have been in vain."

Mother is doing what she wants to do, and so is Renbao, and we are very happy.

Pei Mu looked down at the soft and delicate Renbao in his arms. She was young, but her words were profound and simple.

He tucked his eyes in: "Renbao is right. Then your grandfather is waiting for good news from you and your mother. I will always be proud of you."

Renbao gave a light and cheerful "hmm".

"Little Celestial Master!" Song Xueshi's voice entered the study.

Renbao exclaimed in surprise and looked outside: "Daddy, why do I hear that talkative uncle's voice?"

"What's going on?" Pei Mu caught the key information and immediately asked Su Xuance.

Su Xuance briefly recounted the events that had transpired in the imperial court.

Pei Mu and Pei Gufeng looked at Renbao with great admiration.

They also felt that it was a good thing for girls to study.

"Master, we really can't stop Lord Song."

As Scholar Song entered the study, Lai Fu followed closely behind, quickly approaching Su Xuance and whispering something to him.

As soon as Scholar Song got off the carriage, he rushed inside. The steward opened the door a crack, but he managed to squeeze in.

Several gazes fell upon Scholar Song.

He felt uncomfortable being stared at.

"Isn't this the eloquent Lord Song? What brings you to my son-in-law's residence?"

Pei Mu said in a sarcastic tone.

He disliked anyone who dared to confront his son, Renbao, in court.

Scholar Song, having lost his sharp edge in the court, knelt down with a thud: "Little Celestial Master, please come to my residence."

If he had known something bad had happened at home, he would never have confronted Renbao in court.

Renbao only suggested that girls should be educated; all the old ancestral rules could be broken.

Su Xuance said, "Lord Song, please stand up and speak."

Scholar Song shook his head and repeated, "Please, Little Celestial Master, don't hold it against me. Come with me to my home."

Renbao asked curiously, "What happened to your family?"

Scholar Song burst into tears: "My son suddenly vomited blood uncontrollably. In just one hour, he could only take in breaths and couldn't exhale any more."