The Little King

59 | Unease

Translator: PastTimer

Editor: PastTimer

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When Chu Lan got busy, Xia Xi knew that his plan was being implemented and that it might not be long before an army marched toward Xia. The Xia Kingdom had been prosperous for nearly two centuries, the first generation of her monarchs were leaders of a rebellion, there were several Emperors who were conscientious and diligent in governing.

Because of it, the Kingdom prospered afterwards. But maybe it was too prosperous. Neither the previous Emperor nor Xia Xi's father was a good monarch. Corruption in the government was rampant, coupled with natural disasters and man-made ones, the common folk's lives gradually became difficult.

But even if it was hard, they could still get by. If there was a big battle, it was unknown how many people would die and how many would be displaced.

When Xia Xi thought of this, he felt a little frustrated. If the Barbarians wanted to send troops, their first target must be Zhangcheng. He had been there, walked the streets there, lived there, bought things, and eaten their delicious food. Naturally, he didn't want it to become a river of blood.

But Chu Lan's plot didn't happen overnight, how could he persuade him?

"Ah-Ma, Ah-Ma." A voice suddenly awakened Xia Xi, Xia Xi returned to his senses and looked down at the younger son next to him. The small prince looked at him worriedly and asked, "What's wrong with Ah-Ma? It seems that something's on your mind."

Xia Xi whispered: "It's nothing, have you written your characters?"

The little Prince was sitting at the table next to him writing when he heard the words: "I'm done." He looked at Xia Xi and suddenly said, "Ah-Ma must be worried about your home country? Because my father has sent troops recently."

Xia Xi was startled and asked: "How did you know?"

The little Prince said: "My father told me, my brother's going to march, he was named the left general of the Eastern Expedition." When he said this, his little face was full of worries, "Although my brother is very powerful, I don't want him to get hurt. If he gets hurt, I... I'll feel uncomfortable." He said this with reddened eyes, he looked like he was about to cry, "I begged father not to let my brother go, but father not only refused to agree, he even scolded me, and my brother ignored me when he knew about it."

Xia Xi said blankly: "Chun'er is also going to the expedition? Was he forced?"

The little Prince said in a loss: "No, he seems to be willing to go."

Xia Chun had also been a citizen of Xia, it was reasonable to say that most people wouldn't want him to lead troops to attack his home country. He had decided this because he must've had his reasons. The little Prince gently shook Xia Xi's sleeve, he asked, "Ah-Ma, would you please invite my brother over for dinner? I want to see him."

Xia Xi stroked his hair and agreed.

Xia Chun had already been living in the barracks, he usually only entered the Palace once every ten days and a half, just to greet Xia Xi. After he got older, his personality became colder, and he was unsmiling every day, this taught others not to provoke him. But it was true that no one wanted to provoke him. Although he was a Xia man and not tall and mighty, he was powerful, and there were few opponents of his level in the barracks. A person with a waist twice as thick as his may not be able to beat him. Not only that, but his military abilities were also outstanding. The teams he led in the exercises were the ones with the highest survival and winning rates. Furthermore, he also invented some small wartime formations, which were extremely efficient and could be used to take fortresses.