"Every day?!" Gu Tang was somewhat shocked!
"Yes!" Guan Yan said, "One letter every day, rain or shine. This has been going on for three years."
Gu Tang: "!!!"
Guan Yan glanced at his prince again, confirming that Gu Tang probably really had forgotten.
Otherwise, he would have done such a thing, and done it with great enthusiasm.
I don't know why he looked so shocked.
“You…” Gu Tang’s voice was a little unsteady.
He had just been thinking that he might have to be more aggressive in the future.
Everything is for the children.
I never expected it to be so ferocious.
“Until a little over a month ago, the Third Prince publicly revealed that you had sent love letters to the Imperial Preceptor, which drew ridicule from all the princes. You were furious and argued with the Third Prince, who later knocked you unconscious. You vomited blood several times and were bedridden for a whole month before the love letter incident finally stopped,” Guan Yan said.
Gu Tang slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
He suddenly remembered something and asked Guanyan, "You said before that every time I sent a love letter to the Imperial Preceptor's residence, the other party burned it?"
"Yes." Guan Yan had barely responded when he quickly added, "Actually, I don't know if they were all burned, but a few times when I delivered them, the other party did... did..."
"What exactly?" Gu Tang said, "Please feel free to speak."
"A servant in the Imperial Preceptor's residence told me personally that the Imperial Preceptor never reads your letters and always just burns them. He told you not to... not to..."
Guan Yan secretly looked at Gu Tang again.
Gu Tang nodded to him and said gently, "You're telling me to stop daydreaming, right? It's okay, I guessed it."
After saying this, he relaxed slightly and leaned back against the carriage wall.
Things were a little unexpected for him; it turned out that the original owner of this body already had such an entanglement with this imperial advisor.
The other party certainly didn't seem interested.
Well, that makes things a bit tricky.
"By the way, Your Highness," Guan Yan suddenly said, "did you bring a gift?"
"A gift?" Gu Tang was taken aback.
“Yes!” Guan Yan nodded vigorously.
This matter was not originally his concern, because Gu Tang always attached great importance to the affairs of the Imperial Preceptor.
The Ninth Prince was invited to the Imperial Preceptor's birthday banquet, and preparations for the banquet began three months ago.
But Gu Tang's strange behavior today reminded Guan Yan of this matter.
What gift?
Sure enough, Guan Yan heard Gu Tang ask a question.
He panicked: "Today is the Imperial Advisor's birthday. If you go empty-handed without a gift, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
He thought for a moment and said, "But I don't know where Your Highness has put the gift. You never entrust matters related to the Imperial Preceptor to others, and no one in the manor except you knows what the gift is."
"It's alright." Gu Tang smiled reassuringly at Guan Yan.
He didn't know what gift he had prepared; the system hadn't told him.
However, since it is an era of spiritual revival and cultivation, it must be related to cultivation.
Gu Tang thought for a moment. If his previous cultivation techniques and secret manuals were still usable in this world, he might be able to give the other party one of them.
Even a secret manual that can be used in conjunction with the opponent's weapon would be acceptable.
This was a trivial matter for Gu Tang, and he dismissed it in his mind in no time.
Guan Yan, however, seemed very anxious, fidgeting in the carriage with a look of great panic.
"Don't worry," Gu Tang comforted him. "Didn't you say the Imperial Advisor is a good person? A good person shouldn't care too much about the gift, right?"
"No, Your Highness!" Guan Yan simply said directly, "Of course the Imperial Preceptor wouldn't care, but today there are other princes and even powerful figures from the capital who are going. You will definitely be laughed at by them again."
As Guan Yan finished speaking, her face scrunched up, showing how genuinely worried she was.
“And speaking of the future, if you were to fight with the other princes again… what would you do if your body hadn’t fully recovered?” Guan Yan looked up at his prince with pleading eyes.
His Highness's face showed a calmness he had never seen before, but he felt even more afraid.
"Guanyan," Gu Tang patted his shoulder reassuringly, "Don't worry."
This time, he looked into the other person's eyes and said sincerely, "I'll be fine."
Although Gu Tang and his companions' carriage was not made of exotic beasts, it was, after all, for the use of a prince, and was considered exceptionally fine.
From his Ninth Prince's residence to the Imperial Preceptor's residence, it seemed like only an incense stick's time had passed.
Before he even got out of the car, he could already hear a commotion outside.
Guan Yan jumped out of the car first, then knelt down on the ground, wanting Gu Tang to step on his back to get out of the car.
In fact, cultivators don't need to do this at all, but this extravagant and almost decadent trend has been passed down from generation to generation.
It was as if only in this way could the demeanor and dignity of the nobility be demonstrated.
Gu Tang frowned slightly, got off the carriage, and bent down to help Guan Yan up.
"You don't need to do that again," he whispered.
Gu Tang looked up and saw a huge residence, which could be described as a manor, standing before him.
This is in the capital, and even his Ninth Prince's residence isn't particularly spacious.
Of course, the Ninth Prince was never favored, and the place he lived in was indeed not a good place.
Gu Tang wasn't picky about where he lived, but compared to the Imperial Preceptor's mansion in front of him, he still felt that his own place was probably only the size of a servant's room in the mansion.
Gu Tang glanced at Guan Yan. No wonder this loyal little eunuch had been so earnest in trying to persuade him to give up the Imperial Preceptor.
The difference between heaven and earth is like that.
Perhaps this gives us a glimpse into the situation.
Outside the Imperial Preceptor's residence, the streets were bustling with activity, a constant flow of carriages and crowds.
Apart from the carriage that Gu Tang and his group rode in, most of the people who came to the banquet here rode in carriages pulled by strange beasts.
Some people even arrived riding on strange beasts.
Gu Tang led Guan Yan forward until they were almost at the Imperial Preceptor's residence, when finally someone noticed him, the Ninth Prince.
"Oh." A man who looked to be in his thirties walked up to Gu Tang and looked him up and down without any restraint. "Ninth Prince, you can get out of bed now?"
His voice wasn't quiet; at least everyone in the area near the door could hear him.
Some people were instantly drawn to him.
"Oh my, it's actually the Ninth Prince! What a rare guest!" Another person greeted Gu Tang with a chuckle.
Although he was smiling and calling out "Ninth Prince," neither his actions nor his tone showed any respect whatsoever.
“I knew something was missing this month. Turns out, it’s because we haven’t seen the Ninth Prince’s servants going back and forth to the Imperial Preceptor’s residence every day to deliver love letters. Speaking of which, it’s quite a sight in the capital. A friend of mine went out to train three months ago, and in his letter, he specifically mentioned that he felt quite lonely without seeing the Ninth Prince’s sincere love.” Another young man laughed, “What? The Ninth Prince must be restless because he’s missing this month’s love letters, which is why he struggled to get out of bed and come to deliver them in person?”
"Hahahaha..." Everyone around burst into laughter.
Gu Tang's daily love letters to the Imperial Preceptor's residence, a fact that he had persisted in for three years, had already become widely known in the capital.
The weakest prince in the royal family actually dared to dream of plucking the brightest moon in the country.
Everyone thought it was a joke!
Gu Tang stood calmly at the door.
Just now, he had already checked the cultivation level of each of these people.
Although he didn't know where the pinnacle of this world was right now, Gu Tang could proudly say that...
Every single person present was no match for him in his current state.
However, considering that today is the National Preceptor's birthday.
These people were his invited guests, and he himself was there to attend the banquet.
Furthermore, the task requirements need to be considered.
Gu Tang felt it was best not to take action yet.
However, he had already heard about this from Guan Yan, so he wasn't particularly surprised to hear it again now.
As for the sarcasm in their words...
Gu Tang didn't care at all.
"Speaking of which, today is the Imperial Preceptor's birthday." The man who had initially mocked Gu Tang changed the subject once everyone had finished laughing.
He looked at Gu Tang with a smile: "I have long heard that His Highness the Ninth Prince is deeply in love with the Imperial Preceptor, and every year he goes to great lengths to prepare congratulatory gifts for him. It is just that I have heard that every year, the congratulatory gifts made with his sincere heart are put into the warehouse along with everyone else's gifts, and from then on they either never see the light of day, or they are sent by the Imperial Preceptor to relieve the people when they are in need. It is such a pity!"
The man's eyes darted around, and he looked at Gu Tang with a smile: "Why don't you take it out now, Ninth Prince, so that we can see it first? That way, someone will know what Your Highness's intentions are."
"Yes, we have long heard that Your Highness spends three months every year preparing gifts. It is a pity that such a gem is being overlooked. Why don't we broaden our horizons!"
"Yes, yes, I'd like to see it too."
"Your Highness, please don't be stingy. Let's all enjoy it together."
...
Upon hearing this, Guan Yan glanced at Gu Tang with concern.
His Highness does prepare meticulously every year, but this year, he didn't bring it!
As more and more people gathered at the door, waiting to see Gu Tang make a fool of himself.
The area in front of the Imperial Preceptor's residence was already bustling with people, and now it became even more congested.
Just then, a gentle voice suddenly came from inside the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
"Why should we, who are cultivators, care so much about material possessions?"
The voice was like a clear spring flowing through ice, extremely clear and pleasant to hear.