Chapter 721: Not in the Position, Not Seeking the Policy

After Yanggou and Limu finished discussing the details, he immediately returned to Changle's residence. He had been rushing about busily since morning and had not rested for a single minute until now; it was mainly because he did not feel at ease letting his subordinates handle these matters. If a mistake were made, the trouble would be even greater.

Changle's condition was much better today. After Yanggou's guidance, he felt much more relaxed. Chai had also specifically come over to admit his guilt to Changle and, in front of Changle, completely changed his name to Chai. Changle did not try to dissuade him; after all, Chai had indeed committed a major error this time. Changle did not have the authority to punish him, but he also could not be too lenient toward him—the Royal Family's power was supreme.

In Huaxia, if anyone dared to strike a Prince, that person would be executed regardless of the reason. Of course, if a Prince himself broke the law, there would be corresponding punishments as well. Although the law applied to the Royal Family, for the Royal Family, it was merely a restriction; true punishment would not be handled by the law or the Ministry of Justice, but by the Royal Family's internal rules.

Compared to the law, the internal rules had more red tape, but the punishments were much smaller. The most severe situation was being expelled from the Royal Family, but this was an additional clause, much like being deprived of political rights for life. The other simultaneous punishments were the truly severe ones; once one no longer belonged to the Royal Family, their crimes could then be judged according to the law.

Changle did not say much more to Chai, only telling him to work hard and finish the tasks assigned to him, and warned him: "Do not concern yourself with matters outside of your own position."

However, Chai did not understand. He felt there was some meaning to it, yet he also felt he could not fully grasp it. Changle had no choice but to explain to him: "Whatever department you are in, do the work of your department. Worry less about other things unless you have orders from above. Do you understand now?"

Chai nodded repeatedly: "Understood, understood."

One very important reason why Chai wanted to stand up for Changle was that Changle was too young. Even if he was clever, Chai felt that Changle must have suffered a loss in front of Xuanyuan; otherwise, how could he have so easily let the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe go? But he clearly underestimated the son taught by Baifeng; their political methods and sensitivity were far stronger than those of a rough man like Chai.

Unfortunately, Changle was ultimately inexperienced, and having been caught off guard by Chai, he ended up in a truly isolated and helpless state within the Xuanyuan Tribe. The people he could have used had backstabbed him; could Changle still dare to use such people?

Yanggou reported to Changle what he had done today, mainly the performance of the families of those who had been punished, which was enough to prove that this plan was very successful. Afterward, he asked: "Prince, when are you prepared to set out for the collection?"

Changle let out a long sigh of relief, then sat in front of the table. Helplessly, the light was truly too dim, so he said: "Help me move this table and the books outside; I cannot see clearly inside."

"Very well." Following this, two guards immediately stepped forward and moved the heavy Wooden Table and chairs—which the Construction Team's Carpenter had worked overnight to build—outside the door.

Even at noon, the sun would not rise very high, leaving a large area of shadow under the eaves of this house, which was not oriented properly. The houses of the Xuanyuan Tribe had no Windows, so there was no consideration for the house's orientation or lighting; they were built however it was convenient.

With the table in the shade, there was sufficient light without the glare of the intense sun. Changle opened his book recording the products of the Xuanyuan Tribe. Although he did not know where those plants grew, he could determine their general growth environment and development time.

At this moment, Changle only felt that his method of statistics and classification for the species of the Xuanyuan Tribe was very chaotic, mainly because he was not familiar enough with the Xuanyuan Tribe.

In this weather, most of the plants in the Xuanyuan Tribe had already grown, and some had reached the flowering season. Changle picked and chose from the book, selected some species, and then said to Yanggou: "Let's look at the day after tomorrow. As long as the weather is good the day after tomorrow, we will set out then. Go and ask if there are any stone beaches nearby, or places that are mostly rock with few trees."

Changle liked plants that grew in sandy soil or in rock crevices. This point was inherited from Baifeng, because these types of plants were mostly small, had unique shapes, and both their flowers and leaves were beautiful, making them most suitable for viewing. At home, Baifeng displayed many Bonsai of these plants that Changle or the hunters had brought back.

Over time, Changle also learned how to appreciate this kind of beauty. Although Sui and Yulong could also appreciate it, by comparison, they preferred those that were taller and more robust, or flowers that bloomed large and bright, such as the Peony. A portion of Huaxia's landscaping had chosen the Peony.

Changle's choice was firstly because it was his favorite kind, and secondly, he wanted to transplant a few to give to Baifeng as a Bonsai gift. Just as Baifeng would give them the best things as soon as he had them, now he also wanted to send the good things he found to Baifeng.

The guard delivered lunch to Changle at this time. Only then did Changle remember that it was already this time, so he looked up and said to Yanggou: "By the way, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Hurry and go eat first; these matters are not urgent."

"Also, have the Large Ship wait for one more day. I will write another letter to send to my father. You should also report the situation here truthfully."

"Very well, Prince." After Yanggou saluted, he and his subordinates slowly left. Beside Changle's room, ten Soldiers were kept on rotating guard duty at all times. They also needed to help Changle handle some miscellaneous tasks. They basically changed their Squad every two hours to ensure everyone had enough energy and that there was sufficient protective force around Changle.

There were carrier pigeons on the Large Ship, so sending a letter was very simple. Originally, after arriving at the Xuanyuan Tribe that day, a letter had already been sent, but it had not reported the fact that Changle was injured because the matter had not been resolved. Yanggou thought that letting the King know would only make him worry in vain; it was better for him to resolve the problem as quickly as possible and then explain the ins and outs of the whole matter clearly.

Now, it would only take half a day or a day of observing the state of the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe to determine if his actions had truly succeeded.

However, although Yanggou did not send a message to Baifeng, someone else did. When they had finished the handover with Xuanyuan at that time and returned to the Boat to retrieve their Weapon, Xuanyuan sent a letter about meeting Changle, but Baifeng's informant also released a pigeon, which contained all the details.

As for how many pigeons there were, who knew? After all, they would carry many at one time and would also release many at once. Many of these were counted as losses; after all, in this era, there were countless predators in the sky. Once back in Huaxia, if the number of pigeons did not match, as long as the discrepancy was not too large, it was not a problem.