When Zhao Yan called upon him, Lu Ting was already observing the emperor's sons.
There were fewer than twenty in total.
Four had already died, leaving only thirteen.
Among this generation of Zhao Yan’s sons, not one showed the kind of outstanding talent that had marked previous eras. There should have been one among them, someone who had been extraordinary since childhood.
Seeing Zhao Yan wrestling with the difficult decision of succession,
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