"But for you, my eighteenth brother, you need not think too much."
"After all."
"Father has long decided that position in his heart." Fusu smiled faintly, appearing completely relieved.
After speaking.
Fusu paid no attention to Hu Hai’s grim expression and slowly walked outside the hall.
Walking out of the hall, for the first ti, he felt his steps beco lighter, much more relaxed.
Watching Fusu’s departing figure.
Then looking at Zhao Feng, who was the center of attention, Huai Zhuang’s eyes flashed with a trace of unwillingness.
But he didn’t linger much and walked towards the outside of the hall.
Watching this, Chunyu Yue followed suit.
"Fusu."
"You are willing to let the Crown Prince position be taken, but I am not willing."
"I have fought for this position for so many years, I cannot give up."
"I will definitely find that so-called Eldest Imperial Son and kill him." Hu Hai’s eyes were brimming with murderous intent.
In a section of the Royal Palace.
In Huai Zhuang’s carriage.
He sat facing Chunyu Yue.
"What to do now?"
"Mr. Fusu has already lost the chance to beco the Crown Prince."
"Our years of support have ultimately co to nothing."
"Suddenly there’s a previously unheard Eldest Imperial Son appearing; it’s too strange." Chunyu Yue said extrely unwillingly.
"Unexpectedly, Xia Dong’er is still alive, and even more she bore the Great King a child."
"Ying Xi, how foolish."
"If you were going to do it back then, why did you not fully rid her?"
"Yet you let that woman live and ruin all our years of planning."
At this mont, Huai Zhuang felt extrely unwilling in his heart.
But then.
Looking at the eager face of Chunyu Yue, Huai Zhuang slowly spoke: "The Pri Minister is already dead, and now a Eldest Imperial Son has appeared; if we do nothing, we will surely be abandoned by the court in the future."
"You wish to rely on Mr. Fusu to revitalize Confucianism in Qin, to promote Confucian studies."
"But if Mr. Fusu doesn’t beco Crown Prince, everything will be in vain."
"The Great King favors the Legalists and the Military Strategists."
"Your Confucianism will never see the light of day."
"As for , although I’m the Right Chancellor, I am already old."
"And I too need to seek opportunities for my family descendants."
Chunyu Yue frowned: "I understand what you say, but what can we do now?"
"To make Mr. Fusu Crown Prince, there is only one way."
"Find that Eldest Imperial Son and kill him." Huai Zhuang’s eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"Since the Great King has ntioned him, he will surely be heavily guarded, and judging from the Great King’s tone, it is clear he has long found him, yet kept him hidden; if the Great King deliberately protects him, who can harm him?" Chunyu Yue shook his head.
"Now, first send people to search; there must be clues."
"If we can’t find him, wait until the day he reveals himself, and seize the opportunity to kill him."
"I don’t believe that any protection could be foolproof."
"Once he is dead, Mr. Fusu is the Eldest Imperial Son, and no one is more suitable for the Crown Prince position." Huai Zhuang’s eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Hmm." Chunyu Yue nodded as well.
He relies on Fusu, precisely for Confucian studies; although he has many Confucians in the court, they are all powerless, rely participating in ceremonial matters, which falls far short of his vision for a revival of Confucianism.
What he desires is the full revitalization of Confucian studies, for the entire world to embrace Confucianism.
This is the revival of Confucianism.
But now the distance from his dream of revival is too far; if Fusu cannot beco Crown Prince, cannot beco the future King of Qin, then all this will only be a joke, idle talk.
Inside the Morning Discussion Hall!
All the court officials gradually dispersed.
Zhao Feng finally finished handling it.
"I’ve even demoted myself."
"Yet still so many people co to curry favor."
"Though the King’s grace is great, there is only one Emperor Qin Shi Huang!"
Watching the officials walking away, Zhao Feng couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.
"In the Great Qin Dynasty Court, no one surpasses you in prominence."
"So you’ll get used to it after soti."
"As for your desire to demote yourself to Baiyue, dismiss that thought, the First Emperor will not approve it."
Wang Jian said with a laugh to Zhao Feng.
"If I, a military official holding the power of the entire nation, remain in Xianyang, indeed my authority is too vast." Zhao Feng said helplessly.
"Does the First Emperor still not tolerate you?" Wang Jian said helplessly.
"The First Emperor can tolerate it, but what about his successors?"
"Father-in-law."
"I am not yet thirty, and can still live long into the future; a heavy minister so young is sothing not every monarch can endure, I must plan early."
"At least, I can protect the lives of my family." Zhao Feng said very seriously.
This statent.
Zhao Feng would naturally only confide in Wang Jian.
Outsiders.
He would not speak.
Although he feared nothing, there was no need to invite unnecessary trouble.
"Do you think that Eldest Imperial Son would be so intolerable? Unable to accommodate you?" Wang Jian teased with a smile.
"I have never even seen him; who knows what kind of person he is?"
"Moreover..."
"I have never liked placing my life in the hands of others." Zhao Feng shook his head.
"What if that Eldest Imperial Son treats you with extraordinary kindness?" Wang Jian chuckled.
"Then we’ll take it one step at a ti." Zhao Feng was too lazy to say more and simply laughed it off.
Besides Emperor Qin Shi Huang.
Zhao Feng really wouldn’t pledge allegiance to any of his heirs.
After all, the power he now possessed gave Zhao Feng every reason to be proud; he wouldn’t pass his martial arts down to irrelevant people, let alone present them as gifts.
All of this must remain in his control.
At that mont!
"Lord Wu’an."
"The Great King summons you."
Outside the hall.
Zhao Gao ca forward slowly, addressing Zhao Feng with great respect.
"Of course, it still ca to this."
A trace of helplessness appeared on Zhao Feng’s face.
Every ti he returned to court, this Emperor summoned him, delaying his return ho.
He originally thought that after so long, there wouldn’t be any summons, but he was overthinking.
Apparently, Zhao Gao was waiting outside!
"Father-in-law, we shall et again."
Zhao Feng cupped his hands toward Wang Jian.
Then followed Zhao Gao towards Zhangtai Palace.
Along the way.
Zhao Gao bent over, moving in small steps.
Regarding Zhao Feng who was behind him, he dared not speak much, nor say anything unnecessary.
After all.
In the court, he was also soone who knew Zhao Feng’s identity.
The Eldest Imperial Son of Qin, the future Crown Prince.
He must not be offended.
Luckily, he did not follow the sa path as Hu Hai to the end, or he would definitely die.
Perhaps that day in Zhangtai Palace, he would have died.
Evaluating the situation.
Zhao Gao had his own way.
"Lord Wu’an."
"The First Emperor is waiting inside the hall."
Upon reaching the entrance to Zhangtai Palace, Zhao Gao bowed and said.
"En."
Zhao Feng nodded and was about to enter.
"If Lord Wu’an has any orders, you can directly tell this servant." Zhao Gao respectfully said.
"This Zhao Gao..."
Zhao Feng gave him a peculiar look, then nodded.
Then he proceeded into the hall.
As always.
Ying Zheng was seated on the throne, reviewing morials.
"I am here, my lord."
Upon Zhao Feng’s arrival, he bowed and then took a seat beside him.
"You are becoming more and more casual, young man."
Ying Zheng raised his head to look at Zhao Feng, speaking with a slight exasperation.
"Since there are no outsiders here, your servant feels at ease." Zhao Feng smiled.
"No outsiders indeed."
Ying Zheng chuckled, smiling inwardly.
Being on such good terms with Zhao Feng, Ying Zheng was also greatly comforted.
"Today at court, what did you think?" Ying Zheng inquired with a smile.
Upon hearing this!
Zhao Feng chuckled, "Replying to the First Emperor, your servant watched while seated."
Upon hearing this.
Ying Zheng was also montarily dumbfounded, montarily at a loss for words.
"What nonsense are you talking, young man."
"I asked what you think of my eldest son?" Ying Zheng spoke with a mock irritation.
"Your servant has never t this Eldest Imperial Son. Whenever the First Emperor brings him along, your servant will take a look then." Zhao Feng replied with a cheerful smile.
"It seems you are quite curious?" Ying Zheng asked with a smile.
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