In his fourteenth year after transmigrating, Yan Cheng finally realized he was a cannon fodder prince in a sequel to a transmigration novel.
Born with a silver spoon, yet without the destiny ...
Return to the southwest?
Hasn't Qu Zhaoxing been secretly planning to replace the emperor? Why would he suddenly give up the layout he had painstakingly built in the capital for many years?
Yan Cheng instantly realized that some unknown secret must have occurred in the southwest, a secret that even he and no one else knew.
"I'm just a Prince Yong who doesn't even have the right to speak in court. How do you think I can help you?"
"You're wrong to say that. I know you've saved the lives of many officials' children. You only need to ask a little and you can help me."
"Don't look at me with those murderous eyes. I just found out by chance."
Qu Zhaoxing leaned close to Yan Cheng's ear, lowered his voice, and spoke softly in a volume that only Yan Cheng could hear.
He did know by chance that Yan Cheng had connections with the descendants of many officials in the court.
After all, he is also someone who works hard on the younger generation.
I'm afraid that his good uncle the emperor didn't even know how many peers his son, who he thought was well-behaved and obedient, had made friends with privately, either personally or through capable people of his generation.
"Oh!" Yan Cheng sneered: "You also know that I want to kill you? You are so brave!"
"If you can find a way to get me back to the southwest, I'll give you all my connections in the capital."
Yan Cheng was caught off guard when he heard Qu Zhaoxing say this and almost thought he had misheard.
He subconsciously looked outside the hall and saw the sky was as blue as a gem, without a single cloud in sight. It was a beautiful sunny day.
It's not raining red, why is Qu Zhaoxing so generous?
Yan Cheng raised his eyes and looked up, only to see Emperor Jingxi and the Queen Mother chatting happily with smiles on their faces.
He couldn't help but narrow his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Have you given up?"
They knew exactly what they were giving up, and it was nothing more than planning for the most respected position in Daxia.
"People are going to die, so what's the point even if I succeed?"
Yan Cheng seemed to understand something, his pupils dilated instantly, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Uncle Chu...?"
"Yes! The person he has been wary of for years is finally going to die. If he hears this news, he will definitely be ecstatic."
The voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. After Yan Cheng heard it, his eyelashes trembled involuntarily.
"How come?"
For many years, Nanyou has been unable to break through the southwestern border and enter the territory of Daxia, and the King of Chu has made an indispensable contribution to this.
Just like the Marquis of Zhenbei guarding the northwest, making the Hu people dare not easily invade the south.
Although Yan Cheng had never met these two people, he would not deny the great achievements they had made for Daxia.
Regardless of their character or whether they had rebellious intentions, they all protected Daxia for many years.
Deep down, Yan Cheng didn't want those who defended their country to die.
This is what Yan Cheng thought, but Emperor Jingxi did not think so.
These two people, one in the south and one in the north, have both achieved such great success that they have frightened their ruler.
Emperor Jingxi never let go of his fear of them, fearing that they would launch a coup and overthrow the dynasty.
If either the King of Chu or the Marquis of Zhenbei passed away, he would be ecstatic and even eat three bowls of rice in one breath.
Then he immediately sent his confidants to take over the forces they left behind.
As for whether the latter can succeed, let’s not discuss it for now. Anyway, Emperor Jingxi has this plan in mind.
"I can help you."
Yan Cheng pondered for a long time, with a thousand thoughts in his mind. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally nodded and agreed to help Qu Zhaoxing plan his return to the southwest.
Just now, he thought of the plot of the original book.
The King of Chu will die in two years due to the recurrence of his old illness. At that time, Duan Chen, a fish from the time-traveling girl, will take over the power he left behind.
The book mentioned that after the death of the King of Chu, the Crown Prince of Chu would succeed to the throne.
However, he was trapped in the capital and was not allowed to leave without permission, so he was unable to successfully take over the forces left by the King of Chu.
This time, if we can send Qu Zhaoxing back to the southwest before Emperor Jingxi knows that King Chu is about to die.
Then Duan Chen should not be able to take over the power left by the King of Chu, right?
In this case, he should not be a helper to the protagonist and his son, right?
Qu Zhaoyue walked slowly over from Yang Guifei's side. Seeing this, Qu Zhaoxing said no more and just said softly, "Thank you."
However, his peach blossom eyes, which were very similar to Yan Cheng's, were filled with complex and strange emotions.
It seemed that he didn't expect Yan Cheng to agree to his request so easily.
Qu Zhaoyue came to her seat and her eyes inadvertently swept in the direction of Yan Cheng, and happened to see Qu Zhaoxing leaving him.
His eyes darkened a little in an instant.
They stopped talking as soon as he came. Could they be saying bad things about him behind his back?
The Seventh Prince also asked: "What did you just say?"
Yan Cheng did not hide anything from the Seventh Prince. He leaned close to the Seventh Prince's ear and whispered, "The King of Chu is seriously ill. Qu Zhaoxing wants to return to the southwest. He hopes I can help him."
"Do you need my help? I'll go talk to my mother and maybe she can help me."
Although there are many people in the court who support the Seventh Prince, most of these connections and manpower are in the hands of Concubine Yun Shu.
The Seventh Prince himself possesses very little energy.
This means that most of the time, the Seventh Prince was not aware of what Concubine Yun Shu was doing in his name.
In this way, the Seventh Prince was indeed very passive. He was more like a puppet being controlled by others and had no control over his own behavior.
The Seventh Prince didn't want this either. He didn't want his life to be controlled by others.
But there is no way, because the relationship between him and Concubine Yun Shu is inseparable!
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