Chapter 471 Who Will Take Over?

a bolt from the blue!

What should we do if Yinzhi doesn't mean it that way?

The crowd gathered once again in Yinzhi's room, looking left and right, and couldn't help but sigh.

Of course, they made sure to finish their tasks before gathering together, which shows they were very cautious.

On his second day in the plan, Yinzhuo, having discovered that the plan was flawed from the start, looked speechlessly at his dejected brothers and asked, "What do we do now?"

“Is it possible that my brother wants to be a wise king, the wise one?” Yin tried to struggle a little more, “Then let’s push him a little more… can’t we?”

Under the gaze of everyone, Yin's voice grew softer and softer, and his head bowed lower and lower.

"But what he wants is a leisurely life."

Yinqi slumped onto the table in despair. He had sacrificed so much last night, only to receive this answer.

"A prince who enjoys popular support and wields immense power." Yin You told a realistic, albeit dry, joke. Although it was true, it wasn't funny at all.

"If you ask me, this is all the fault of the second and fourth sons."

Yinzhi began to point out who was responsible, saying righteously, "If it weren't for the two of you starting this, how could things have gotten so big?"

Now they're all in a bad situation. Putting aside others, just look at Mingzhu. If you tell him that the Eighth Prince, whom he went to great lengths to curry favor with, has no intention of seizing power, he'll go crazy, won't he?

Neither Yinreng nor Yinzhen refuted it, mainly because they had no way to refute it.

Yinreng rubbed his temples and said with self-reproach, "It's my fault, I had a stereotype."

"I was wrong too," Yinzhen admitted, pursing his lips.

They have assumed that Yinzhi's desire for the throne in his previous life will carry over into this life, but they have forgotten that in his previous life Yinzhi had no choice but to fight for it, while in this life he has already gained much more than just the throne.

Yinzhi was never a greedy person; on the contrary, he was easily satisfied.

However, they overlooked this point, or rather, because everyone present had been reborn except for Yinzhi. Therefore, in their minds, Yinzhi was the most suitable person to ascend the throne.

After all, being reborn doesn't mean they experienced everything from their previous life and are still normal people. Their aversion to and desire for the throne coexist. They averse to the person currently on the throne, and desire a new emperor.

So what do we do?

Yinzhu asked again.

"We can't just give up halfway through," Yinzhi said, frowning. He noticed that Yinsi didn't share this idea, and they weren't forcing him. But given how things had progressed, figuring out how to handle the situation was rather complicated.

"Zhu Chongba is too uncontrollable, and Mingzhu is also difficult to deal with."

Now, with a reputation, influence, and a large following, all that's left is to unveil the truth and take the plunge.

Yinzhi specifically mentioned these two people because he was worried that if he directly said he wouldn't push Yinsi to the throne, they might actually stage a coup and force Yinsi to take the throne.

They did want Yinzhi to become emperor, but only if it was also his wish.

“Let’s turn things around,” Yinreng said in a deep voice. “The Lingbo Sect was put in charge by Father Emperor, and the Academy Competition was also put in charge by Father Emperor. Let’s shift the blame to Father Emperor.”

"clear."

The crowd nodded in agreement. This was a common tactic. When officials did something significant to show their loyalty, they would invoke the emperor's name and ask the people to thank him.

It's not impossible to use it for this, it's just a little troublesome and difficult.

"Mingzhu..." Thinking of him, Yinreng couldn't help but feel distressed.

Although Zhu Chongba was uncontrollable, Xiao Ba could keep him in check. But Mingzhu was different. His following Yinzhi was more of a wait-and-see approach, ultimately a gamble.

It would be a hassle to take away the entire betting pool of gamblers who made the wrong choice once.

“I’ll do it,” Yinzhi volunteered. “I know Mingzhu.”

He had managed to push Mingzhu away so subtly back then. Now he was confident he could do the same again.

Seeing this, Yinreng had no choice but to trust Yinzhi.

At this moment, seeing that everyone respected the Eighth Brother's opinion and that Yinzhuo could give up so easily, he was shocked and couldn't help but ask, "So, the question is, if the Eighth Brother doesn't do it, who is willing to do it?"

"..." The air fell silent. The group looked at each other, the atmosphere tense, each wanting to pass on this hot potato.

"Fourth brother, you..."

Before Yinzhi could finish speaking, Yinzhen interrupted him: "Ask again, and you'll become a monk."

His resolute attitude left not only Yinzhi speechless, but also made the others too embarrassed to continue their attack. Damn it, what is it about the throne that torments the former Yongzheng Emperor to the point of wanting to become a monk?

Seeing that everyone's attention had shifted, Yinzhen was satisfied. Indeed, sometimes, Xichun's tricks were effective.

"If you ask me, it has to be the second son. You're the crown prince; if you don't take the throne, who will?"

Yinzhi patted Yinreng's shoulder forcefully, and Yinreng smiled insincerely: "The crown prince can be deposed, but you are the eldest son, elder brother, and you are more suitable to share the burden with Father Emperor."

"Ha! I am the eldest son born out of wedlock, and you are the eldest son born out of wedlock. You are more suitable!"

Yinzhi showed no pain in reopening his wounds, and directly used his status as an illegitimate child as a reason for his opposition.

“As the saying goes, ‘Third brother, you are skilled in both literature and martial arts, and I have high hopes for you.’” Yinreng turned to look at Yinzhi.

“I have a defect; I stutter.”

Yinzhi confessed to being short of breath and turned to look at Yinqi, who immediately replied, "I was raised by the Empress Dowager, so it's inappropriate."

Yinyou: "I have legs of different lengths."

Yin Tang: "I reek of money."

Yin: "I'm uneducated."

In short, everyone was willing to stab themselves in the back in order to refuse the throne.

They all moved so fast that Yinzhuo didn't even have time to react, and then he noticed that everyone's eyes were gradually turning to him.

"??"

"Sixth Prince, how come I didn't notice before?" Yinzhi looked at him with surprise. "You're quite something."

"I don't……"

Before Yinzhu could refuse, Yinzhi interrupted him, saying, "Yinzhu, 'Zuo' means the throne or the dynasty, which is very suitable, extremely suitable."

Yinzhuo retorted with difficulty: "I think my name 'Zuo' should mean good fortune."

"I don't care what you think, I care what I think." Yinreng slapped Yinzuo's shoulder hard. "Sixth Prince, I think you can do it."

"I don't think I can!"

Yinzhu shook his head vigorously, "Getting up earlier than the rooster and sleeping later than the dog, who would be so foolish as to want to become emperor?"

Those who couldn't let go of their past lives were suddenly struck a nerve: "..."

Seeing his strong opposition, Yinzhen suddenly spoke up: "Why must we choose someone to go?"

Seeing the questioning looks from the others, Yinzhen continued, "Because of the game, extending lifespan is not a problem, so why can't Father Emperor continue to rule indefinitely?"

Before anyone could object, Yinzhen added, "I know what you're thinking, but is the strength of the Qing Dynasty necessarily the same as the strength of Father Emperor?"