Zhao Chenhan nodded repeatedly.

Zhou Shian's words touched his heart.

Zhao Lin was the top scorer and Zhao Chenhan was the second, with only one place between them. Why is the gap so big now?

Isn’t it because that old dog Zhu Zhongyan often speaks for Zhao Lin in front of the emperor, which leads to the emperor knowing everything Zhao Lin does?

What’s the use even if I copy the book to pieces and wear out my pen?

Will the emperor know?

Definitely not.

"So, it doesn't matter what you do, what matters is that you impress the emperor. There's a saying among the common people: don't punish the greedy or the lazy, just punish the blind. That's exactly what it means. It's better to do something skillfully than to do it well. As long as the emperor knows your contribution, it doesn't matter what you do."

Every word Zhou Shian said touched Zhao Chenhan's heart.

"So, the premise of all this is that there must be someone in the palace who is willing to speak for the prince."

"And I have previously analyzed with the prince that there are three types of things: money, power, and sex. The prince cannot provide money and power, so he can only provide sex."

"It just so happens that Rong Fei can't stand loneliness, so she's the best candidate. If we can win her over, with her influence, the crown prince's ascension to the throne will be just around the corner."

"By then, when Zhao Lin sees the prince, he will have to bow and call him Prime Minister Zhao. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Every word Zhou Shi'an said made Zhao Chenhan very excited.

He could imagine the scene.

He sat high in the hall, and Zhao Lin stood below, bowed and saluted, saying, "The Prime Minister is well."

Just thinking about that kind of scene made Zhao Chenhan tremble all over and feel extremely excited.

"Your analysis is very good, but who doesn't know how to find someone to talk to in the palace? Why can Rong Fei help me?"

Zhao Chenhan reacted and questioned.

Zhou Shian smiled and said, "I've already said that Concubine Rong is lonely, and the Crown Prince is incredibly handsome..."

Zhao Chenhan's expression suddenly changed: "Ridiculous! How dare you let this prince do such a thing as a thief and a whore?"

Zhou Shian laughed and said: "Apart from her status, is Concubine Rong unworthy of the Prince? What price would the Prince think is appropriate for someone like Concubine Rong to do things for him? In other words, what other bargaining chips does the Prince have besides himself?"

Zhao Chenhan's expression was gloomy.

Without the relationship with the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, Zhao Chenhan really had nothing.

Zhou Shi'an pointedly said, "Given your status as a Crown Prince and your current situation, you shouldn't be left with nothing. Although the Crown Prince isn't the biological son of the Zhenbei Marquis and his wife, since they've already asked to confer the title of Crown Prince on you, they should be giving you appropriate treatment. How come you're left with nothing? Are they still looking for a biological son?"

These words caused Zhao Chenhan to feel boundless anger.

Yes, logically speaking, I am already the prince, and Zhao Jingzhou has been leading troops outside for a long time, so everything in the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion should be handed over to me.

The money, manors, shops, military forces and even the people in the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion should all belong to him.

But why is Han Yuehua still holding on to it?

He always claims that he is his biological son, and whenever Zhao Lin is mentioned, he will definitely call him a rebellious son, but a rebellious son is still a son.

If Han Yuehua really hated Zhao Lin so much, why didn't she deal with him or simply cut off all ties with him? Why did she still pay attention to his movements?

Was it really Zhao Mingzhu's own decision to go find Zhao Lin?

Is Han Yuehua behind this?

Zhao Chenhan clenched his fists tightly, his face ferocious without realizing it.

To be honest, the reason why Han Yuehua did not hand over the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion to Zhao Chenhan was that he was too young, only seventeen years old.

Who would hand over such a huge family business to a seventeen-year-old child?

Han Yuehua was also very generous to Zhao Chenhan, giving him over a thousand taels of pocket money every month, while Zhao Mingyu and her sister only received a few dozen taels.

Han Yuehua also assigned dozens of secret guards to Zhao Chenhan as his subordinates.

This is already very generous. We can't let Han Yuehua take care of her retirement and leave everything to Zhao Chenhan, right?

But after Zhou Shian's instigation, Zhao Chenhan felt that he was not given the gift because he was an adopted son.

Zhou Shian hadn't expected that such a sentence could irritate Zhao Chenhan to such an extent, so he followed up with, "Since the Zhenbei Marquis and his wife are unwilling, then the prince should take it himself. However, the prince must rely on himself, otherwise he will always be a pawn of the Zhenbei Marquis and his wife, and you can only do whatever they tell you to do."

Zhou Shian was suddenly startled and said, "Could it be that they found their biological son a long time ago and are deliberately hiding their identities and pretending not to find him, so as to push you into the open to attract hatred? I know that many wealthy families like to do this because they have too many enemies and it will be difficult for their children to grow up safely if they don't do this. If the child is very outstanding, they will do this even more."

Zhou Shi'an looked at Zhao Chenhan with pity. "The Marquis of Zhenbei was stationed at Zhenbei Pass, leading an army of 200,000 men, and resisting the Northern Di invasion for a long time. Many people wanted him dead. The Northern Di wanted him dead, and there were also people in the court who wanted him dead, so his son was in danger from birth. So, hiding him under the pretext of losing him and then adopting him as an adopted son is exactly the method used by those powerful families."

"The dignified prince of Zhenbei Marquisate is actually a substitute. How pitiful."

"Shut up! This prince is not a substitute. If I were a substitute, my father would not ask for the title of prince on my behalf." Zhao Chenhan growled.

Zhou Shian said coldly, "If he really loves you, why don't you help you get promoted? Don't say you're young, Zhao Lin is only one year older than you."

Zhao Chenhan's face flushed red, veins bulged, his hands tightly grasped the armrests on both sides of the chair, and his teeth were chattering.

Zhao Chenhan was originally very dissatisfied because Zhao Jingzhou and Han Yuehua did not help him get promoted. Now, after Zhou Shian's instigation, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Zhou Shian was right.

If that's not the case, why don't they help him?

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