Jun Yan looked at the cautious Zhou Wenhuai, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, and Zhou Wenhuai's heart tightened. He felt dry in his mouth for a moment and couldn't help pursing his lips.
"Besides the current emperor, don't you have anything else to say? For example, the three princes in the court..."
Zhou Wenhuai lost the courage to continue speaking, and quickly changed the subject, speaking very sincerely:
"My Lord, I am only a scholar. I don't have any extraordinary insights. I only know what outsiders know. How could I possibly know the secrets of the court? Please don't embarrass me any further."
If he had heard this reason in the past, Jun Yan might have given up, but someone had used this lame excuse to fool him for two consecutive days, and Jun Yan was not willing to let this person have his way.
"Scholar?"
Jun Yan had already retracted his fingers, his brows set in a solemn expression, and he said with a half-smile, "There were over two hundred candidates from Rongping County taking the entrance exam this time, and only the top six were admitted."
"Mr. Zhou is among the best, but now he says he is just a scholar and has no extraordinary insights. Isn't it ridiculous?"
Zhou Wenhuai hadn't expected the man in front of him to keep pestering him. A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, and he couldn't figure out who he had offended. He couldn't help but speak truthfully:
"Zhou is stupid."
"How foolish! Let me ask you, who among the three eligible princes in the court do you think is most likely to inherit the throne?"
Zhou Wenhuai clenched his fists tightly, his suspicions growing about the identity of the man before him. After a moment's thought, he said, "Of course it's the Third Prince, Jun Yan."
Jun Yan's displeasure faded slightly after hearing these words, and he continued, "Why not the other two princes?"
Zhou Wenhuai took a deep breath and saw that Jun Yan looked normal. He was more certain of his identity. After thinking for a moment, he said:
"The eldest prince, Jun Mu, moved to the southern barbarian land half a year ago to deter those barbarians who had the intention of starting a war. Naturally, he cannot be the candidate for crown prince."
"Although the Second Prince, Jun Ze, is still in the court, he has no real power and is often seen pursuing women. He has absolutely no bearing of a crown prince and is not a suitable candidate for the position."
"Only the Third Prince, Jun Yan, often participates in state affairs and is closely related to people's livelihood. He is deeply supported by the ministers and the people. Moreover, the Third Prince is the Emperor's legitimate son, so it is reasonable for him to be the crown prince."
After these words, Jun Yan's opinion of Zhou Wenhuai changed a little, but only a little.
He did not think that his father transferred Jun Mu away just to intimidate the Southern Barbarians, nor did he necessarily intend to make Jun Mu the crown prince.
Since ancient times, military power has been controlled by the emperor. Now his father is confident in handing over half of the military power to Jun Mu, so he can't help but feel suspicious.
The second is Junze. He hasn't found any flaws so far. He hopes that his second brother is not pretending.
Jun Yan lowered his voice, raised the corners of his mouth again, and smiled:
"I want to pacify the southern barbarians and northern barbarians and reclaim the Jingping territory. Master Zhou, are you willing to assist me in achieving this great cause?"
Zhou Wenhuai froze slightly, and for a moment he felt his hands and feet go numb and his face turned pale.
This kind of words is not something someone like him can listen to. If someone hears and tells the secret, not only he but also his entire clan will be in danger.
Seeing Zhou Wenhuai's loss of composure, Jun Yan once again felt impressed by his courage. At the same time, he gave a look to Mo Zhu who was standing beside him, and Mo Zhu understood:
"My son is the Third Prince you mentioned. This time, he is on a mission to seek wise men to assist him in achieving the great cause of unifying the world."
Even though he had already guessed that Jun Yan's identity was extraordinary, hearing him admit it in person was another matter.
Zhou Wenhuai immediately stood up, knelt on the ground and bowed: "Greetings, Your Highness. I was rude just now. Please forgive me."
"Get up, what do you think?" Jun Yan stood up, supported himself lightly, and asked.
Zhou Wenhuai thought about it for a while, but his mind was in a mess and he had no clear ideas at all.
If he followed the Third Prince, it would definitely not be just him who was involved, but also his parents and the entire Zhou family.
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