He has both civil and military supporters, and is favored by the Emperor of Daxia. If he has his heart set on that position, it is not impossible for him to succeed.
The identity of a twin is the biggest obstacle to his advancement.
It's a pity that he seems to be too soft-hearted.
The people in Nanyou were whispering to each other, and the two royalist ministers in Daxia, the Minister of Revenue and the Minister of Rites, were also gathered together and whispering.
"What does the Emperor mean by this? Could the Eighth Prince be the person he's hinting at?"
"That shouldn't be the case, right? The Emperor said we're definitely satisfied with that choice. The Eighth and Seventh Princes are twins. If they were to be made Crown Princes, it would be against the law of the land. How could we possibly be satisfied?"
"But I think the Eighth Prince is quite satisfied."
"Old man, be serious! Don't make that habit of judging others by their appearance right now!"
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"In my opinion, the Eighth Prince is the least likely candidate. After all, the Eighth Prince was just recognized, and the Emperor probably doesn't have deep feelings for him."
"Then why did the Emperor bring the Eighth Prince instead of any other princes on such an important occasion?"
The Minister of Revenue was speechless, and after a long while he sighed: "Let's wait and see!"
After saying that, he couldn't help but tease Emperor Jingxi: "Your Majesty, you should just tell us directly which prince you want. Why make it so mysterious and keep us guessing?"
The Minister of Rites was an old man with gray hair. He had been in the position for twenty or thirty years, and he saw very clearly the suspicions of the two successive emperors.
He looked at Emperor Jingxi walking around in the examination room and said slowly:
"Your Majesty is afraid that there are wolves in sheep's clothing among us. The wolves will know the location of the prey and eat the lambs one bite at a time."
The royalists speak well, but who can be sure that there are no people from other factions among them?
The Minister of Revenue's expression changed from one moment to the next, and finally he said in a discouraged tone: "Anyway, I am definitely a sheep, and I am the kind that is too old for the wolf to bite."
The Minister of Rites smiled but said nothing.
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