"Also, there's one more thing I'd like to trouble the Sima family for."
Hearing this, Yan Fei's expression remained unchanged, but alarm bells were ringing in her heart.
He silently drew upon a trace of spiritual energy and injected it into the badge on his left chest.
An inconspicuous stream of light flashed across the ring that decorated his fingertips.
It was a psychic suppressor, responsible for stabilizing the psychic fluctuations around Yan Fei in a calm state.
Therefore, none of the sea creatures present noticed that the Sima family's brooch had started working.
Through the brooch, the head of the Sima family can watch the progress of this private tea party remotely.
Inside the Grand Prince's residence, Yan Fei asked, "I wonder what your Highness is talking about?"
"To be honest, this prince hopes to encourage the people to pay attention to national affairs and thus increase the cohesion within the clan."
"After this, as long as the decision on the crown prince is put to a public vote, it will further enhance the popularity of the royal family and the court."
"Therefore, this prince hopes that the Sima family can submit their proposals at tomorrow morning's court."
Yan Fei was also stunned after hearing this.
No, buddy?
Why don't you ask the head of the family for this kind of thing, but instead ask me, a small-time employee with no official position, for help?
As if aware of the doubts in his heart, the eldest prince continued.
"As a fellow candidate, I do not wish to be implicated in this matter, so I would like to ask Third Young Master Fei to convey a few words."
No wonder they sent him, a bastard who wouldn't give people a chance to gossip, into the palace. So that's why.
What a good calculation.
"Your Highness, my words carry little weight. I will convey this matter to the Patriarch, but as for the specific decision, ..."
He didn't say everything, and Yuan Rong didn't force him to make a promise.
Yuan Rong himself knew that he was a bastard's son and might not inherit even a penny of the family property, so naturally he could not make any decision.
"It's okay, just get it to where you want it."
After that, the two of them acted out a scene of close relationship for a while before Yan Fei stood up and left.
Next, he will return to Sima's house to report the entire process of the tea party again.
As for what will happen in the morning court tomorrow, he doesn't care.
After all, he knew without thinking that the Sima family would report it.
Because the so-called "public opinion" in the sea tribe is the voice of powerful officials and nobles outside the royal family.
As for the storytelling script...
"Starting tomorrow, let the storyteller from Jianjia Pavilion read this."
The head of the Sima family made the final decision.
"The Second Prince will leave tomorrow, and the Third Prince is far away at the front lines. We must seize this opportunity."
Yan Fei nodded, "I understand, Patriarch."
The Sima family wants to ignite public opinion as quickly as possible to increase the possibility of the proposal being passed.
Such a radical approach requires a scapegoat to take the blame, even if there is a prince to back him up.
Looks like we need to prepare to evacuate.
…
The next morning.
As the pointer of the huge clock tower in front of the Dragon Palace continued to approach "seven".
This means that the daily morning meeting of the sea clan leaders is about to begin.
Today, when the officials who were qualified to attend the meeting were heading to the meeting hall as usual, they suddenly saw the figure of the eldest prince.
You know, the eldest prince has attended court only a few times in recent years.
During the morning meeting, you are much more likely to find him in Jianjia Pavilion than in the meeting hall.
This is also why the second prince was able to easily come from behind and win.
It was not only because of his status as the eldest son, but also because his illegitimate brother did not even attend the court meetings.
And the Dragon King condoned this behavior.
Therefore, the sudden appearance of the eldest prince today really made many fence-sitters ready to make a move.
Compared to the second prince who is difficult to control and has lost the war, and the third prince who is more powerful and is far away on the front line.
An heir like the eldest prince is more in line with the interests of the aristocratic families.
"Your Highness, it's been a while since I last greeted you..."
"Your Highness..."
There are many small families, and regardless of whether the eldest prince has a chance to ascend to the throne, they have already stepped forward and started talking.
They are the pawns used by the aristocratic families to test others. To put it bluntly, it doesn't matter who sits in that position.
After all, their direct superiors are those big families.
In this way, a large circle of officials quickly gathered around Yuan Rong.
If you don’t know, you might think that this is the eldest prince’s party banding together.
As the morning court session was about to begin, on the other side, the second prince Yuanyuan had already boarded the warship heading to the Arctic Ocean.
One of his personal guards held the vessel containing his soul, securely protected within.
Before departure, an old man with black hair and a strong body boarded the ship silently.
He came before Yuanyuan and bowed respectfully.
Yuan Yuan, in his spirit state, stared at the other person and said, "Master Ze, thank you for your help."
"It is my honor to protect His Highness."
That old man was actually a person in the second realm of heaven.
…
At the same time as the Second Prince's fleet set off, the "puppet fleet" driven by Zi Sui also officially entered the Arctic Ocean.
At this moment, with the filling of RC cells, the hulls of the fleet's ships have returned to their complete state.
Thanks to the original hull, the shell composed of Rc cells has some complex patterns.
That was the sea clan's psychic shield formation.
Currently, the magic circle is functioning normally, and the entire fleet is shrouded in a protective shield emitting a faint halo.
From the outside, it looks no different from the previous cargo fleet.
Inside, except for some pilots who are still alive, most of the people and sea creatures have been transformed into puppets.
Most of them were in a state of stiffness, and only a few senior officers and researchers became living puppets under Zi Sui's control, no different from when they were alive.
The reason why they were not completely transformed into living puppets was because the spiritual energy consumed in this way was too great.
Zi Sui felt extremely distressed when he saw that nearly one third of the flesh and blood crystals collected from the previous battle were gone.
At present, the front line of the sea people's invasion of land has shifted from frequent and fierce wars to smaller-scale daily frictions.
Blood and flesh crystals are still being produced, but the amount is decreasing.
Zi Sui knew that in order to get more nutrients, he had to open up a new supply chain.
For this reason, it wouldn't hurt to invest more blood and flesh crystals in advance.
Afterwards, he will come back with interest.
The fleet sailed through the increasingly cold waters of the Arctic Ocean.
Until one moment, huge icebergs began to appear in the sea.
Soon after, ice began to spread on the sea surface.
If the fleet was on the sea, its progress would definitely be halted by the appearance of ice.
However, under the seabed, there is surprisingly not much ice blocking the way in the Arctic Ocean.
After sailing for nearly another hour, the fleet finally arrived near a huge ice wall in the dead sea.
Under the threat of death, the driver who was left behind mustered up the courage to turn around and face Zi Sui who was sitting casually on the command platform.
He said tremblingly, "Sir, we have arrived at the Second Research Institute."
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