The emperor was frequently unwell, and the ministers were all trying to pressure him to appoint a crown prince.
Or, how about we make Sheng Jingyu the crown prince first, and then bring Sheng Ziyan back?
That way, even if something happens to the emperor suddenly, the throne will still belong to Sheng Jingyu.
They were even more concerned about this matter than Sheng Jingyu, fearing that the throne would fall into the hands of someone else.
The emperor had only made an excuse about feeling unwell, but after returning to his palace, he actually felt unwell and was angry again.
The imperial physician said he must not get angry anymore and must control his emotions.
He wanted to control himself, but others couldn't keep their mouths shut and kept making him angry.
After taking his medicine, the Emperor took a nap and then summoned Sheng Jingyu to the palace in the afternoon.
Sheng Jingyu had been waiting since the morning court session. He knew the emperor would definitely summon him, but! The timing was way too far off.
Based on his understanding of the emperor, this shouldn't be the case.
Only after entering the palace did I learn that the Emperor was indeed unwell.
Before the emperor could speak, he suggested, "Father, didn't you summon two more imperial physicians to take a look?"
The Emperor snorted coldly: "Finding a few won't help. Just stop getting angry, and everything will be fine. But look at all those people in the court, is there a single one who gives me peace of mind?"
Well, he shouldn't have said that.
Seeing the Emperor's attitude, he didn't need to offer any further advice.
I don't care if I die or not, as long as I don't drag others down with me.
"Father suddenly asked Seventh Brother to return without a good reason, and he didn't say how he would be treated after his return. Does this mean that the mistakes he made before are simply wiped clean?"
Sheng Jingyu remained silent during the morning court session, which was already a great show of respect for him.
Saying this in the imperial palace would only make the emperor lose face even more.
The Emperor looked at him coldly and said, "You don't want Ziyan to come back either?"
"How could that be? Of course I hope my seventh brother will return, but I must find a reason to persuade the officials."
Nobody would believe what he said!
There's no need to persuade all the officials; as long as Sheng Jingyu is convinced, no one will object.
The emperor grasped the crux of the problem, and at the same time felt a pang of sorrow. He thought to himself, "Why don't I just abdicate? The court is full of my people. It doesn't matter whether I'm the emperor or not."
Everything had to be approved by Sheng Jingyu; being an emperor was incredibly frustrating.
"What can you do to get the officials to agree?" The emperor's voice weakened, and he compromised once again.
Sheng Jingyu said, "There is a way to get Seventh Brother to do something useful for Anchuan Kingdom. Once he becomes a meritorious official, who would dare to stop him?"
Isn't that obvious? The Emperor suppressed the urge to curse.
"This is easier said than done. What kind of job do you think we should assign him?" the Emperor asked patiently.
Sheng Jingyu said, "Right now, isn't there something we haven't found the right person for? The North is not far from Qikong Kingdom, so it would be more convenient for him to go there, and it wouldn't be too much trouble."
The emperor was furious. He slammed his fist on the table and, without thinking, shouted, "You are truly wicked!"
Sheng Jingyu looked at him in surprise and asked, "What makes you say that, Father?"
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