The prime minister was also very clear that it would be difficult for the third prince to accept this shocking news for a while.

Therefore, the prime minister did not say anything else. He was willing to give the third prince some time to digest the news.

At this moment, the third prince felt as if thousands of horses were galloping through his heart. At this moment, he suddenly fell into a vicious circle of self-doubt.

Seeing the deep pain on the Third Prince's face, the Prime Minister's tone gradually became gentler.

Start to guide and persuade.

"I'm afraid you know that I have supported you in the court most of the time. In fact, it doesn't matter whose bloodline sits on the throne. The people don't care about you. As long as you can finally govern a prosperous era, you will be a wise king who will be passed down through the ages!"

"As a child chosen by our family, I know that you are not so reckless. You have some strategies in your mind. Otherwise, you would not be able to raise money and build an army of your own in this situation."

"You are talented in this area..."

In fact, the prime minister also wanted to praise something else, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the third prince did not accomplish much practical work when he was in the capital.

So he had no choice but to choose the third prince to raise money for the ladies and build an army.

The Prime Minister and the Third Prince are indeed blood relatives, and the Third Prince is particularly proud of this.

He didn't actually feel anything was wrong.

Instead, I feel that this is a display of my personal charm.

So when the Third Prince heard the Prime Minister say this, he felt strangely satisfied.

When the prime minister saw the look on the third prince's face, he knew that his persuasion had some effect.

So he continued, "You are still the emperor's child in name only. The previous emperor's death was so sudden, so there must be something fishy going on. Seize this opportunity to rise up in rebellion, and that position will be yours!"

"Do you really think that a little prince who can barely speak can be emperor for a few years?"

"By then, all power will still fall into the hands of Zhao Ji, who will be the regent. I'm afraid that even after the little prince grows up, Zhao Ji will not return the power. In that case, what's the difference between this and Zhao Ji's dynasty?"

"If we talk about the real thief of the country, it is Zhao Ji, don't you think so?"

Every word the Prime Minister said touched the heart of the Third Prince, and he could not help but nod.

"That's right. The late emperor wanted to make me the crown prince, but Zhao Ji, that bitch, got in the way, which led to the result today!"

The third prince clenched his fists in indignation.

Outside, the moon was high in the sky, and the stars were sparse. Under the cover of such moonlight, in an unknown small town in the south, the third prince and the prime minister finally reached an agreement.

At this moment, the two of them truly resolved the barriers that Zhao Ji had brought between them. Blood was truly a magical thing, and with this thing involved, the trusting relationship between the two was completely different from before.

The prime minister also confessed some of his plans to the third prince.

"If we want to attack Huanglong directly and enter the capital, we will need a large number of troops. I plan to have 300,000 troops."

When the third prince heard the number the prime minister said, his eyes widened in shock.

"Three hundred thousand is that a lot? Where can I get it?"

You have to know that the Third Prince has worked so hard during this period of time but has only managed to raise an army of about 10,000.

It was during this period of time that the Third Prince realized how expensive it was to maintain an army.

He could hardly imagine how two men with an army of 300,000 could support the food and grass without the support of the imperial court.

"In fact, there are always some other ways." A mysterious light flashed in the prime minister's eyes.

Zhao Ji, who was far away in the capital, didn't know the situation of the prime minister and the third prince, but he liked to prepare for a rainy day.

Moreover, it has been half a month since the young prince ascended the throne, and there has been no news from the prime minister and the third prince.

Zhao Ji felt that either these two people had completely given up on the path to power, but this possibility was extremely small.

Or it could be another situation where these two people are busy planning their big move.

The situation on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang has been resolved, and all the cities that had been captured before have been recovered.

Zhao Ji took this opportunity to place the talents he selected from the imperial examinations this year, as well as those officials who he knew were neutral in the past, in these cities.

At the court, Zhao Ji was secretly using some small but not insignificant things to replace some officials in the imaging team.

In Zhao Ji's opinion, he wanted to take it step by step.

After all, compared to using violence to stir up bloody storms, this gentle method at least has the least impact on people's livelihood.

At the same time, after the little prince became emperor, he seemed to be even less talkative than before.

Many times he was like a mascot in the court, and Zhao Ji sometimes wanted to give him some guidance and teach him patiently on some things.

But he didn't react.

Once, Zhao Ji even discovered that the emperor was holding a few chess pieces in his hand after he left the court.

These are the black and white chess pieces that the emperor liked to play when he was still a young prince.

At this moment, Zhao Ji knew that it was a stretch for the little prince to become the emperor.

From that moment on, Zhao Ji tried to reduce the number of times he spoke to the little prince in the court.

At the same time, because of the death of the previous emperor, the identities of the concubines and queens in the harem also changed.

The concubines became imperial concubines and imperial concubines, and the queen became the empress dowager.

Zhao Ji even issued an order to sign the person into the relatively deserted West Palace in the harem.

Of course, only the Empress Dowager enjoyed such treatment. The other concubines and imperial consorts went to another remote palace to live out their retirement together.

In fact, according to the rules of the imperial dynasty, concubines who had no children had to be buried alive with the emperor after his death.

Zhao Ji also felt sorry for these people, so he did not let them be buried with him.

It was also because of this incident that Zhao Ji gained some good reputation.

These concubines in the harem were very grateful to Zhao Ji.

Except for the Queen, who is now the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother took this position at a young age. Originally in her conception, she should be the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother always thought that the third prince would ascend the throne.

But I never thought that after all the planning, it was all in vain.

However, the Queen Mother never rested. She had been operating in the harem for many years, and there were always several hidden threads that Zhao Ji had not discovered.

Through these secret channels, the Queen Mother was actually constantly passing news from the palace to the outside.