Zhao Qingrui was injured and did not attend court these days, so Chunyu Yue and others became restless and ran towards Fusu from time to time.
"Young Master, we are also considering you. Now that His Majesty favors the little princess, your position in His Majesty's heart is not as high as before. I am also worried about you." Chunyu Yue persuaded earnestly.
Fusu didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.
"Sir, the time the little princess is recuperating is an opportunity for us. We must regain His Majesty's favor." Seeing Fusu's indifference, Chunyu Yue cursed inwardly. What's wrong with this blockhead? Does he really have no desire for that position?
"Teacher, there's no need to persuade me anymore. I think it's fine now. We are working for the Qin Dynasty wherever we are. My younger sister does better than me, and I have no reason to be dissatisfied." Fusu said lightly.
Since he came back, his teacher has come to him several times to persuade him to compete for the position of crown prince.
In fact, ever since Zhao Qingrui took over the affairs of state, he felt very relaxed. Without his father's criticism and dislike, his tense mood also relaxed.
In comparison, he felt that his younger sister was more suitable for that position than him.
Chunyu Yue's heart was beating violently with anger. If he really didn't fight, what would they do? They had all placed their hopes on Fusu.
Your Majesty and the little princess do not like Confucian scholars. If Fusu does not fight for it, their future situation will not be good.
No, Fusu has to fight for it whether he wants to or not.
"My lord, you must think clearly. Now you are the Chief Censor. I believe there is no need for me to explain to you the importance of this position. His Majesty has arranged you to this position because he wants to make use of you." Chunyu Yue persuaded him patiently. The position of Chief Censor is indeed important enough. If Prince Fusu continues to stand on their side and continue to fight, then their situation will definitely be much better.
Unfortunately, he just doesn't get it. I've advised him many times, but he just won't listen.
"Teacher, there is no need to say more. It is up to the emperor to decide who to make the crown prince. I just need to do my own thing well." Fusu felt a little tired.
The teachers insisted on forcing him to compete for that position. Zhao Qingrui did better than him, so he naturally felt more and more in agreement with this sister.
He didn't know why his father put him in his current position, but he would do his job well.
Besides, Zhao Qingrui is his biological sister. Can he fight to the death with her for that position?
We are all family, there is no need to make it like that.
Fortunately, Chunyu Yue didn’t know what he was thinking, otherwise he would have been so angry that he would have vomited blood.
This is the throne, are you going to give it up so easily?
If it were them, they would probably try every possible means to climb to that supreme position.
"It's better not to implement those ideas of the teacher, otherwise the emperor will be angry. I won't go to plead with him then. My younger sister is doing a great job and is more suitable than me. I don't want those groundless gossips to affect my younger sister." Fusu looked at Chunyu Yue seriously.
The teacher has taught him for so many years, and the teacher has taught him to be a gentleman. He didn't expect that what he did was not related to being a gentleman.
Fusu felt a little uncomfortable. Was that position really that important? Why did they force him to fight for it?
I don’t know whether they were like this before, or whether it was because he lost the favor of his father that stimulated them to become like this.
I feel so disappointed that I'd better have less contact with teachers in the future.
Only Ying Zheng knew what was happening on Fusu's side.
Chunyu Yue and others would go to Fusu from time to time, trying to push him to compete for the position of crown prince. How could he not care about this?
Even though he is optimistic about Zhao Qingrui now, he has already made up his mind to let Zhao Qingrui become the emperor of the Qin Dynasty in the future.
But Fusu was his eldest son, the son he had loved so much for so many years.
Seeing that Fusu was still behaving well, Ying Zheng felt much more at ease.
Fortunately, Fusu was not led astray by those people, otherwise he would have wanted to kill a few more people.
As her body got better day by day, Zhao Qingrui could feel that her body felt better after taking the medicinal bath.
However, the task of handling government affairs fell on Zhao Qingrui again.
"Father, can't you let me have a good rest?" Zhao Qingrui lay weakly on the table in Zhangtai Palace, not wanting to be with this pile of memorials at all.
"You've rested for five or six days. That's enough. I still have to go and see how the Black Armor Guards are training." Ying Zheng smiled while rubbing Xiaobai's head. He was more concerned about the situation in the army than dealing with these trivial matters.
By the time he returns from his tour, the Qin army will have become extremely powerful, and conquering the Xiongnu and Yuezhi will be an easy task.
"You're fine now. Xiaobai, you take care of it yourself. This tiger follows me every day. It even follows me when I go to court. It refuses to drink the milk powder others make for it and insists that I make it for it." Ying Zheng was very disgusted.
But perhaps influenced by Zhao Qingrui, he still likes these cats and tigers very much.
The corner of Zhao Qingrui's mouth twitched. This little tiger cub really listened to her. She told it to listen to its father, and it only listened to its father.
At this moment, it was looking at her with wide eyes, expectantly wanting her to praise it.
"Okay, I'll raise it." Zhao Qingrui nodded. Xiaobai didn't have any stray hairs on his body. His fur was pure white and soft. I wonder if he would still look like this when he grows up.
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On the other side, the Xiongnu royal court.
During this period, Sui Shicong had already become close to Prince Maodun.
"It's a bit dry this year and there's not much harvest in the fields. Although you've taken out some grain, it's just a drop in the bucket for us Huns. Now the grain of the Qin Dynasty has been collected, right? I'm going to attack the Qin Dynasty. Do you have any good suggestions?" Maodun looked at Sui Shicong.
During this time, he had taken out a lot of food, and this man had also given him a lot of advice, which allowed him to control the Xiongnu now. Even his father, Chanyu Touman, could not suppress him. As long as the time was right, the position of Chanyu would be his.
In his opinion, the best time would be when he won a great war and seized a large amount of food. At that time, his reputation would surely reach its peak.
At that time, even if he dealt with his father, stepmother and younger brother, no one would dare to say anything, because the entire Xiongnu would be his.
When Sui Shicong heard that Prince Maodun was preparing to attack the Qin Dynasty, his heart skipped a beat. It seemed that the plan had to be advanced.
"Indeed, the Xiongnu has a vast territory, and these grains are not enough to support the entire Xiongnu. I do have a plan to help the prince grab more food." Sui Shicong turned his eyes and then smiled.
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