Huo Wuyou only heard: "It's not a big deal. The Ninth Prince of the previous dynasty has passed the age of twenty and is willing to serve. He requests to enter the court."
"No." Xue Zhiyi said without thinking.
"I feel the same way." Huo Wuyou said, "Since the Ge family was executed that year, Gu Shiying seems to have become a different person. He has become even more gloomy and depressed in recent years. He is not suitable for serving in the court."
"Even if it's suitable, we can't agree to it." Xue Zhiyi said, "The rules were set in the beginning. The royal family of the previous dynasty will not be liquidated. Their titles and treatment will remain unchanged. Their descendants can inherit the title, but they cannot enter the government or take the imperial examinations. This loophole must not be opened."
"I understand this. Sitting in this position, being too cruel will backfire, but being too lenient will also lead to self-destruction," he said.
The royal family of the previous dynasty would retain their titles and pass them down through generations. After a few generations, they would become commoners and would no longer pose a threat to Dazhao, and there would be no need to cause killing. This was the most win-win solution they could think of.
What's more, Xue Zhiyi also had other considerations: throughout the dynasties, there were countless rebellions launched in the name of the royal family of the previous dynasty, under the pretext of restoring the country. If Dazhao could keep the royal family of the previous dynasty, even if someone wanted to rebel in this name, they would have nowhere to start. After all, the royal family of the previous dynasty was recorded in the books, and you, a royal family member who emerged from that corner?
After a moment's silence, Xue Zhiyi said, "Do you still remember what we said more than ten years ago, the night before we decided to enthronize the fifth prince of the previous dynasty as emperor?"
With a light laugh, Huo Wuyou said, "I remember that day, I was holding Mingyu, you were sitting next to me, and we talked a lot."
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At that time, there were not many princes who were qualified to ascend the throne. There was only the mentally retarded fifth prince and several young princes. No matter who was chosen, a powerful minister would be needed to govern the country.
That night, Xue Zhiyi said, "Let's choose the fifth prince. The young emperor will grow up sooner or later, but his mind will never fully develop."
Mingyu in his arms was babbling and waving her little hands, but Huo Wuyou didn't smile at all. He only asked her worriedly, "Awan, do you know what this means?"
Xue Zhiyi simply replied calmly, "A traitor."
Huo Wuyou suddenly laughed: "Aren't you afraid?"
After thinking for a while, Xue Zhiyi's eyes fell on Mingyu: "I'm afraid, if I lose, what will Mingyu do?"
After a moment, she looked at Huo Wuyou again and said, "But no matter which prince we support, we are destined to become powerful ministers. Since ancient times, powerful ministers have rarely had a good ending, unless - they sit in that position."
Staring into her deep eyes, Huo Wuyou's breathing slowed down: "Aren't you afraid of being cursed for eternity with me?"
Xue Zhiyi smiled: "I don't care about what happens after I die. I just want to hold my life in my own hands while I'm alive. If I succeed, my descendants will write books about me. If I fail..."
"If you lose, we'll be separated and you can take Mingyu away." Huo Wuyou said firmly.
A flash of warmth flashed across Xue Zhiyi's slightly moving eyes. She imitated Huo Wuyou and poked his head hard with her finger.
"Huo Wuyou, you wishful thinking. My name must be next to your eternal infamy. Regardless of success or failure, even if we are infamous for eternity... we will be a pair of infamous dogs and bitches."
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