"Little sister, it's getting late, should I go back to the palace?" Chu Xiang said slowly, breaking the silence and depression.
Chu Ling hurriedly raised her head: "Brother Ninth, is it still early?"
"Morning?" Chu Xiang frowned and stared at her, his face became even more gloomy: "Do you want to wait until you are drunk before you go back and let your mother see you?"
Chu Ling asked hurriedly: "How could I get drunk?"
Chu Xiang snorted: "If you drink a jar of wine, you won't get drunk? You have such a good drinking capacity? If your mother sees you like this, will you be angry?"
"Brother Ninth!" Chu Lingjiao said angrily, "Don't use the Queen Mother to oppress me!"
Chu Xiang took a deep breath and said, "It's time to return to the palace."
Chu Ling looked at Fakong for help.
Fakong smiled and nodded: "In that case, Your Highness, please go back first, and keep the wine for the prince and me to drink."
"Okay." Chu Ling said this to Fang Kong. Looking at Chu Xiang's gloomy and scary look, he knew enough not to disobey, so he bowed and said, "Master, take your leave."
After she said that, without waiting for Chu Xiang to speak again, she ran away in the blink of an eye.
Fakong smiled and watched Chu Ling's figure disappear, then looked at Chu Xiang, shook his head and smiled.
He didn't expect that there were thick clouds, and layer after layer of dark clouds settled down, but it didn't even rain.
There is thunder but no rain.
Obviously, Chu Xiang was furious, but he restrained his impulse and did not lose his temper.
He was extremely patient and depressed.
Chu Xiang sighed: "Master, stop drinking with my little sister, look what she has become!"
Fakong said: "Your Majesty, she just drank a few sips, she won't get drunk."
Chu Ling acted smartly and casually, said whatever she wanted, and was very straightforward. Fakong liked this style very much, and it was a pleasure to drink with her.
"She is from a daughter's family." Chu Xiang said: "Other people don't know what to think if they know about it. It will harm their reputation."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty," Fakong said, "The affairs in the temple will not be spread out."
"Alas!" Chu Xiang shook his head and sighed: "My little sister is too arrogant, I really don't worry about it."
Fakong smiled and said: "Compared to before, you would rather not worry about it, right?"
"...That's true." Chu Xiang's face softened, he sighed again, and smiled: "Compared to before, although I am worried now, I am happier."
The gloom on his face quickly dissipated.
Fakong said: "Your Highness is here, but there is something wrong?"
"The Southern Supervision Department will be established soon." Chu Xiang said.
"Um?"
"I have received the news about my father." Chu Xiang shook his head and sighed: "Originally, he wanted me to be the first Sizheng."
Fakong raised his eyebrows.
"But later, my father changed his mind and planned to let his second brother be the first Sizheng."
"Second Prince?" Fakong frowned and muttered.
He quickly recalled the information about the second prince, Prince Duan.
The second prince Duan Wang Chu Hai suffered from his background.
My mother was a palace maid, and it is said that she was favored by the emperor after drinking, and she became a phoenix from then on.
Even after giving birth to the second prince Chu Hai, his mother was not granted the title of imperial concubine, but only one concubine, Concubine Hui.
Because the appearance of Concubine Hui was far inferior to that of the other concubines, if the emperor had not been drunk and had sex, and his eyes were hazy, he would never have fallen in love with her.
As a palace maid, she has a delicate appearance, but she is far from stunningly beautiful, far from being comparable to other imperial concubines.
It is said that the emperor favored her only this time and never came back from then on.
This time alone, Prince Duan Chu Hai was born.
In the harem, the son is more valuable than the mother.
Chu Hai and Chu Yun are the best examples. If it were not for the queen, King Yi Chu Yun would not have the status he has today.
But Chu Hai is obviously the second son of the emperor, and he is obviously the second brother, but his status is very different from that of the third son. How can he be reconciled?
But this is reality.
Heaven's grace is vast, and the emperor's joy and anger determine their power and status.
The eldest son of the emperor had died long ago, and now the second son of the emperor, Duan Wang Chuhai, is equivalent to the eldest son of the emperor. Regardless of whether he is favored by the emperor or not, he is a suitable candidate to be the chief of the Southern Supervision Department.
"The emperor doesn't choose the prince?" Fakong asked.
Seeing that Chu Xiang's face didn't look disappointed at all, he smiled and said, "I'm not the prince, why don't you shirk it?"
Chu Xiang smiled and said: "Master, I did not shirk, but readily agreed. It was my father who changed his mind."
Fakong nodded slowly: "It seems that the emperor is not heartless towards the prince."
Chu Xiang sighed and shook his head.
Fakong said: "Actually, the prince also knows that the position of Sizheng of the Southern Supervision Department is the most offensive to people, especially the first Sizheng."
"Yeah..." Chu Xiang nodded.
What is the Southern Supervision Department going to do?
It is to unify the martial arts world and bring all the martial arts sects under its jurisdiction. There must be some who are disobedient.
If all the disciples of the martial arts sect are included in the roster and dispatched in a unified manner, how can they not encounter resistance?
Bloodshed is inevitable.
As the first Sizheng, it is to lay the most important foundation. I don’t know how many people will be killed and how many people will be offended.
No matter who it is, as long as they become the first Secretary General, their hands will be stained with blood, and the end will not be good.
As long as all the disciples are registered, the first Sizheng will have completed his mission and will be severely punished by his father to appease the hearts of various martial arts sects.
Even as a prince, I'm afraid there won't be a good result. It will most likely be a ban on martial arts, or the ban on martial arts will be abolished.
"Then the second prince agrees?"
"My father hasn't announced it yet." Chu Xiang shook his head: "But my father's decree is coming, and my second brother cannot help but not agree to it."
"If you force him to agree, I'm afraid he won't be able to cope with the task. Anyway, it won't end well, so why bother doing more."
"Second brother..." Chu Xiang finally shook his head: "Second brother will not let this opportunity go. He will definitely seize it with all his strength and try to change his embarrassing situation."
Although he is the eldest son of the emperor, his status is ordinary. All the glory of the eldest son of the emperor falls on King Yi.
It seemed that his eldest son had died, which made him extremely unhappy and dissatisfied with King Yi.
His background was a flaw that could not be made up for, so he was embarrassed in the Daqian court. He was neither willing to change nor able to change.
Now he finally has the opportunity to change the embarrassing situation and let the world know that the eldest son of the emperor is Chu Hai, the king of Duan, and not Chu Yun, the king of Yi. How could he let it go? Even if this opportunity may be an abyss, he will jump into it.
"Although he will end up miserable, do you still want to give it a try?"
"yes."
"...He is a powerful person." Fakong nodded: "I'm not afraid of those who are just waiting to die, I'm just afraid of this."
"It's useless." Chu Xiang shook his head and sighed: "Second brother is destined to be in vain."
Now that the overall situation has been decided, there are two kings vying for supremacy in the court, and outsiders are incompetent. No matter how high your position is, you are just a bystander.
The second brother's heart is as high as the sky, but it doesn't help. The more he struggles and the harder he works, the more miserable he will be.
But he also knows the temperament of this second brother.
If you don't struggle, you will be unwilling and depressed for the rest of your life. If you struggle desperately, you will accept it calmly even if you are miserable.
Fakong smiled and said: "Everything is possible in this world, Your Majesty, then let's see what Prince Duan can do."
"It hasn't been announced yet. I feel like my father is still hesitating. Maybe he will choose a better one in the end."
"My lord, are you not worried at all that you will be selected?"
"It doesn't matter if you really want to be selected." Chu Xiang said: "I also want to be the first Sizheng."
If you act as the official yourself, you will be able to call the shots, act more leniently, use less drastic methods, and try to focus on appeasement.
After all, the Wulin sect is also a member of the Daqian people. We should not be cruel, but we should give them a chance to correct themselves and give them patience.
Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.
"Si Zheng is about to be confirmed. The remaining important official positions still have to be chosen from the inner court and Shenwu Mansion. There are still three major sects."
"Disciples of the three major sects?"
"Select outstanding disciples from the three major sects to join us." Chu Xiang nodded: "In order to better suppress all sects in the world."
Fakong smiled: "The power of the three major sects is deep-rooted. The Wulin sect is indeed more effective than the imperial court against the Wulin sect."
Chu Xiang said: "Yes, compared to the court's intimidation, the three major sects are more effective...Master, do you want to come in?"
"Your Majesty, please spare me." Fa Kong said with a smile, "I still want to live a peaceful life and don't want to wade into this muddy water."
Although the Southern Supervisory Department has great power, its initial establishment was also the most important period for the division of power. After this time, the power has been divided, and it is difficult for latecomers to change it.
But he still didn't want to get involved.
No need to blend.
"I know the master is not interested." Chu Xiang nodded: "The master can recommend two people to come in, and I will tell my father."
If Qianlongwei hadn't found out the injustice of Fakong, and if Fakong hadn't personally found out the spies of the green-clad undercover, I'm afraid it would really have been Fakong's fault.
It seems like a near miss, but it's actually very thrilling.
He felt that sufficient compensation should be given to Fakong to appease Fakong's dissatisfaction.
"Two people..." Fakong muttered.
Chu Xiang said: "There is no problem with two people, such as Miss Ning or Miss Li."
Fakong smiled and said: "Forget it, I really don't want to get involved in this matter."
"Master, don't you really recommend manpower?" Chu Xiang asked.
Fakong shook his head.
Chu Xiang looked at him puzzled.
Fakong's decision was beyond his expectation.
According to his observation, although Fakong himself was involved in court matters, he often exerted indirect influence through his friends.
The opportunity this time is excellent.
You must know that this quota is extremely precious. If other sects hear about it, they will definitely fight for it.
But Fakong smiled and refused, giving up this good opportunity easily. Chu Xiang really didn't know what to say.
He knew that Fakong must understand the preciousness of this recommended quota.
I really can't understand why Fakong turned down such an excellent opportunity.
Fakong said: "Your Majesty, I am not optimistic about the Southern Supervision Department."
"Master, what did you see?"
"I didn't see anything with my magical power." Fakong shook his head: "Although the emperor is wise and powerful, he can unify the martial arts world... I'm afraid this way..."
He stopped here and was too lazy to say more.
The emperor must have heard a lot of such remonstrances, but he still pushed forward forcefully. He repeated it twice and still got to this point.
As soon as we see it, we will actually establish the Southern Supervision Department.
Now it is impossible to stop the emperor's will by dissuading him, and it is impossible to stop the establishment of the Southern Supervisory Department.
People in the martial arts world are extremely bloody, and their conflicts of spirit are even more intense.
It is a thankless task to make such disciples obedient, and a bad move may even backfire.
To unite them all would be to achieve twice the result with half the effort.
It is far better to take other methods.
PS: The update is complete. Sorry for the delay. I returned from my hometown today and I am so tired. Dear friends, please give me a monthly ticket to comfort the sad author who is so tired and has to write.