Zheng Fu looked at him coldly: "Ling'er, I went to see your father today, but Manager Zhou stopped me..."
"What?"
Xie Ling's expression changed.
The queen visits the emperor every day. This is a routine matter. It is an ancient rule that even the emperor cannot refuse. Therefore, even if the old emperor is ill, the queen can still see the emperor.
But today...
Xie Ling took a deep breath and her eyes lit up.
what does that mean?
Doesn’t this mean that my father...
Thinking of this possibility, he was not sad, but his heart was filled with excitement!
"Understood?"
Zheng Fu said calmly: "It's time for you to exert your strength. The prince has already received the support of King Qin. It seems that King Wei is also more inclined to stability..."
Xie Ling was anxious: "Queen mother, what about us?"
Zheng Fu said: "Since the nobles have a direction, we can only seek help from the scholar-bureaucrats. Fortunately, the scholar-bureaucrats do not like tradition, but only like their character. Over the years, Ling'er, you have done well, and I promise you a lot of profits."
, high-ranking officials and generous salaries, it shouldn’t be difficult to win them over.”
Xie Ling was overjoyed. Over the years, his people's establishment has been quite stable. At this time, the advantage came out. Everyone knows that what this group of scholar-bureaucrats likes to do most is to seek change, because in the change, they can seize
The interests they want. Although they support the theory of blood and natural imperial power, they are within certain limits.
Since there are two princes who can take advantage of them, why not support the one who can guarantee their own interests?
Facts prove.
In every historical change, scholar-bureaucrats are the winners, that's how it is.
The aristocratic class will gradually be eliminated as history develops and times change.
"Ling'er, do you know what is most important now?"
Zheng Fu stared at her son closely.
Xie Ling lowered his head and shouted softly: "Military power!"
Only then did Zheng Fu smile: "Ling'er has grown up... Go ahead and seize the military power of the generals and military governors."
"Yes, Queen Mother!"
...
Look at the prince again.
Likewise, a group of staff members are all talking at random.
"Hahahaha, Third Prince, I'm afraid I'm trying to win the support of those scholar-bureaucrats now!"
"Humph, what's the use?"
"Without military power, no matter how many people support it, what's the use?"
Prince Xie Fang also had a proud look on his face: "Jiedu envoys are not allowed to bring troops into the capital. This is an ancient rule. But in our hands, we have the defense army of Beijing City and the Imperial Forest Army."
"You're just a third brother, I can't afford to make waves..."
"cheers!"
"Congratulations, Prince, for taking charge of Long Yan soon!"
...
This time.
It is estimated that the old emperor is really dying.
People across the country are panicked.
The King of Wei, the King of Qin, Zhu Zhen and others each worked in their respective camps and began to master the art of wielding power.
I guess everyone knows.
At this time, the old emperor just breathed a sigh of relief.
He is still waiting...
He is waiting.
People who know that matter know what he is waiting for. He is waiting to see if the Western Region Protectorate can be successfully built. He is waiting to see if he can successfully retake the Western Region in this life and kill that Xie Laoer.
Die in a foreign country.
Can't wait.
He will not die.
Then the elixir he had relied on for many years could only hold on to his last breath.