Mysterious mirror hanging high

"If something really happened to Prince Chengyu..."

Zhao Mingfu had something in mind.

"I understand. You came here to tell me that it was done by my third sister or fifth brother?"

"Third sister is very thoughtful. If it's really her doing, I'm afraid no one will be able to find any evidence against her." Zhao Mingfu laughed, "As for fifth brother... he doesn't have the ability! Even if there is a connection with him, the Queen is more likely to be suspected."

"After going through so many twists and turns, what exactly are you here for?" Jing Yu frowned.

"Sixth brother, I just want to remind you to prepare early!"

"Now that my father is in poor health, the heirs are fighting fiercely. If it weren't for my father's suppression, I'm afraid we would have already killed each other!"

Zhao Mingfu spoke earnestly, "But even so, the fire has now spread to the heir to the throne! If something were to happen to Second Sister's family's Crown Prince Chengyu, who knows what Second Sister would do?"

"The Eastern Palace has been idle for a long time now, and Father doesn't seem to be in a hurry to finalize the candidate for the throne. If I continue to sit back and watch my brothers and sisters fight like this, it will sooner or later lead to disaster!"

Zhao Mingfu said anxiously, "Sixth brother, among the current heirs, you are the only one who has stated that he has no intention of competing for the throne, and your status is the most transcendent..."

"It's better than..."

Zhao Mingfu stopped talking here and looked at Jing Yu eagerly.

"Not as good as what? You're just talking in circles and farting halfway?" Jing Yu scolded, "I don't understand! You've said it in full!"

Zhao Mingfu looked helpless and could only speak frankly, "Sixth brother, what I mean is, if you go to the palace to see the emperor, discuss this matter with father, and decide who will be the crown prince..."

After going around for a long time, you're waiting for me here! Jing Yu sneered in his heart.

His face showed no clues, he just nodded and said: "That makes sense, tomorrow... well, I will go to the palace later and talk to father about the matter of appointing a crown prince."

Zhao Mingfu was overjoyed and said, "Sixth brother is really a capable person! Then I won't bother you anymore."

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As soon as Zhao Mingfu left, Jing Yu stared at the direction he left thoughtfully. The next moment, his body slowly sank into the ground and used earth escape to hang behind his younger brother.

After leaving Prince Ping's Mansion, Zhao Mingfu did not return to the palace. Instead, he rode in a sedan chair and traveled through several alleys in a low-key manner, and entered a rather quiet courtyard.

According to the common practice of the State of Zhao, underage royal heirs lived in the imperial palace. Zhao Mingfu was now thirteen years old, so naturally he was not old enough to set up his own household. However, as the only son of Concubine Tan, the seventh prince's family background was much richer than Jing Yu's in his youth, so it was not difficult for him to buy a few villas like this outside the palace.

Zhao Mingfu entered the villa and asked his personal guard to guard the backyard door. He hurried into the backyard, pushed open the wooden door of a side room, and walked in.

Jing Yu was walking on the shallow surface, and seeing this, he simply followed in. Although the side house was small, it was still divided into several rooms. Jing Yu restrained his breath, sensed the environment above, chose an empty room, and slowly floated up from the ground, with only his head exposed.

"Master!" Zhao Mingfu's voice came from the next room.

"Disciple, is the matter settled?" A voice that Jing Yu was very familiar with sounded.

Wu Juecheng?

These two people who have nothing in common...

That's right! Jing Yu finally remembered that five years ago, Wu Juecheng had started to teach him martial arts. From the beginning, he was impressed by his extraordinary martial arts talent and had thought about taking him in as his disciple several times. Unfortunately, Wu Juecheng's martial arts heritage was indeed special, requiring ordinary people with no martial arts foundation to start from scratch. At that time, Jing Yu was already a second-rate master and did not meet the requirements.

At that time, Zhao Mingfu also practiced with him for two years, but later his seventh brother gave up martial arts.

Now it seems that Wu Juecheng had probably secretly accepted Zhao Mingfu as his disciple!

Jing Yu's pupils dilated slightly. She never thought that her cautious behavior would actually uncover a big secret!

The martial arts master is extremely sensitive to the surrounding environment, and his perception is top-notch among ordinary people. However, the "Suffering Sutra" that Jing Yu practiced was extremely mysterious in the art of concealing his breath, so he did not expect to be discovered by him.

"My sixth brother is a straightforward person. He will definitely go to the palace to meet the emperor this time." Zhao Mingfu smiled as if he had a clear idea in hand.

"Disciple, persuading His Majesty to appoint a crown prince is no joke. Prince Ping is still a prince after all, and he has a special status. I'm afraid I'll violate a taboo if I go there." Wu Juecheng sounded worried.

"It's okay. Sixth Brother, unlike other heirs to the throne, has no desire to fight for the throne," Zhao Mingfu said. "Besides, I was the one who persuaded him to go. He certainly wouldn't keep this a secret..."

"Then why did you go through so much trouble to persuade His Majesty to appoint a crown prince by pretending to be Prince Ping?"

Zhao Mingfu pondered, "If I go directly to see the emperor, my father will inevitably have preconceived notions and become suspicious of me. With Sixth Brother as a buffer, and by bringing up my admonition, there's room for a turnaround, and my father will understand my good intentions."

"Father's health is gradually failing. If something unexpected happens one day and the position of crown prince is still undecided, the candidate for the throne will only be chosen from my second sister, who has the most influence in the court; my third sister, who has inherited the power of the late crown prince; and my fifth brother, who has the Queen's support."

"But if my father had chosen me as the crown prince during his lifetime, I would have had a title."

"What if His Majesty's preferred candidate for the crown prince is not you?"

"I'm 30% sure!" Zhao Mingfu said slowly, "Second sister Zhao Mingyue seems to have the strongest power, but father is actually the most suspicious of her! Fifth brother Zhao Minglou may be the queen's biological son, but unfortunately he's just a useless figurehead, not capable of much use. Father wouldn't choose these two."

"Third sister Zhao Mingyu was born to the late Empress Zhaoyi and is also the younger sister of eldest brother Mingyang. She's both kind-hearted and resourceful... It's a pity she's a woman, otherwise the position of crown prince would have been a sure thing long ago."

"Although Fourth Brother Zhao Mingcheng doesn't show off his talent on a daily basis, he possesses inner talent. A prince who adheres to the doctrine of the mean is actually the most suitable to be a king who maintains the status quo. If I were your father, I would consider Fourth Brother."

"As for Sixth Brother, needless to say, he's a martial arts lunatic. Even if our father begged him to sit in that position, he might not be willing to do so."

"Looking at this, Father will choose a crown prince from among my third sister, fourth brother, and me."

"My third sister has the highest probability, so I think she's 50% sure. I'm still too young, so I only have 30% chance...and my fourth brother only has 20% at most!"

"If the Emperor suddenly passes away when the crown prince is still undecided, my chances of winning won't even be 10%." Zhao Mingfu said calmly, "With a 30% chance, I can already give it a try. Even if the Emperor chooses someone else, the situation won't be any worse than it is today."

"After all, this matter is taking advantage of King Ping..." Wu Juecheng said worriedly.

"So what!" Zhao Mingfu shook his head. "Master, personal relationships are personal relationships. For the greater good, a little bit of filthiness is nothing!"