Zhao Qingrui was injured in the past few days and didn't go to the court, and Chun Yuyue and the others couldn't sit still, and ran towards Fusu from time to time.

"Childe, we are also thinking about you, now Your Majesty favors the little princess, your status in Your Majesty's heart is not as good as before, and the minister is also anxious for you." Chun Yuyue said bitterly.

Fusu didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"Childe, little princess, the period of time she is recuperating from her injuries is an opportunity for us, and we must regain His Majesty's favor." Seeing that Fusu was not moved, Chun Yuyue scolded in his heart, What's the matter with this elm pimple? Didn't he really have an idea about that position?

"The teacher doesn't need to persuade me much, I think it's good to be like this now, everywhere is to do things for Daqin, little sister, she does better than me, I don't have anything to disagree with." Fusu said lightly.

Since he returned, the teacher had come to him several times and persuaded him to compete for the position of prince.

In fact, since Zhao Qingrui took over the affairs of the court, he felt very relaxed, without the criticism and dislike of his father, his tense mood was also relaxed.

In comparison, he felt that Xiaomei was more suitable for that position than him.

Chun Yuyue's heart fluctuated violently, and he really didn't fight, so what should they do? They all bet on Fusu.

His Majesty and the little princess don't like Confucianism, if they don't fight, their situation in the future will not be good.

No, you have to fight for the Soviet Union, and you have to fight if you don't fight.

"Childe has to think clearly, now that Childe is in the Imperial History, I believe that the importance of this position does not need to be said by the minister and Childe, Your Majesty arranged Childe to this position, it is precisely to reuse Childe." Chun Yu is more and more good at inducing, the position of Cheng in the imperial history is indeed important enough, if Fusu Gongzi continues to stand on their side and continue to fight, then their situation will definitely be much better.

It's a pity that he just doesn't open his mind, he has persuaded him several times, but he just doesn't listen.

"Teacher, I don't need to say more, who my father wants to make the prince is my father's business, I just need to do my own thing." Fusu was a little tired.

The teacher had to force him to fight for that position, Zhao Qingrui did better than him, and he naturally recognized this sister more and more in his heart.

I don't know what his father meant by putting him in his current position, but he will do his own thing.

Besides, Zhao Qingrui is his own sister, can he still fight with his sister for that position?

It's all family, there's no need to be like that.

Fortunately, Chun Yuyue didn't know what he thought, otherwise he would have been angry and vomited blood.

This is the throne, you gave it up so easily?

If it were them, they would probably have to climb to that supreme position by all means.

"Those ideas of the teacher, don't implement them randomly, otherwise my father will be angry, I won't go to intercede with my father at that time, my little sister she has done a good job, she is more suitable than me, and I don't want those gossips to affect my little sister." Fusu looked at Chun Yuyue seriously.

The teacher has taught him for so many years, and what the teacher taught him was to make him a righteous man and a gentleman, but he didn't expect that the things they did by themselves had nothing to do with the gentleman.

Fusu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, is that position so important? I have to force him to fight.

I don't know if they used to be like this, or because he didn't have the favor of his father, they became like this.

The unspeakable disappointment in my heart, let's have less contact with teachers and them in the future.

The affairs of Fusu's side are only known to Yingzheng.

Chun Yuyue and the others went to Fusu from time to time, wanting to push him to compete for the position of the prince, how could he not care about this matter.

Even if he is optimistic about Zhao Qingrui now, he has already decided in his heart to let Zhao Qingrui be the emperor of this Great Qin in the future.

But Fusu is his eldest son, the son he has been hurting to death for so many years.

Seeing that Fusu was still honest, Yingzheng was a lot more relieved.

Fortunately, Fusu was not led crooked by those people, otherwise he would have wanted to kill a few people again.

As her body got better day by day, Zhao Qingrui could feel that after taking the medicinal bath, her body was better.

However, the matter of handling government affairs fell to Zhao Qingrui again.

"Father, can't you let me have a good rest?" Zhao Qingrui lay on the table in Zhangtai Palace weakly, not wanting to be accompanied by this pile of music books at all.

"You've been resting for five or six days, it's almost over, and I'm going to see how the Black Armor Guards are training." Ying Zheng rubbed Xiaobai's head and said with a smile, he was more concerned about the situation in the army than dealing with these trivial things.

By the time he came out on tour, Daqin's army must have been extremely strong, and it would not be easy to conquer the Xiongnu Yue Clan.

"You're okay now, Xiaobai, you can raise it yourself, this tiger follows me every day, and I have to follow it when I go to the court, and it doesn't drink the milk powder that others make for it, but I want me to soak it." Yingzheng dislikes it.

But probably under the influence of Zhao Qingrui, he still likes these cats and tigers now.

The corners of Zhao Qingrui's mouth twitched, this little tiger cub did listen to her, she said let it listen to her father, and it only listened to her father.

Now he was looking at her with wide eyes and expectantly, trying to get her to praise her.

"Okay, I'll take care of it." Zhao Qingrui nodded, Xiaobai didn't have any stray hair on his body, he had a pure white coat, soft, and he didn't know if he was still like this when he grew up.

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On the other side, the court of the Huns.

During this time, Sui Shicong had already mixed with Prince Maoton.

"There is some drought this year, and there is no harvest in the field, although Mr. has taken some grain out, but for my Huns, it is just a drop in the bucket, now that Daqin's grain has been collected, I am ready to attack Daqin, what good opinion does Mr. have?" Mao Dun looked at Sui Shicong.

During this time, he took a lot of grain out, and this person also gave him a lot of ideas, so that he now controls the Huns, and even his father Touman Shan Yu can't suppress him, just wait for the right time, this Shan Yu's position is his.

In his opinion, the best time is to win the big war, and he grabs a lot of food, and then his popularity will definitely reach the top.

At that time, even if he cleaned up his father, stepmother and younger brother, no one dared to say anything, and the entire Huns would be his.

Hearing that Prince Maodun was preparing to attack Daqin, Sui Shicong's heart jumped, and it seemed that the plan was going to be advanced.

"Indeed, the Xiongnu have a vast territory, and these grains are not enough to support the entire Xiongnu, but there is a plan under them to help the prince grab more grain." Sui Shicong's eyes turned, and then he smiled.

(End of chapter)