In Luoyang, the Great General and the aristocrats were plotting.
In the North Palace, the Ten Attendants were also in dispute.
"Ever since autumn, the Son of Heaven has been attacked by the Plague Ghost and has fallen ill. The Imperial Physician said that he will not live for more than a year.”
" Now that the Emperor is on top of us, and Jian Shuo is the Marshal of the West Garden's Imperial Army, those crazy aristocrats have not rushed into the North Palace to take our heads. If the Emperor were to fall unconscious again, it might be the death anniversary of the ten of us.”
" This dynasty started from the time the Emperor became a hostage. If the Emperor wanted to snatch power from the hands of the aristocrats, he could only rely on us useless people. He Jin is just a butcher, but ultimately, he has to rely on his sister. Empress He is not a foolish woman. She will understand that if the Emperor passes away, she and the Prince can only rely on us if they want to control the government while surrounded by the ambitious aristocrats.”
Someone looked doubtful and worried.
"I'm afraid that Butcher He listened to the urging of the gentry and followed Dou Wu's example more than ten years ago to break into the palace and kill us.”
Zhang Rang frowned and said indignantly,
"If it weren't for our favor, how could He Jin and the He family be so powerful today? In the end, in order to promote the He family to an aristocratic family, they actually allied with the Shi family and betrayed us.”
Zhao Zhong raised the white porcelain tea cup that King Guangyang had given him as a tribute. He took a sip of the refreshing tea and said lightly,
"Why bring up the past? Today, the Son of Heaven is seriously ill, the Heavenly Dao Stele has descended, and chaos is imminent. Who should we choose?”
"Is it Prince Bian, who is the most powerful of the consorts, or Prince Xie, who is loved by the emperor, or Prince Yu, who is far away at the border?!”
Upon hearing the name of Lord Guangyang, the Ten Attendants all looked at the white jade-like porcelain in front of them. It could be said to be a rare masterpiece. Then, they thought of the boxes of Korean ginseng, deep-sea pearls, and various spices in the mansion.
His lips couldn't help but lick.
Zhao Zhong changed the way he addressed King Guangyang, as if he was one of the choices to make him the heir to the throne.
"I originally thought that Prince Yu was just like the other clan relatives and bribed us for convenience. Now it seems that he has a very big motive for giving us a million dollars. His subordinates have quietly occupied a quarter of the Great Han Dynasty's Heavenly Ranking of Generals.”
"What's not good about it? Judging from his actions, he clearly understands the importance of us eunuchs in the internal court. He is much more clear-headed than He Jin.”
"However, every emperor has his own courtiers. Will he be able to ascend to the throne and replace us with some other eunuchs?”
Zhao Zhong shot a disdainful glance at the speaker and sneered,
"If you really want to have eternal power, you should first consider whether you can survive from the hands of the aristocrats in the next few years!”
The expressions of the other eunuchs changed drastically. Their lips quivered and finally turned into a long sigh.
"Sigh."
Zhang Rang turned to ask Jian Shuo, the only one among the Ten Attendants of the Eternal, who held military power,"
Jian Shuo, what do you think?"
Jian Shuo was tall and sturdy, with a short beard on his face. He looked more like a general than a eunuch.
His tone was not sharp at all, but steady and heavy.
"The emperor has the intention to appoint the Prince Association as his successor.”
" That's because we don't know Prince Yu's hidden strength," said Zhao Zhong." He's only 15 years old. No matter how monstrous he is, he can't have cultivated to the peak of the Spirit Concentration Realm and stepped into the Great Grandmaster Realm."”
"Only a country with a strong foundation can do this. This explains why the barren Guangyang City has become a thousand-year-old city like Handan in just three years.”
"The generals under him might have been secretly recruited by the emperor.”
"As the heir of the Great Han Empire that the Emperor has secretly chosen, how can we not obey the Emperor's will?”
Jian Shuo mumbled,"
"Do you really think that the emperor on the bed in the palace next door has such foresight?”
Zhao Zhong opened his mouth and thought of Tian Zi's selfish and pleasure-seeking behavior. He swallowed his words of certainty.
"Do you think that all of this is because of Prince Yu alone?"”
"Perhaps the emperor has a mature mind and has always pretended to be stupid to deceive the world.”
The rest of the Ten Attendants nodded in agreement.
Instead of letting them believe that Prince Yu, a half-grown child, had grown into a top-notch duke in three years, they would not believe that he had become a top-notch duke.
It was better to believe that the emperor saw the difficult times and compromised like the first emperor when he ascended the throne. He secretly accumulated strength and entrusted the hope of the Han Dynasty to Prince Yu.
At this moment, a small yellow door knocked on the door.
"Milords, Tian Zi has woken up.”
The current emperor of the Great Han Dynasty was the most powerful person in the world.
After reigning for more than 20 years, Liu Hong, who was once young and wise, slowly sat up on the bed with the help of the palace maids.
Noticing the strange gazes of Empress Dowager Dong, Empress He, and the Ten Attendants, Liu Hong touched his face in confusion.
Why are they looking at me like that?
He was fearful, indignant, and even a little terrified and convinced.
Why was his gaze so complicated and terrifying?
It was as if he didn't know him.
What happened during the few hours I was unconscious?
Fifteen minutes later.
Liu Hong pulled himself together and walked out of the palace. He looked up at the Heaven's Path Stele floating in the air.
Because he was the emperor of the Han Dynasty and had the status of a human, his luck was favored. The divine stone aura emitted by the stone tablet carried the vast essence of heaven and earth and projected it onto his body.
His pale face regained some color.
Sizing up Liu Yu's name on the Heavenly Dao Rankings, Liu Hong listened to Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong brag about their far-reaching plans.
"Your Majesty is wise. You actually thought of letting Prince Yu go to another place to avoid the attention of the aristocrats and grow into a duke to protect the Great Han Empire.”
"This plan is not inferior to the Token of Grace!"
Liu Hong scratched his head, doubting his life.
Could it be that I lost my memory in a coma? Why don't I remember secretly spending the Great Han Dynasty's resources to support that unremarkable second son?!
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