In Zhangtai Palace.
Diao Chan congratulated him.
Fu Su slowly opened his eyes.
He landed on the ground again and stood up.
Fu Su first thanked Diao Chan for her congratulations.
Then, he looked at Ying Zheng on the stage with regret.
"Imperial Father, your son has failed to live up to your expectations.”
Fu Su lowered his head and said regretfully.
Ying Zheng, who was on the stage, saw this scene.
He sighed deeply.
When he heard Diao Chan's words, he thought of something.
In the nine provinces, there was a type of person.
They were called scholars.
He was different from ordinary scholars.
Scholar was an honorific.
Only the best of the scholars could walk on that path.
Walking on the path of literature meant that scholars could also master the power of martial arts.
Moreover, their martial arts power was also extremely strong.
He could do whatever he said and call the wind and rain.
Since ancient times, there were not many scholars who could walk the path of literature.
There were even fewer people alive today.
He was the strongest scholar in history.
That was Confucius Saint.
It was rumored that as long as Confucius Saint spoke, the entire Nine States would move.
Heaven and earth changed colors. How powerful.
However, even though these scholars were strong…
However, it was just as Diao Chan had thought.
The path of literature was too far from the path of tyranny that the Emperor wanted to walk.
Fu Su was walking further and further down the wrong path.
However, this was not Fu Su's fault.
He must have comprehended it at a deeper level.
He even took the Dao Comprehension Pill.
It was already very good to be able to comprehend the literary path.
It could only be said that this was not in line with Ying Zheng's expectations.
Ying Zheng's brows slowly furrowed.
He waved his hand and sighed.
"The literary path is also a good path.”
"Fusu, since you've embarked on this path, then walk down it firmly.”
When Ying Zheng said this, his voice was still dignified.
However, Fu Su could clearly see it.
The aura around Ying Zheng's body immediately weakened.
No one could understand what Ying Zheng was thinking at the moment.
A prosperous dynasty.
In fact, what was most needed was not the strength of the current emperor.
Because no matter how powerful the Emperor was.
He would also grow old and die one day.
If he died, this huge empire would definitely need someone to inherit it.
Therefore, having a good heir was a headache for almost every Imperial Lord.
But now.
Needless to say, Northern Yuan.
His great-grandson, Kublai Khan, was the future heir and was highly regarded by Genghis Khan.
The Great Tang also had the Crown Prince, Li Chengqian.
At the very least, there was Li Zhi, who was ranked ninth on the Sons of Heaven Rankings.
Big Ming.
With Zhu Biao and Zhu Di, there was no need to worry about the heir.
In the vast Nine States Empire.
Now, only Great Qin, Great Song, and Great Qing did not have a suitable successor.
Ying Zheng didn't care about the other families.
However, Great Qin could not do without them!
The Great Qin that he wanted to establish had to be inherited by someone!
However, there was no hope for Fu Su now.
Who else could he point at?
Ying Zheng raised his eyes and looked at the Heavenly Dao Golden Roll, his eyes deep and solemn.
Ying Zixiu, Fu Su, and the others didn't say anything.
Just like that, he looked at Ying Zheng quietly.
At this moment.
In Xianyang City.
The news that Ying Zheng summoned Fu Su, Ying Zixiu, and Diao Chan together had already spread.
When the emissaries received this news, they all frowned and fell into deep thought.
At the same time, they also sent this news back to their own country.
On the side of the Great Tang envoy.
Li Chengqian sat alone in the room, his expression arrogant with a sneer.
"Hehe, Fu Su is just a pedantic scholar.”
"Although Diao Chan is ranked fifth on the Prodigy Roll, she's just a woman.”
"As for Ying Zixiu…"
Li Chengqian smiled disdainfully.
Ying Zixiu had never entered his eyes.
Even though he basically had no chance of entering the prodigy roll.
However, Li Chengqian still looked down on Ying Zixiu.
Even if the other party was the richest person in Great Qin.
However, he was just a businessman.
Any merchant would be able to do so.
Wouldn't he have to bow down in front of the Crown Prince of Great Qin?
Therefore, he had never cared about Ying Zixiu.
The other party was not even qualified to enter his eyes.
The Northern Yuan messenger was the same.
Upon hearing this news, Kublai Lie smiled.
He valued Diao Chan more.
However, she was only a servant of a useless young master after all. She was not a concern at all.
As for Fu Su and Ying Zixiu…
The two of them were not worthy of his attention as the grandson of Northern Yuan.
Hu Bilie decided that after today, he would leave Great Qin.
It was time to return to the plains and temper his heart of a lone wolf.
And the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Di was not with his messengers.
He rode his horse alone to the Ninth Young Master's residence.
He wanted to see Ying Zixiu.
During his conversation with Ying Zixiu yesterday, he felt that Ying Zixiu was extraordinary.
Although he didn't look like he was doing anything.
However, that was what Zhu Di felt in his heart.
He relied on that vague feeling.
Zhu Di felt that he needed to meet Ying Zixiu more often.
He also sincerely hoped to become friends with Ying Zixiu.
He knocked on the door of the Ninth Young Master's Mansion.
Zhu Di waited quietly.
She opened the door for him.
It was a gorgeous woman in a red dress and holding a long sword in her hand.
Zhu Di's eyes lit up when he saw this woman.
"Brother Zixiu is surrounded by many talented and beautiful women.”
He sighed in his heart.
Zhu Di no longer looked at the gorgeous woman and expressed his intention.
When the woman in the red dress heard this, she smiled and shook her head.
"Prince of Yan, Zhu Di?"
"You can go back first."
"Zun…Young Master was summoned by His Majesty and went to Zhangtai Palace.”
"When he comes back, I'll get someone to pick you up.”
the gorgeous woman said.
Zhu Di could only nod.
"Sorry for the trouble."
"Then this king will wait for Brother Zixiu to return.”
Zhu Di turned around and prepared to leave the Ninth Young Master's Mansion.
At this moment, Ying Zheng was looking at the Heavenly Dao Golden Roll in Zhangtai Palace.
He was still worried about Great Qin's successor.
He had no clue.
At this moment.
The Heavenly Dao Golden Rankings slowly trembled.
The 24-hour countdown had passed.
Ying Zheng came back to his senses and raised his eyes, ready to take a look at this Heaven's Favorite who was ranked fourth.
However, this glance made Ying Zheng freeze.
In fact…
His eyes widened in disbelief.
It was written on the Heavenly Dao Golden Rankings!
Fourth on the Sons of Heaven Rankings, Ying Zixiu.
……
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