fake prince

Chapter 568

"The fox in Qingqiu must have its own secrets. Cao Yiyan killed the fox for some kind of treasure or secret book of the fox clan." Su Ziji pondered for a long time before nodding his head: "This person is Cao Yiyan. This matter needs to be discussed in the long run."

"Chirp!" Hearing what he said, the big fox at the side exploded, its hair stood on end, and chirped at Su Ziji.

"Chirp!" The little fox yelled in a hurry, but he yelled at the big fox. Seeing the meaning, it seemed to be persuading the big fox to calm down.

Su Ziji didn't pay attention to the communication between the two foxes. He dropped his words and walked to the outer screen. There was a pen next to it, and the screen was also dark. Su Ziji wrote "Cao Yi Yan" on the screen. "Three words.

Putting down the pen, standing there, looking at the name on the screen, just looking at it.

The little fox dragged the big one out, pointed to the name on the screen, and chirped a few times to the big fox, meaning that this was the proof that Su Ziji wanted to kill Cao Yiyan. I know Su Ziji well, he has always been like this.

"Haw!" Really?Xiyan, don't lie to me!
"Haw!" It's about revenge, how could I lie to you?

Seeing the little fox's affirmation, the big fox gradually calmed down, but he was still a little skeptical.

"My lord, Governor Liu is asking to see you." Zhang Sui came in at this moment and reported to Su Ziji.

"Master Liu please come in." Su Ziji said, looking at the two foxes, the foxes immediately entered the room.

After a while, the magistrate entered, and stepped into the flower hall of the official ship, he saw a young man standing beside a landscape screen. When he entered, he turned around, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, looking gentle and elegant.

"Like, so much like, so much like!"

Mr. Liu, who had met the prince once when he was in the Jinshi examination, was deeply impressed by the prince. When he saw the person in front of him, he was immediately reminded of many years ago, and he was amazed.

"It looks so similar, it seems that he is indeed the son of the prince, so he can't be wrong."

"It seems that Your Majesty really still has a prince in his heart, otherwise, he would never be able to accommodate such a similar emperor and grandson." The above thoughts flashed through the prefect's mind.

At this time, Su Ziji was also looking at the magistrate.

But it was actually a little different from what Lord Liu saw. Su Ziji, who seemed gentle and elegant, was actually thoughtful.

"Going to the capital here, there are a few key points."

"It's fine if you don't understand anything, but I know a lot, and I know the power is terrible. Although I am recognized as the emperor's grandson, I am only qualified to participate in this battle for succession."

"If you want to win, you must strengthen your own strength."

"Four Books and Five Classics, now read daily, relying on forced experience, you can upgrade to level 20, get the last attribute point, and more importantly, the way of sincerity, you can rise to the highest level."

"The way of sincerity has warned me many times. I am looking forward to another level."

"The second is the power generated by the combination of the Four Books and Five Classics and Panlong's mind method. Wenxin Diaolong has now entered a new level, or you can try it to see if Wenxin Diaolong can affect the prefect in front of you."

He is now the status of the quasi-emperor's grandson. Wenxin Diaolong not only has different levels, but also has different effects on the official rank, and the change of the identity of the caster may have some impact on the performance of Wenxin Diaolong.

This is the first time that Su Ziji intends to display Wen Xin Diao Long after becoming the quasi-emperor's grandson.

The reason why I didn't use it on Luo Pei and Governor Zhao was because the leap was too big at once, and I knew it was unlikely to succeed after thinking about it.

With Su Ziji's thought, Wen Xin Diao Long was displayed.

But to Su Ziji's disappointment, the power failed in just a moment.

"However, it's not useless. I feel that something has been touched." Su Ziji thought.

And the prefect's heart moved in front of him. When he looked at the young man in front of him, he not only felt that he was similar to the former prince, but also felt like he was looking at the prince.

A feeling that came up from the bottom of my heart made Mr. Liu startled, and he turned to the person at the door and said, "You all go down first."

A few servants were standing near the cabin, Su Ziji also nodded after hearing this, and retreated a little further, but he didn't retreat completely.

At the moment there are only Liu Zhifu and Su Ziji left in the cabin, Liu Zhifu thought that although the emperor sent the decree to the clan's mansion, it didn't spread to other places, so it is not easy for him to directly address the emperor's grandson.

Moreover, seeing the emperor's grandson at night is already a bit taboo, and the time cannot be delayed for a long time, so Master Liu said directly: "Master Su, this time, you will come to Beijing and return to the royal clan. I wonder if you have any plans?"

Su Ziji was a little surprised that the magistrate was so straightforward and said, "I don't know why my lord taught me?"

Su Ziji did not answer Liu Zhifu, but asked this question instead.

A smile flashed in the magistrate's eyes, Su Ziji's answer was in his expectation, and it was more in line with his expectations for Su Ziji.

He cupped his hands at Su Ziji: "Those who want to achieve great things should not be too impatient. Sometimes, if you plan slowly, you can make a bright future, and the road ahead is the way."

After finishing speaking, he said to Su Ziji: "My father used to be the prince's lecturer, and he felt very sorry for the prince's affairs. Before he passed away, he still thought about it. He poured a fresh fragrance and poured a little turbid wine to pray for the prince."

"It's my wish to come here to meet Mr. Su. I won't bother Mr. Su. We may meet again at the banquet tomorrow."

Saying farewell.

Su Ziji sent him out, and when he saw him landed, he took the bullock cart and left first.

When walking back, Su Ziji had a sullen face, smiled wryly and said nothing, and sighed for a long time: "I don't want to think that the prince still has so much legacy in 20 years. I don't know if it's a blessing or a disaster."

"Your Majesty, what will you think? How can I do my best?"

Su Ziji lowered his eyes, and saw half a piece of red sandalwood inlaid with a faint blue light floating in his field of vision, and a line of green characters sprang up on the manuscript: "Liu Chaolin taught you to hide your strength and bide your time, do you want to learn?"

"Yes."

"[The Way of Politics] +550, Level 8 (230/9000)"

With a sound, a burst of coolness poured in. What Liu Zhifu said just now, Su Ziji could understand more and more, he was indeed speaking from the heart.

"There is a saying, a gentleman must guard against impetuosity."

"Whether it is in the court or in the public, if you are too impatient, you will easily fail. Only by subtle influence is the kingly way."

"My original intention is to tell me that once I get the title of emperor and grandson, there is no need to deliberately win people's hearts. As long as I can secure this position, people will naturally vote."

"It's no wonder that throughout the ages, even though many princes did not end well, there are still princes competing for it. In fact, having this title already represents orthodoxy and is what the people want."

"But it's not easy to keep the orthodoxy. Once you stand on it, you will become a thorn in the eyes of many people, and it is also the first object of attention of the emperor."

"Come here subtly, it's okay, if you want to recruit wings, if you are too urgent, it will arouse the emperor's vigilance and suspicion."

Su Ziji thought about it, but felt that there was still a layer of fog, and he couldn't think clearly.

"It seems that I have to keep asking others for advice, even if I say a word, I can benefit. I have a feeling that as long as [The Way of Politics] rises to a high level, I will be able to comprehend the mystery of competing for the grandson."

"Otherwise, maybe one wrong step will result in death without a place to bury you."

Su Ziji pondered, and said to Zhang Sui: "You go to the imperial envoy, and just say that I request that there will be more games at the banquet tomorrow."

Zhang Sui didn't understand why, but he also felt normal after hearing the request, and replied: "Yes, I will do it now."

(End of this chapter)