Yang Yihe, who was worried, walked out of the palace, and his mind was a little dazed. The sunlight stretched his shadow on the ground. Every step he took, his footsteps would step on his own shadow, which made him involuntarily speed up his pace. It would be a little peace in his heart! He lamented in his heart.

As the prime minister of the country, his most important job is to maintain the stability of this country. Only stability can lead to development. Years of auxiliary career have given him a deep understanding of this. Stability first comes from the highest level. In the past few decades, although there have been frequent disputes between pro-Qi and resisting Qi from time to time in the court, under the leadership of the emperor, most people are still clearly aware that if Chu State wants to be in a long-term stability, it is inevitable to join Qin and Yue to resist Qi. Yue State has no border with Chu State, and they have a deeper understanding of Qi's ambition to embezzle Qi, so they have always had a good relationship with Chu State. Although Qin and Chu have confronted each other every year, they are all limited to small-scale wars on the border. The rulers of both sides have tried their best to limit the war to local areas, fighting without breaking, and fighting at times.

In recent years, he served as the left prime minister of Da Chu, and did not disappoint the emperor, his young playmate, for his expectations. Da Chu was in good weather, the country was prosperous, and the people were safe, and his national strength was thriving. His national strength had long surpassed Qin Yue, becoming the second largest country after Qi.

But everything at the moment is very likely to be interrupted by this unexpected war. If the failure of a war is nothing, the death of a great master is nothing. The great master is the ultimate force of the country but not the decisive force. But hidden after this war, the two princes' battle for the crown throne is the most worrying thing.

Civil strife has always been more terrifying than external troubles. What's more, this time the internal troubles are an endless duel between two princes who have great power. Yang Yihe didn't know what would Chu become when the dust settled? No matter who wins, it can be imagined that the country will eventually suffer from damage.

As for Yang Yihe, he was willing to calm down. The initiator of this conspiracy was nothing more than provoking a large-scale civil strife to take the opportunity to eliminate his enemies. The purpose was obvious. According to Yang Yihe's temperament, keeping his troops still seemed to be the best choice, but the emperor was old and sick, and could not last long. This bloody way of provoking the battle obviously angered the emperor.

As the emperor said, even a sick tiger was a tiger. He was a great master of martial arts at that time, and he was fighting on the battlefield, fighting east and west, and stabilizing the crisis-ridden Chu State that was once full of dangers. This time, the initiator of the conspiracy obviously touched his rebellious scale. The emperor, who originally wanted to make a smooth transition, seemed to be about to set off a massive purge.

For Yang Yihe, he actually prefers His Royal Highness to succeed the throne. His Royal Highness may not be enterprising, but he is more than enough to be successful. The second prince is indeed very heroic and extraordinary, but he is still far from the emperor. Such a person who has talent that cannot be compared with the emperor but is ambitious to achieve more dazzling achievements than the emperor is very likely to bring the State of Chu into a desperate situation.

The State of Chu must clearly define its position. Although the state of Chu is second only to Qi, the second brother has always been the worst. The boss is wary of you and always needs to clean up and hit you. The ones behind you also aim at you and will make small fuss from time to time. Furthermore, this is second only to Qi. In fact, as far as the world is concerned, Chu, Qin and Yue combined, can barely compete with Qi.

He returned to his left-level prime minister's mansion with a sad face and a look of melancholy. The emperor had already spoken and was not allowed to intervene. He was afraid that An Ruhai would take advantage of the situation and promote prison. Fortunately, An Ruhai was like himself and did not have a clear political tendency. I hope he could maintain his current attitude as always and not change because of this failure.

There was an undercurrent in the court, and all the spearheads seemed to be pointing at His Highness the Crown Prince. The Second Prince attacked in court, but he would just scold His Highness for treasoning his country.

This time the loss was the second prince's die-hard supporter, the largest military force, with a strong combat power of 60,000 border troops! Yang Yihe couldn't believe that a gentle and kind person like the prince could do such a thing. But can he guarantee it? Don't! Your Majesty is just living, and the second prince is aggressive and forced to the palace, and he has gained the upper hand in the court. Even if the prince doesn't do it, how can the counselors under his command have a bad idea?

When he returned to his study, Yang Yihe was still a little unsteady. Whether to take the team or not is a problem, and that if he stood in the wrong team, it would be even more a big problem. Especially for people like himself, it is safer not to take the team. Even if the new emperor succeeds to the throne in the future, he will need to stabilize the situation for him for a period of time, and then retire with glorious and decent retirement. Once the emperor is the emperor and his ministers, he is not young anymore. As long as he knows how to advance and retreat and understands the rules, the new emperor will not do anything to him.

Thinking of this, I suddenly realized that I was like this. Yes, based on my qualifications and achievements, why should I take the team?

"Father!" The door of the room sounded loudly, and Yang Zhi's handsome face appeared at the door. Yang Yihe was originally quite proud of this son. He was a civil servant, but this son had extraordinary talent in martial arts. If he could become a master above level nine in the future, he would definitely be able to stand alone in Da Chu. However, this experience of going out this time disappointed him, especially after he interrogated the person who escorted him back in detail, he was even more angry.

The donkey shits out and it’s so bright! The elegant Yang Yihe gave his son an extremely indecent comment. He was usually busy with official business, but only saw his bright side, but ignored his most essential things. During this period, he kept his son at home and kept his books in a row, so that he had to read them one by one and write down his experience and gain after each book he reads.

He only cared about letting him practice martial arts, but ignored letting him study and improve himself. This was a big mistake.

"What's the matter?" He looked stern.

"The Second Prince sent someone to see his father." Yang Zhi said carefully.

"No!" Yang Yihe said decisively.

"Ah?" Yang Zhi was a little surprised.

"Didn't I hear clearly? Not only did the Second Prince's people disappear, but if His Highness sends someone to come, he will also disappear." Yang Yihe shouted.

"Yes, father, I understand." Yang Zhi was so scared that he lowered his head. During this period, his father scolded at the least, and was punished at the worst, which made him truly realize his father's strength.

Seeing that Yang Zhi was not leaving yet, Yang Yihe lowered his face and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Yang Zhi hesitated for a moment, "Father, I heard that the death camp is still in Anyang City, and he is not injured at all?"

With a crisp sound, Yang Zhijie was slapped hard. This sudden slap made Yang Zhi dizzy and confused.

"Do you know why I hit you?" Yang Yihe asked.

Yang Zhi shook his head aggrievedly.

"It seems that you have not made any progress in your studies during this period? You are still holding a grudge against the Death Camp and still hating Qin Feng, right?" Yang Yihe asked coldly.

"Didn't my father say he wanted to vent his anger for me?" Yang Zhi asked in discontently: "Why shouldn't I hate him if Qin Feng made his son so ugly?"

"I said I wanted to deal with that Qin Feng and vent my anger for you because your grandmother and mother were present. You took it seriously?" Yang Yihe sneered: "Just relying on your actions, if someone saves your life, I will give me a great face. Do you think that with you, you can still come back alive after killing someone's military flag?"

Yang Yihe sighed: "For personal reasons, I am really unhappy, but for the public, this death camp has made so many contributions to the country and the army over the years. Even this time, Zuo Lixing ordered them to travel as bait, do you know what bait means? It means to die, but they did not hesitate and immediately set off. This is the soldiers of Chu. But this time, they were lucky enough to escape, it was really a fate. Yang Zhi, if it weren't for this trip, you would have died long ago. Speaking of which, I would have really thanked Qin Feng!"

Yang Zhi lowered his head angrily.

"You clean up, and leave the capital today, return to Wanjian Sect, and learn with your master for a few more years. This time, I think you have seen how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. Without my order, you are not allowed to take another step to Wanjian Sect sect." Yang Yihe said coldly.

"Father, it's a turbulent time in Beijing. My son wants to stay in Beijing to share his worries." Yang Zhi panicked when he heard this, and drove himself out of the capital and into the Wanjian Sect. Wouldn't he be so suffocated?
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