As far as he knows, there are differences between the brains of normal people and the brains of powerful people, and some areas are different.

The emperor is even more different from ordinary people.

Xu Zhijian snorted: "What is there that cannot be figured out? People's hearts are made of flesh."

Fakong shook his head and said, "Brother Xu, how do you know they are the successors to the throne?"

"Prince Jing failed, Prince Qi is gone, and the rest are useless, only Prince Lun and the eldest prince." Xu Zhijian said: "I think the most promising one is the eldest prince."

The eldest prince has noble character and high prestige. He has guarded Zhenlongyuan for so many years and has achieved great results through hard work.

He is the one who can best convince the public to inherit the throne. It must be a matter of course and there won't be any trouble.

Fakong shook his head: "That's ridiculous."

Xu Zhijian said unconvinced: "Could it be King Lun?"

"If nothing else happens, he is not King Lun." Fakong said.

Xu Zhijian frowned: "Who could that be?"

Fakong said: "If what I see in the future is correct, the most likely one is the Nineteenth Prince."

"Nineteenth Prince..." Xu Zhijian frowned in thought.

He searched in his mind who the Nineteenth Prince was, but he never paid attention to the Nineteenth Prince.

Finally he remembered: "The Nineteenth Prince is too young, isn't he? Is his name Hu Houjun?"

Fakong's eyes turned and finally landed in a certain direction in the west, passed through many overlapping mountains, and landed in the courtyard of the Vajra Temple in Yunjing.

In the courtyard of Jingang Temple, Hu Houjun was squatting in the corner of the pavilion, lowering his head and counting ants carefully.

The moonlight was like water, and Concubine Hui was dozing in the pavilion, holding her head in one hand, which was about to fall onto the stone table at any time.

The sound of chanting and wooden fish could be heard faintly in the temple, mixed with the sounds of insects around.

Fa Kong smiled and looked back.

I am afraid that few people in the world would have thought that the naughty boy Hu Houjun would eventually take over the throne.

Fakong nodded: "Hu Lieyuan has practiced a secret technique to extend his life span. It is impossible to pass on the throne in a short period of time. By the time the throne is passed, the eldest prince and Prince Lun will be a little old and have lost their vigor."

"At that time, Dayun had already unified the world?"

"not yet."

"That's good..." Xu Zhijian breathed a sigh of relief.

Fakong said: "Because this involves myself, I may not be accurate, so I can't take it too seriously."

"It's pretty close." Xu Zhijian still believed in his clairvoyance.

Fakong said: "If there is no unification of the world, the one who succeeds should be the Nineteenth Prince. If the world is unified, then the one who succeeds may be the eldest prince or Prince Lun."

"...The Nineteenth Prince is more energetic?"

"Exactly." Fakong nodded: "To unify the world requires enough vigor. There are many obstacles, both internal and external. It is not that easy."

Hu Lieyuan launched a war to unify the world. If everything went well, it would be fine. If it didn't go well, the Dayun court and the people would think differently.

After all, for ordinary people, whether they are unified or not has little to do with them. They all have to live their own lives.

It is better to be a peace dog than to leave people in chaos. It is you who will die in the war, not the emperor and his ministers.

The public sentiment will naturally affect the ministers. Not every minister is bent on promotion and wealth. There are many people who sincerely serve the people.

"If we want to dominate the world, then we need mature and prudent people who can recuperate and recuperate?" Xu Zhijian said.

Fa Kong nodded.
Chapter completed!