Regardless of whether it's the First Prince or another prince who inherits the throne, as long as we carry out our duties and remain loyal to our positions, as long as we don't commit any grave mistakes, not even the First Prince will be able to do as he pleases. Ever since the empire's development, all of its laws and regulations have been passed down for several hundred years. This isn't something that the First Prince can do as he pleases. If the emperor breaks the law, he will be punished the same as the commoners. Even the monarch cannot do as he pleases. "
The King of Song consoled.
Even though he was surprised that the Holy Emperor would appoint the First Prince as regent, the King of Song had always been an upright and upright person. As long as he didn't do anything wrong, there was nothing for him to fear.
"Lords, there's no need to worry. The one who will inherit the throne of the Holy Emperor in the future isn't the First Prince!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly echoed in the duo's ears.
Weng! Upon hearing these words, the King of Song, Zhangchou Jianqiong, and Wang Gen were stunned. They abruptly turned their heads to look at Wang Chong.
Seated in this massive carriage were two Kings, the Minister of War, and a lower-first-rank official. Each of them had an illustrious reputation, each of them wielding an influential status. If Wang Chong's words were to get out, they would assuredly cause a massive uproar in the Imperial Court.
The First Prince would surely view them as a thorn in his side, and he wouldn't rest until one of them was dead.
"Chong-er! What nonsense are you spouting? How can such a matter be discussed so casually! "
By the side, Wang Gen could no longer sit still. Looking at the upright Wang Chong, he harshly rebuked.
"Big Uncle, don't worry! I know what I'm talking about. "
Wang Chong waved his hands nonchalantly.
His words just now made the three people in the carriage shudder with fear and trepidation. But Wang Chong knew the course of history. No matter what, the First Prince would never be able to ascend to the throne.
"Wang Chong, how can you be so sure?"
The King of Song and Zhangchou Jianqiong glanced at each other. Wang Chong never did things without thinking. If he dared to say such a thing, he must have something to rely on. He was definitely not just making things up. However, the two of them could not understand why Wang Chong was so confident. That was no longer a guess. It was as if he was certain that the First Prince would not be able to do it.
"Heh, the throne of the Holy Emperor has always been occupied by the virtuous. Other than the order of seniority, there is also the matter of character and moral character. The First Prince's forbearance is quite good, but his character is a little lacking. Moreover, the throne of the Emperor was related to the people of the world. The Holy Emperor had always been wise, and it was impossible for him to decide his successor based on age alone. Furthermore, if the Holy Emperor wanted the First Prince to inherit the throne, I'm afraid that His Majesty would have appointed the First Prince as the Crown Prince a long time ago. He wouldn't have waited until now to decide! "
Wang Chong said calmly.
In the carriage, the trio glanced at one another, speechless. Wang Chong's words were easy to understand, and it was something that everyone understood.
In the depths of the royal palace, it seemed peaceful on the surface, but in private, the competition was intense. The reason was simple — the Holy Emperor had yet to decide on the position of the Crown Prince. Even though the First Prince was the eldest son of the first wife, and logically speaking, he should inherit the throne, as long as the Holy Emperor hadn't appointed the Crown Prince, the matter would remain unsettled.
"Let's not talk about this. Your Highness, there's still an important matter that I would like to discuss with you."
Wang Chong quickly changed the topic.
"Your Highness, the royal court has conferred me a minor position of Advisor-in-Waiting, but it's precisely because it isn't a high position that I have a choice. Furthermore, as an Imperial Prince of the Tang dynasty and not a core official in charge of political affairs, I can be exempted from attending the morning court assembly. Now that the Holy Emperor isn't around, and you can keep the First Prince and Prime Minister Li Linfu in check, I won't be attending the morning court assembly for the time being. "
"Un. In terms of decision-making power, I can't compare to the First Prince and Prime Minister, and with the two of them around, it's almost impossible for any of our decisions to pass. But on the other hand, if they wish to further weaken the authority of the Bureau of Military Personnel, I can still think of a way to stop them."
The King of Song nodded, not asking any further. The greatest benefit of the Holy Emperor's bestowing upon the King of Song was that he could keep the Confucians in check and prevent the militarists from further weakening.
"Wang Chong, do you have a plan in mind?"
Zhangchou Jianqiong asked. Wang Chong had always done things with a goal in mind. Many things that didn't seem like much at the time would later be proven correct. Lion City in the southwest, which had saved the Annam Protectorate and Wang Chong's fief in Wushang, had been unremarkable and unremarkable at the time. But later on, it was proven correct and held an extremely important position.
"I truly do have a few ideas, but now is not the time to talk about them."
Wang Chong calmly said, but his mind was thinking of Li Junxian and that mysterious Confucian Sect.
Whoooah!
As the four were talking, a commotion came from outside the carriage, accompanied by cheers and shouts. The four of them suddenly parted the curtain and saw that the carriage had arrived at the illustrious Azure Dragon Street of the capital.
A crowd had gathered in the busiest part of Azure Dragon Street, apparently discussing something. In the direction of the crowd, one could faintly make out several announcements on the walls.
"Someone, what's going on outside?!"
The King of Song lightly patted the carriage as he spoke.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
A respectful voice came from outside the carriage. But a moment later, a figure returned and quickly appeared outside the carriage.
"Your Highness, the Confucians are putting up these announcements on Azure Dragon Street. The announcements say that the four seas are now at peace and war has turned into friendship. This is the era of the Harmonious World, and the Confucians have made great progress in their efforts to educate the world. The Eastern and Western Turks have built eight hundred schools, and twenty-seven thousand Hu have enrolled in these schools to learn the Confucian culture and the language of the Tang dynasty. Ouzan has built four hundred schools with eight to nine thousand students, and even some adult shepherds are being educated by the Tang dynasty. Mengshe Zhao has two hundred schools with more than six thousand students. Goguryeo has three hundred schools with more than seven thousand students. Arabia has the most schools with more than one thousand schools with more than seventy thousand students. All the barbarians and enemies in the universe have put down their prejudices and been drawn in by the culture of the Tang dynasty. As long as everyone upholds benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust, there will be no more wars in the world, and the people will be able to avoid the chaos of war and calamity for a long time. "
"Buzz!"
Before the King of Song and Zhangchou Jianqiong could say anything, Wang Chong's pupils constricted and his face paled. Swoosh! Before anyone could react, Wang Chong flew out of the carriage.
"The King of Song, Lord Zhangchou, Big Uncle, I have some matters to attend to, so I will leave first. Let's get in touch next time!"
As his voice echoed through the carriage, Wang Chong paused for a few moments in front of the Confucian announcement, and then he blinked away.
In the Wang Family Residence, Wang Chong stood with his hands behind his back, his robes flapping in the wind. A few moments later, The Eagle, Zhang Que, Xu Keyi, Cheng Sanyuan, and the others had all gathered at Wang Chong's side.
"Milord, we've already investigated. Blue Dragon Street, Vermillion Bird Street, and White Tiger Street are the busiest and most crowded places in the capital, and the Confucians have posted the announcement!"
Cheng Sanyuan gasped for breath. He had been the first to arrive, and upon receiving Wang Chong's order, he had hurriedly gone to investigate. As soon as he heard the news, he had rushed over to report it.
"Hidden Dragon Street, Ghost Dragon Alley, Spring Blossom Street, and Autumn Rain Street — these places where the scions of the great clans often go to have the announcement as well."
Xu Keyi added.
"As soon as I received the news, I sent out all my men. I've already received news that the southern, eastern, northern, and western parts of the city have all posted the Confucian announcement! Milord, it seems like that group of people is coming with a ferocious momentum and is madly building up momentum. "
The third person to speak was The Eagle. He stared at Wang Chong, his expression extremely solemn.
When Wang Chong had gone to Drunken Moon Pavilion to pay a visit to the leader of the Confucian Sect, The Eagle had gone with him. It was precisely for this reason that The Eagle had immediately sensed the scent of a scheme from the Confucian Sect's actions.
"Milord, I have a feeling that the Confucian Sect has come prepared this time. The announcement posted all over the city is probably just the beginning, and they will soon make other moves."
"Milord, I've obtained information similar to Master's, but unlike Master, our people have discovered that in many tea houses and taverns in the capital, some old Confucians are lecturing on the concepts of 'benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom', 'harmony is precious', and 'non-war'. Moreover, when they are lecturing, they are using the relationship between the Tang dynasty and the surrounding countries to attract quite a few spectators."
Zhang Que bowed.
"Posting announcements, lecturing …"
Wang Chong stood in the back garden of the Wang Family Residence, his hands held behind his back. His eyes were half-closed, countless thoughts flitting through his mind. The Eagle was correct. The Confucian Sect, or to be more precise, the Confucian Sect, was beginning to build momentum.
"Milord, what do we do? The Confucian Sect is coming with such a ferocious momentum, and their ultimate goal is probably us. "
Zhang Que turned his head to look worriedly at Wang Chong.
These words caused everyone to focus on Wang Chong. No matter what the Confucian Sect did, it would ultimately target the militarists, and as one of the leading figures of the militarists, Wang Chong was bound to become their target.
"Don't act rashly!"
Wang Chong sternly said with his eyes closed, his expression extremely calm.
"The Confucian Sect is only publicizing their achievements on the desolate border. Even without them, we still have to do this. They still haven't revealed their goal, nor have they done anything out of line, so it's not a good time for us to do anything."
Building new schools and teaching the language of the Tang dynasty were things that Wang Chong had begun in Khorasan, but now, the Confucian Sect was doing it. There was actually no conflict between the two sides on this point, and not even Wang Chong could find fault with the Confucian Sect.
"If something abnormal happens, there must be a monster behind it. The Confucian Sect must be plotting something for making such a big fuss. But no matter what they want to do, they can't touch me for the time being. Their goal can only be somewhere else. Xu Keyi, write another letter to Su Hanshan and Li Siye. Tell them that if something unexpected happens, they must endure no matter what. They can't be the first to provoke us and leave behind any evidence! "
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