Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"Shh!"

When Prime Minister Zuo heard what he said, he immediately made a silence gesture towards him.

After looking left and right, and seeing that no one noticed them, he spoke to the Minister of Rites again.

"Are you desperate for your life? How dare you say such nonsense? Be careful, walls have ears. Just these words are enough to hang your family's heads on the city wall!"

he reminded.

Their emperor is not a vegetarian. If something goes wrong for him, he can find a reason to kill the ministers.

That is to say, Prince Zhan Yun was like this. The emperor had nothing to do with him. Otherwise, there would be no Prince Zhan Yun. He would have been killed by the old emperor long ago.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of the emperor, people like them are dispensable, and it would not be a pity to die.

However, it is precisely because they are dispensable and can occasionally do things for the emperor that they can survive. If there is someone smarter, they can help the emperor do everything he wants to do. Look, Would the old emperor be as afraid of them as he was of Qian Jiyun, Prince Zhanyun?

"I'm just talking."

The Minister of Rites was reminded and was also frightened. He looked around like Prime Minister Zuo before muttering softly.

"We, without the right to speak, can only watch certain people show their faces in front of the Emperor." Prime Minister Zuo raised his eyes and looked forward faintly.

Directly in front of him was the right prime minister, who was walking with several ministers, discussing where to start in order to catch the third prince and the people in Zhanyun County Prince's Mansion as soon as possible.

"What's so good about showing your face?"

Although the Minister of Rites is timid, he is not stupid either.

For them, what is the benefit of showing their faces like this? The old emperor was getting old and becoming more and more cruel and unkind.

How long can such an emperor sit on the throne? One year, two years, or ten years?

Impossible, he thought.

It would have been possible, if he had not charged the Third Prince with brother-killing.

But now it's all too late. The Third Prince's Northern Shu army has not been captured. Although the east side is in chaos, it is still controlled by the people of Prince Zhanyun.

And the southern border...

"Brother Zhou, do you really think that King De has taken control of the southern border?" He asked the doubts that had always existed in his heart.

Upon hearing the question from the Minister of Rites, Prime Minister Zhou raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Although King De is a bit clever, he is still too young compared to Prince Zhan Yun. He is not even as good as the Third Prince. If he can control the southern border...

"Haha, what do you think?"

"The Eighteen Villages on the border, the subordinates of King Anyang, can be so easily controlled by outsiders?" The Minister of Rites shook his head and continued to keep his voice low.

If it were so easy to control, then the Eighteen Villages on the border would have been taken over by Prince Zhanyun over the years, so why wait until now?

Moreover, he also believed that King De did not have that ability.

"Your Majesty, I'm too anxious." He shook his head, then shook his head again.

"Why."

Prime Minister Zhou also sighed.

They can see this clearly, and I believe other people have some idea of ​​it.

Just like Prime Minister Right, doesn't he have any doubts in his heart? It's just that in order to agree with the old emperor, he would say anything and do anything.

"Say nothing, no more."