The plot of Quick Wear is always wrong

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It was already past noon and no one had come to the door yet. The people in Dingyuan Marquis's mansion also noticed something was wrong. Zhao Gong became a little annoyed and paced back and forth in the room.

"I've always said that these literati are useless. Now there's no news at all. Instead of waiting here, why not lead the troops directly and charge in? Let this country belong to us now!"

He shouted, and Marquis Dingyuan pondered for a moment, knowing in his heart that this was the only way for him to go.

The previous plan had already gone to waste. He could no longer be a powerful official behind the puppet emperor, and could only turn his hand and hold the power in his own hands...

It's only a matter of time.

He will be cursed anyway...

Marquis Dingyuan stroked his beard and raised his hand.

"Go ahead."

The sky was gradually getting dark, and Ziwei Palace had long since become quiet. The ministers no longer had the energy to make a fuss. They had not had a drop of water since morning, and all of them were thirsty and listless.

The side door of the hall opened quietly, and Chen Desheng walked out with a smile. He flicked the whisk in his hand and coughed, attracting attention.

"Prime Minister Lin, Minister Qi, the Emperor invites you."

The hall was quiet for a while, but when they saw the two men politely yielded and were about to follow, they immediately became excited and began clamoring to see the emperor. Chen Desheng treated them as deaf and did not even glance at them. Only when Prime Minister Lin turned around to look at them did they quiet down.

The side door was tightly closed again, and someone muttered that he would die soon, and the group of people in the hall fell into depression again.

Ziwei Hall is connected to Zhonghe Hall, and it's only a short walk from the side door. Prime Minister Lin and Shangshu Qi followed behind Chen Desheng. They faintly heard some noise outside, so they became serious and frowned.

In the Zhonghe Hall, only the emperor stood in front of the table. The two of them bowed and listened to him:

"The Zhao family has already led their troops to attack us."

He was not very flustered. He just picked up the pen and wrote something on the yellow silk in front of him. Prime Minister Lin and Minister Qi looked at each other and understood what he meant.

This is a civil strife. Regardless of success or failure, it will be a stab in the abdomen for the Qin Dynasty. Not only will the generals have to be cleaned up, but even a large group of people in the court will be pulled out.

"I……"

The emperor seemed to want to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back and just smiled bitterly.

"...When people reach middle age, everything becomes lazy...I have never taught my princes carefully, and now when it comes time to appoint a crown prince, I don't know who to appoint."

He threw down his pen and sighed. Prime Minister Lin and Shangshu Qi were startled. They never expected that the emperor summoned them for this matter.

"Now the court is full of corruption and bribery. Once this matter is over, I'm afraid we won't be able to rest in peace for a long time."

He put his hands behind his back, looked at Prime Minister Lin and Minister Qi who were lowering their heads in front of him, and smiled.

"My dear ministers, in your opinion, can the Seventh Prince inherit the throne?"