Chapter 221 New King's Successor First Update

"You should search as soon as possible and give it to me when I leave." Pei Xuanjing said to him. Without waiting for Yu Zhenzi to ask questions, he took the initiative and said: "Not only me, you also have to leave with me."

"Teacher, are you going to Tiandu?" Pang Hong tried to name a place.

Pei Xuanjing smiled and nodded: "Not bad!"

Tiandu!

The place where he grew up appeared again in Pang Hong's mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic in his eyes.

At the same time, in Tiandu City, the Minister of War's Mansion.

In the study room, there were still Wang Qiong, Wang Boan and Gu Ji.

Wang Qiong, who had just returned from court, looked calm, but both Wang Boan and Gu Ji knew that the old man was angry now.

And there is no one else in the court who can make the old man angry except Yang Tinghe, the chief minister of the cabinet.

Yang Tinghe was a Jinshi at the age of nineteen, and then entered the Hanlin Academy. Later, he was a lecturer in the East Palace when the late emperor was still the crown prince. After the late emperor ascended the throne, he entered the cabinet. He could be said to be a close confidant of the late emperor, but he was regarded as such by many people. The lucky ones.

On the other hand, although Wang Qiong was awarded Jinshi at the age of twenty-five, a few years later than Yang Tinghe, he was promoted to the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Personnel, step by step based on merit.

The two have completely different official experiences, coupled with the disputes between ministries and cabinets, so even though the two are of the same age, they are equally powerful in the court and regard each other as their close enemy.

"Hmph!" Wang Qiong snorted coldly and said angrily: "Yang Tinghe, greedy for power, actually proposed to let the palace handle politics behind the curtain. He is really shameless."

To this day, both parties have not yet reached a true conclusion on the succession of the new king. He only waited for many clans to enter the capital before making a decision.

It can also be said that now, the competition between the two sides has reached the final stage, and the winner is decided.

However, in order to win, Yang Tinghe took the initiative to ask the Queen Mother to listen to politics behind the curtain. This was undoubtedly a dilution of power to counter Wang Qiong. How could he not be angry?

"What's Jiang Bin's answer?" Wang Qiong asked Gu Ji.

Nowadays, the commander of Jin Yiwei controls a considerable force in Tiandu. Especially when Fa Wuya is injured, the power of Jin Yiwei and the two factories is getting stronger day by day.

Regarding who succeeds to the throne, the attitude of the commander is also very important.

Therefore, even Wang Qiong had to win over the other party.

Gu Ji shook his head slightly: "The other party's attitude is ambiguous and he is unwilling to make a real decision."

Originally, he and Jiang Bin had no intersection. It was only when Pei Xuanjing was in Tiandu and when he was going back and forth with Pei Xuanjing in the martial arts academy that he often ran into Lin Qingyi, the Qianhu of the Imperial Guard, so he took this opportunity to meet Jiang Bin.

Jiang Bin's attitude towards Wang Qiong's wooing was ambiguous and he didn't have any objection. He didn't have to agree. He obviously made up his mind not to get involved.

"Humph, you stupid person!" Wang Qiong sneered and said no more.

He said to Wang Bo'an: "Bo'an, Fa Wuya's injury is not healed now. There is something that requires you to go personally."

In the Baiyun Temple on the outskirts of the city, Bai Xiaosheng and Taoist Xuanming sat opposite each other, with a pot of old wine warming on the table.

Taoist Xuanming poured the wine and handed it to Bai Xiaosheng, and said calmly: "I wonder what the layman thinks of the various parties in Tiandu today?"

Ever since the cooperation between the two parties was finalized, Bai Xiaosheng often came to Baiyun Temple to drink wine and tea with Taoist Xuanming.

That is to say, when Pei Xuanjing guessed that the imperial court had not announced an heir, Bai Xiaosheng and the others also came to the same conclusion.

Only then did Taoist Xuan Ming ask the question.

Bai Xiaosheng played with the wine glass in his hand and said casually: "Does the master of the temple want to test me?"

Taoist Xuanming smiled and said, "I am all ears to the layman's opinions."

"Haha." Bai Xiaosheng drank the wine in one gulp, put down the glass, and said with a smile: "It's been a long night and I have nothing to do. Since the Taoist priest is interested, I will accompany you once."

"Please!" Taoist Xuanming refilled his glass.

Bai Xiaosheng picked up the wine glass and spoke slowly: "From what I see, among the many clans returning to Tiandu, there is no need to care about the rest. There are only two people who really need to be concerned about."

"oh?"

"One is King Xing! The other is the grandson of King Anshan!"

Of these two, King Xing was fifteen years old. The grandson of King Anshan is only a child of one or five years old.

"In the eyes of the layman, which one of the two is more suitable?" Taoist Xuanming asked curiously.

"This question doesn't make sense?"

Pei Xuanjing and others left Longhu Mountain and rushed towards Tiandu in a hurry.

"Which one of these two people do you think is suitable?" Yu Zhenzi said slowly, riding on the side of Pei Xuanjing.

Sometimes my vision is temporarily blocked just because I am here in the mountains.

When Pei Xuanjing woke him up, there was no need for Pei Xuanjing to analyze it himself. With Yu Zhenzi's wisdom, he could naturally analyze who among the clan members who returned to Tiandu this time was most likely to be the heir.

Pei Xuanjing held the reins with one hand and looked around at the lush vegetation on both sides of the road, all showing the spirit of spring.

Without looking back, he gave an answer that was almost the same as Bai Xiaosheng: "No matter who is suitable, does it make sense?"

"Yes, but I didn't think about it for a while." Yu Zhenzi was stunned and suddenly realized.

Pei Xuanjing looked at the suddenly enlightened Yu Zhenzi and smiled without saying a word, but asked Pang Hong on the other side: "Pang Hong, do you know why?"

When Pang Hong heard Pei Xuanjing's question, he fell into deep thought and did not give an answer immediately.

Yu Zhenzi also understood that Pei Xuanjing was testing and training Pang Hong, and couldn't help but wonder how Pang Hong would answer.

Looking at the thoughtful Pang Hong, Yu Zhenzi couldn't help but mention: "Do you know what we are going to do?"

What are we going to do?

Pang Hong's eyes lit up, and he understood a little.

He asked tentatively: "Teacher means that no matter who is suitable, it doesn't matter. Because the person who is about to ascend the throne must be recognized by us. If he can't get our recognition, even if he is suitable, he can't ascend the throne!"

Since they want to control the throne, then the heir to the throne must be in their interests and need to be recognized by them.

Under this premise, it doesn't matter whether the other party is suitable or not.

As long as they don't recognize it, the other party can't ascend the throne even if it is suitable.

And as long as they recognize it, even if the other party is not suitable, he can still ascend the throne with their support.

Yu Zhenzi also praised on the side: "It's really a disciple, Master Xiao."

Pei Xuanjing nodded gently: "Not bad!"

Pang Hong had a smile on his face, but there was no pride or complacency.

The group headed towards Tiandu at a leisurely pace.