"The chief minister needs a prince and the prince to compete with each other, and I also need the chief minister's support."

Li Yinhu gritted his teeth and said, "So we are the best partners."

Zhao Xuanji shook his head leisurely and said, "This is not enough."

"There are not only eighth princes among the princes, there are two other princes. Why do I have to cooperate with the eighth prince?"

Li Yinhu sneered: "Their biological mothers are still here, and they each have their own ideas."

"The fourth brother is addicted to martial arts and military practices, and is not interested in anything else. He is a reckless man. Since the founding of the Qin Dynasty, he has valued culture and suppressed martial arts. The fourth brother may be a qualified general and a martial arts master, but it is absolutely impossible to be an emperor, and the scholars in the world will not agree."

"The sixth Lao plays in the world and disguises himself everywhere for many years. The beautiful scenery of the mountains is more than that of the beautiful people in the country. His mother, Zheng, is a princess of the Jin Kingdom. She was given to her father because of marriage. It is impossible to inherit the throne based on her identity and bloodline alone."

"Apart from him, the Ninth Prince was the most suitable candidate. He was cowardly by nature and was the best puppet. It was also the reason why you chose him at the beginning. But now it has proved that even if he was not dead, he no longer had the ability to fight against the prince. Then the only one you have to choose is me!"

Li Yinhu's words are like thunder. He raised his eyebrows and eyes, and said with a strong force: "My mother and I, the ninth prince, died early, and had no foundation in the court and no one was interested in the harem. It is the simplest for you to control our brothers. I also have enough ability to fight against the prince. I only need the support of the chief minister!"

Zhao Xuanji drooped his eyebrows and looked unpredictable.

"But have the Eighth Prince ever thought that I would be afraid of you just by your courage to recommend yourself and the reason and reason for saying these words?"

Li Yinhu smiled grimly and said, "If I am afraid of it, can the chief minister be more afraid than the prince? If the chief minister had not wanted to take advantage of his father's death and raise a flag to rebel, then he could only continue to take power by supporting the puppet emperor. This is a compromise and even more realistic."

"If the chief minister is confident in dealing with the six ambitious vassal kings with a total of more than 800,000 troops in the country, and confident in dealing with Su Zhenting, who is extremely powerful in the army, and is confident that he can resist the fierce eye of foreign countries and take advantage of the civil unrest, he can rebel as much as possible."

This is the end of the day.

Zhao Xuanji's face was dim and no one knew what he was thinking.

Li Yinhu took a deep breath, clasped his fists at Zhao Xuanji and said, "Now, the best way is to unite you and me."

Zhao Xuanji suddenly laughed, walked over and helped Li Yinhu up, and said, "The Eighth Prince is so arrogant. Now the prince is strong and domineering, bloodthirsty and cruel. If such a person ascends the throne, it is unfavorable to the country and the country. I have been loyal to the country for decades, and what I cannot bear to see the most is the devastation of the country. Since the Eighth Prince is so honest, then I am willing to give it a try with the Eighth Prince."

It's done!

A brilliant light burst out from Li Yinhu's eyes and said, "The chief assistant is loyal and kind, everyone in the world knows it."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

...

The East Palace Xizheng Hall.

Li Chen has been sitting here for more than half an hour.

Until Chen Tong came in quietly.

"Your Highness, the Eighth Prince has just come out of Fengxi Palace..."

Li Chen didn't seem to hear it.

He picked up the teacup on the table, gently blew away the foam, his lips reached the edge of the teacup, and suddenly took some away, and smiled and said, "Chen Tong, who do you think the ninth prince killed?"

"Your Highness said it was not Zhao Xuanji, so I dare not make random guesses." Chen Tong said respectfully.

"It's the eighth old man."
Chapter completed!