Mu Yi was slightly stunned, and then realized that he was now the Prince of Dong Qin, the future Emperor of Dong Qin, and the most powerful Dong Qin in the seven countries, was his!

Those small countries had no choice but to surrender to him and were not qualified to negotiate terms.

"That teacher means..."

Mu Yi doesn't know how to choose.

Logically speaking, the shogun's general is now stronger than the Emperor. After all, he owns the army, but Fusang's army is like a rat to an elephant, and can be ignored by Dongqin.

As for the Emperor, he was originally a legitimate royal family in Fusang and the emperor recognized by the people.

However, after several generations, this family has gradually become corrupt and lonely, and no one has emerged from nowhere. Now there is only an empty shell left.

Qin Muxiu smiled, "I think I can observe again."

Mu Yi thought about it and found that it was true that his understanding of both sides was just a brief taste, and he could indeed observe it again.

"Just be sure if you know it. The Emperor has loyal ministers like Hokugawa, and there are many powerful aides in the shogunate. They still have some fighting, and with the style of the shogunate, they will not be willing to surrender to King Jing. If King Jing wants to gain benefits from them, he will probably end up losing his wife and his troops. We can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and watch the wall first."

"Students know, thank you for the teacher's reminder."

The little boy had calmness and scheming eyes that the same age did not have. Looking at his slightly thin cheeks, Qin Muxiu felt a little distressed and patted him on the shoulder:

"Do you think the teacher is pushing you too tight?"

Mu Yi shook his head, "No, as the crown prince, you must not relax for a moment, otherwise, there is a possibility of being pulled down."

Qin Muxiu nodded, "This is just one of the reasons, and there is another reason... The emperor's body has suffered from many twists and turns, and it has finally damaged the foundation."

Mu Yi's eyes turned, "Father, he..."

"It's not a problem for the time being, but I can only guarantee that it's not a problem for the time being. You have to grow up as soon as possible. The country is not so easy to choose from. Tens of thousands of people are not so easy to live and work in peace. Having a saint is the blessing of a country."

"Since my father chose me with all his opinions, I will not disappoint him."

When I got home, it was already dark.

The food had been taken away long ago, and Qin Muxiu was still hungry, but now when he went to the kitchen, Old Mrs. Qin would definitely cook it for him when she heard the news, so he simply stopped eating and went back to the room.

Zhao Jin'er had already taken a shower, but her husband had not come back and she couldn't sleep. She sat at the table, holding the almost-made medical ceremonies, proofreading them word by word.

When Qin Muxiu entered the door, he saw his little wife wearing a gouache-pink midi, tilting her head, and looking down obediently at something.
Chapter completed!