Chapter 55 [No chance of winning]

Minister of Rites, Guo Mansion.

The father and son are having dinner.

Guo Baokun has been in a very good mood recently, and his appetite is naturally very good too. He eats five or six bowls of rice at every meal.

Nothing else, just survived the disaster.

"Dad, you are so wise!"

Guo Baokun's mouth was full, and he held the chopsticks in his right hand, gave his father a thumbs up and praised him.

No words are spoken when eating, and no words are spoken when sleeping.

As the Minister of Rites, he naturally attaches the most importance to etiquette.

However, at this moment, this powerful figure, who was one of the six ministers of the imperial court, did not scold his son.

Because he was in a really good mood.

I also enjoy the flattery from my son.

"Dad, you are far-sighted and did not support the prince. Otherwise, we would be badly implicated by him now." Guo Baokun affirmed.

"Dad, I have analyzed it carefully these past few days. The crown prince is probably doomed, and the East Palace may also be replaced."

Guo Baokun spoke mysteriously but seemed very confident.

"Can you also analyze problems?" As a father, the Minister of Rites knew his son very well.

He is good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and is a frequent visitor to Zuixianju.

His IQ once made this old father very worried.

I am also very worried about the future of the Guo family.

"Dad, you are underestimating me, aren't you? I'm telling you, I've recently discovered that I actually have the potential to be a great general, but it just hasn't been fully tapped yet.

Otherwise, with my intelligence, it would be a piece of cake for me to pass the imperial examination, and I might even get the top spot."

Guo Baokun spoke incessantly, his face full of confidence.

Hearing this, Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites who was like a father to him, twitched his lips slightly.

He still knows his son's character and ability.

"Dad, listen to my analysis and see if it's correct.

This time, the prince rebelled, which is a capital crime.

So, in order to prove his innocence, he sent troops to fight.

But, with six thousand against fifty thousand, there is no chance of winning.

So, I thought about it carefully, the prince's move was to sacrifice the chariot to save the king, sacrificing 6,000 people to save his own life.

His move was cruel and vicious enough.

Six thousand people, three thousand of them are beauties, just give them up if you want, it would be great if you give them to me..."

"What did you say?" Guo Youzhi asked.

“Nothing, Dad, I just feel that the prince is about to be finished.

Six thousand people will definitely be wiped out.

By then, the prince's reputation will definitely be damaged.

Moreover, six thousand people were all his possessions, so it was like cutting off one's own arm, and his strength was greatly reduced.

The civil and military officials in the court must be disappointed with the prince.

Your Majesty may not be satisfied either.

By then, the position of the crown prince will definitely be shaken.

Dad, do you think my analysis is correct?"

After saying this, Guo Baokun was very proud and waited for his father's praise.

However, after not hearing any praise for a long time, he looked at his father.

But the old man frowned slightly and kept looking at him.

"Dad, what's with that look in your eyes?"

Guo Youzhi frowned, with some doubt, "Are you my son?"

As far as he knew, his son didn't have this ability.

This analysis is well-organized, logical, and clear.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't sound like something his own son would say.

So, is it an impersonation?
"Dad, you are looking down on me!

I told you, don't underestimate me, I have the potential to be a great general.

Even if you ask me to go undercover, the entire Northern Qi may not be able to find me."

The word "confidence" is so evident on Guo Baokun's face that it is almost engraved on his face.

"Dad, there is one more thing. I also think that what you did is absolutely right." Guo Baokun said again.

"Which point?" Guo Youzhi also became interested.

“You support the eldest princess, not the crown prince and the second prince.

In this way, our Guo family can advance and retreat freely in the party struggles.

No matter who wins or loses, we will remain invincible." Guo Baokun's analysis was very logical, and his old father looked at him with a bit of surprise.

“Dad, I have to thank the Crown Prince, because it was he who kicked me out of the East Palace and I am no longer a member of his party.

This actually gave me the opportunity to keep myself out of trouble.

Otherwise, given the current situation, I might have to suffer along with him.

Dad, you're right, right?"

After saying this, Guo Baokun raised his head again, waiting for praise.

"Well said!" Guo Youzhi nodded.

“The prince will undoubtedly lose this battle.

Six thousand against fifty thousand, there is no chance of winning.

Even a divine general is powerless and cannot reverse the situation.

The annihilation of the entire army is a foregone conclusion.

The position of the crown prince will inevitably be shaken because of this."

The Minister of Rites strongly agreed with his son's analysis.

"So, fell, have I become smarter?"

"Good, great progress, keep up the good work!" Guo Youzhi encouraged.

"Well, Dad, can you give me some money? I'm short of money lately..." Guo Baokun said with difficulty.

"What do you want the silver for?" Guo Youzhi asked.

"I'm at Zuixianju and I've seen a courtesan. I really like her and I plan to redeem her."

"Asshole!" Guo Youzhi was so angry that his face turned blue, "Get lost!"

"Hey, good!"

Guo Baokun put down his bowl and chopsticks and disappeared.

When he got to the door, Guo Baokun thought about it and still felt something was wrong.

All his words and analysis just now were exactly as they were said by a disciple of his father, without leaving out a single word.

But why can’t I get the money?

This is wrong!

However, this time, the prince is really finished.

Thinking of this, he felt a sense of luck.

Royal study room.

"Your Majesty, in recent days, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not left the East Palace and has been staying at home."

The old eunuch, Eunuch Hou, poured a glass of candied fruit for Emperor Qing and said.

"He is quite patient." There was no emotion in Emperor Qing's tone, whether it was praise or disapproval.

"Now, there are rumors in the outside world, and some people even say that I want to depose the crown prince and establish another East Palace.

At this critical moment, he can still sit still and keep his composure."

Emperor Qing smiled and took a sip of the candied fruit.

Very sweet.

From the tip of the tongue to the taste buds, the sweetness rushes straight to the brain.

The whole person suddenly became much more sober.

The imperial desk was piled with memorials.

They were all impeaching Crown Prince Li Chengqian.

Emperor Qing simply flipped through one or two of them and lost interest.

"Burn them all." Emperor Qing suddenly said.

"Yes!" Eunuch Hou accepted the order.

"Burn it outside the main hall," Emperor Qing added.

The old eunuch was stunned for a moment, and quickly responded, "Yes!"

"Your Majesty, do you think that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a chance of winning this battle?" the old eunuch asked, bowing.

Emperor Qing stood up, walked to the place where arrows were sharpened, picked up the arrowhead, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

Hearing the old eunuch's words, he snorted and asked back:

"What do you think?"

"This...I don't understand."

Emperor Qing glanced at him.

"The Sixth Commander of the Eastern Palace has been training hard over the years, and I know this clearly.

But, six thousand versus fifty thousand, no matter how I look at it, there is no chance of winning."

Emperor Qing was not optimistic about this battle at all.

"Wait, it probably won't take too long, the result will be transmitted back to Kyoto..." Emperor Qing suddenly sighed.

(End of this chapter)