Chapter 329

Emperor Mingxi didn't believe it. Since the Divine Artifact said that the son who had a good relationship with the third son took the throne, it absolutely could not be wrong.

Up to now, the Divine Artifact had not been wrong about a single thing, so the one who was wrong could only be Xie the Third!

Emperor Mingxi tried his best to squeeze out a smile, making himself look amiable and approachable, like a loving father.

He stood up and walked over to Xie Zhixin, reaching out a large hand to gently pat his shoulder. Third Son, come, sit down and let's talk. He pointed to a small stool brought over by Qian Gui.

He then sat back down in the chair behind the imperial desk. Seeing Xie Zhixin sitting with trepidation, carefully resting only half of his buttocks on the stool, he sighed softly and continued, Third Son, think carefully again. Which of your younger brothers do you like to play with the most in your daily life?

You also know that your imperial father and the officials rack their brains day and night to govern Great Yan, just out of fear that he might repeat the mistakes of the past and ruin the vast foundation that our Xie ancestors fought so hard to build.

Just in case, we must find out who this new emperor is. Rest assured, even if we find him, your imperial father won't do anything to him before he has actually done anything.

Hearing Emperor Mingxi play the emotional card with him, Xie Zhixin was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. He actually frowned and thought hard. Ordinarily, he considered himself to be one of the more scheming ones among his brothers.

Therefore, he usually didn't play much with his second, fourth, and fifth brothers. In fact, aside from these few, he had an age gap with his younger brothers and rarely played with them either.

They were all competitors; who could completely trust anyone else!

Imperial Father, is it possible that this brother is someone your son only became close to in later years?

Seeing Emperor Mingxi's face about to darken again, Xie Zhixin quickly added, Imperial Father, judging from the words of the Junior Preceptor and the Divine Artifact, the incident involving your son and Second Brother should happen a few years from now. At that time, your son will have no hope for the throne, and the Cui and Bai families will turn their support elsewhere, so...

Emperor Mingxi and his officials felt that Xie Zhixin's words made some sense, but they were all extremely disappointed with this conclusion.

They thought they were about to find the prince who was pushed onto the stage by the noble families to be a puppet without realizing it, and who ultimately ruined the country despite a burst of diligence, but unexpectedly it was another empty joy.

Although everyone, including Emperor Mingxi as his father, hadn't figured out how to deal with this son once he was found, not knowing who he was inevitably left everyone feeling a bit uneasy.

Anyone who could sit on the throne must have some destiny and luck upon them, so this person had to be guarded against!

Seeing that their imperial father was about to lose his temper again, Xie Zhiyan quickly interjected, Third Son, think about it. If you had to pick one of your brothers to befriend, who would you choose?

Xie Zhixin didn't even think before replying, Then I would definitely choose the Crown Prince!

Faced with his suddenly enthusiastic younger brother who was clearly trying to cling to him, Xie Zhiyan felt helpless. Besides me, who would you choose?

Xie Zhimin and Xie Zhiquan glared at him, their expressions clearly saying: If you dare choose us, see if we don't beat you to death later!

Xie Zhixin silently turned his head and snorted softly, Imperial Father, Imperial Brother, if I really have to choose one, I would choose the seventh brother.

The seventh brother was the most innocent and least scheming of all the brothers. He still preferred hanging out with people who didn't require him to use his brain.

Not the seventh. Before Xie Zhiyan could speak, Xie Zhimin couldn't help but retort.

It is already known that the seventh brother will be tragically killed under a horse by the fourth brother. He won't even live to see Imperial Father pass away, so that new emperor definitely isn't him!

Xie Zhimin spoke faster than his brain could process, blurting out everything he wanted to say all at once.

It was only after seeing Emperor Mingxi's livid face that he belatedly realized what he had just said.

Carelessly talking about his own father's passing while the man was still alive was indeed a bit unfilial!

Xie Zhimin mimicked Xie Zhixin, silently leaning toward the Crown Prince's embrace—Imperial Brother, save my miserable life!

Then it must be the sixth brother. Sixth Brother's birth mother has a lowly background, and he is usually the most honest among us brothers.

Every time he gave him a gift, it was practical gold or silver, and the sixth brother was most in need of such wealth to manage his daily life.

Sixth Brother Zhifei? Emperor Mingxi lowered his eyes in thought. Although this son also frequently attended the morning assembly, his presence was indeed quite low.

Recently, due to the successive wrongful deaths of the fourth and ninth brothers, the sixth brother had been frightened into a severe illness and still hadn't fully recovered.

He hadn't seen that child for some days either.

Emperor Mingxi always felt that the new emperor shouldn't be this timid son.

Why not the fifth, eighth, tenth, or eleventh? He stared intently at Xie Zhixin. Are they not your younger brothers? Why didn't you choose them?

Emperor Mingxi's question was a bit unreasonable, but as a subject and a son, no matter how shameless or unreasonable it was, Xie Zhixin had to treat it seriously.

He replied, Imperial Father, the fifth brother is too smart. He gave Xie Zhiquan an awkward smile and continued, The eighth brother hides his brilliance behind a dull exterior, and he has the best relationship with the seventh brother. He always felt that this younger brother, who had a low presence just like the sixth, was somewhat playing the pig to eat the tiger.

As for the tenth and eleventh, they are only seven years old right now. Your son... your son doesn't like playing with little kids!

The officials were dumbfounded. His Majesty currently had twelve sons, and even with the candidates narrowed down to one out of five, they still couldn't figure out who that person was.

If the Divine Artifact knew this, would it scold them for being useless?

Meanwhile, the System that everyone was thinking about had no time to scold anyone. It was currently staring blankly at the quest panel alongside Yue Fuguang.

System, is the quest panel broken, or is it possible that you've been infected by some unknown virus?

Rolling its eyes, the System retorted, Host, you and I are one entity. Can't you think something good about me? If I were poisoned by a virus, you wouldn't be this clear-headed right now!

I want to think something good too! But look at the quests on this panel, jumping all over the place. It made our revelations today start strong but end weakly.

We didn't say what needed to be said, and we said a bunch of things that didn't matter.

The quest content on the system panel in front of Yue Fuguang was currently flickering, appearing and disappearing, making her dizzy just looking at it.

If it weren't for the fact that the quest progress bar, which looked like a tree full of branches, remained steady without any changes, Yue Fuguang would have been much more worried. This gave her slight reassurance.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to stay this calm while watching the words dance on the panel with the System.

After watching for a while, Yue Fuguang's eyes were nearly blinded by the flickering. She couldn't help but tap the system panel. If it doesn't stop, are we still going to do our quests or not?

Seeing that the current situation was excellent, it would be a joke if they didn't have any problems but the system quests dropped the ball first!

Host, don't be anxious! Maybe the system program is just adjusting?

You're the System. Don't you know if the program is adjusting or not?

I... I'm not responsible for issuing quests, so the quest section is uniformly managed by the sub-main program.

In ​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‍the past, it seemed the systems were the ones issuing quests. However, after a few cases where systems and hosts exploited quest loopholes to cheat for points and rewards, this authority was revoked from the systems.

It still remembered when the host had just transmigrated and couldn't even get close to the quest targets. To save the host's life, tasks like helping an old lady up the stairs in a Daoist temple or finding a lost hairpin for a noblewoman were counted for points—these were specially approved by the Main System upon its request.