Chapter 40

Impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

It's too difficult.

Many of the people in the world are almost unable to afford food.

Isn't it normal for the treasury to have no money?

Unless... unless the problem of the people's food can be solved first.

But this problem has puzzled them for a long time.

"Princes, please."

While the ministers were whispering, a group of eunuchs brought over the prepared brushes, ink, and bamboo slips.

They handed them to the desks of the princes for them to write down their answers to the exam questions.

"Write your answers on the bamboo slips; Ye'er doesn't need to write, just dictate it directly."

Ying Zheng looked at Ying Ying Zi Ye, thinking of his son's previous merits, and didn't want him to lose face in the court.

And this wouldn't just be losing his own face, but also the face of the royal family.

As soon as Ying Zheng's voice fell, a minister immediately raised an objection.

Chunyu Yue was the most prominent among them.

He stood up and bowed.

"Your Majesty, this must not be; the examination should be fair."

"The other princes are writing on bamboo slips, but only the Ninth Prince doesn't have to; this is not treating everyone equally."

"All the princes are your own flesh and blood, this old minister implores Your Majesty to treat them all the same!"

"If he can't even write, how can he review memorials during his regency?"

Chunyu Yue knew that the Ninth Prince couldn't even write.

Once, Your Majesty had invited a great scholar to teach the Ninth Prince to read.

And that minister was his junior fellow apprentice.

But after drinking once, he heard his junior fellow apprentice say that the Ninth Prince couldn't learn.

That's why Chunyu Yue said this deliberately.

After all, the scene of the Ninth Prince verbally defeating Lu Sheng was still fresh in his mind.

Because of the Ninth Prince's words, there were no more alchemists in Great Qin!

He also took note of the Ninth Prince.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered to make things difficult for the Ninth Prince.

In his eyes, only Hu Hai posed a threat to Fu Su.

And Hu Hai's threat all came from Zhao Gao.

Now that they had all fallen.

Then he, Chunyu Yue, didn't need to fear anyone.

However, seeing the Ninth Prince's performance today, he needed to be somewhat on guard.

The other ministers, seeing that the great scholar Chunyu Yue had spoken, also spoke up one after another.

"Yes, Your Majesty, please retract your order; everyone should be treated equally."

"If the Ninth Prince is allowed to enjoy special treatment, the other princes will certainly be dissatisfied."

"Although the princes wouldn't dare to say anything, they would certainly be unconvinced in their hearts."

"Please retract your order, Your Majesty!"

"If this matter were to spread, it would certainly make the people of the world and the remnants of the six states laugh!"

The princes, seeing that the ministers were so supportive, also spoke up to express their dissatisfaction.

They all knew that Ying Ying Zi Ye couldn't even write his own name.

Now that there was such a good opportunity to make him look bad, how could they give it up?

"Father Emperor, we are all your own flesh and blood; this is showing favoritism!"

"That's right, why does the Ninth Brother get special rights?"

"This is not good, please retract your order, Father Emperor!"

"Father Emperor, this son is unconvinced! You must treat everyone equally!"

"Please retract your order, Father Emperor..."

Among the many princes present, after Hu Hai's fall, Fu Su had the strongest influence.

Fu Su's many supporters were from the Rujia Sect.

And the other princes had few supporters.

Looking at the group of brothers and sisters who wanted to make him look bad.

Ying Ying Zi Ye was quite speechless; wasn't this just getting hit while lying down?

He didn't care about these empty titles and didn't want to stand out; it had no meaning to him at all.

But just at this moment—

The system notification sound rang in his mind.

【Ding, detected the host's current predicament, giving the host the following three options.】

Option 1: This group of siblings wants to make the host look bad, kill them all, reward: one longevity pill!

Option 2: As the son of the Ancestral Dragon, you should share the state affairs for the Ancestral Dragon; even if you are idle, you must fight back.

Take on this matter, reward: 5000 jin of sweet potato seeds! 5000 jin of potato seeds! 1000 jin of finished product!

Option 3: Ignore it, continue to lie low, reward: one set of ten-thousand-year-old turtle Xuanwu armor! Lie low for ten thousand years!

Ying Ying Zi Ye, who originally intended to ignore it, had his eyes light up.

Good fellow, these rewards are rich!

Longevity pill, sweet potatoes, potatoes, Xuanwu armor!

He was very eager for these rewards.

But as soon as he thought about these questions, he felt discouraged.

Fratricide is not allowed.

If he dared to do this, even if he gave the longevity pill to Brother Zheng later.

Brother Zheng probably wouldn't be happy.

He might even strip him of his current status.

Good fellow, even the Xuanwu armor came out; this divine armor is impenetrable.

The National Fortune Manifestation System is right; he can't continue to lie low.

Even if he is a salted fish, he should fight back when it's time to fight back.

Isn't it just solving the problems of the treasury and the remnants of the six states?

If he didn't have these sweet potatoes and potatoes before, it would be very difficult for him.

But now that he has these two things, it's much simpler to make the Great Qin treasury full.

Once the treasury is full, is there any fear of not being able to solve the problem of the remnants of the six states?

Thinking of this, he silently chose 2.

【Please host take on this matter within two hours!】

Ying Ying Zi Ye glanced at the princes lightly.

And Ying Zheng's expression was difficult; he also knew this was inappropriate.

Now that it had caused dissatisfaction, this was hard to handle.

He also wanted to treat everyone equally, but Ying Zi Ye couldn't write.

Wasn't this making him look bad in public in the court?

While he was in a dilemma, Ying Ying Zi Ye spoke up.

"Father Emperor, no need to be troubled, let's write together!"

"It's no big deal, this son will just write along with them!"

"This..."

Ying Zheng hesitated.

This kid couldn't even write his own name.