We'll have you impersonate the Crown Prince and create a prosperous era for the Great Qian Dyna

Zhou Tiancheng certainly knew what he was doing.

He's playing the emotional card!

Zhou Rui has no intention of changing the crown prince, but Zhou Tiancheng needs to consolidate his gains!

Heaven knows how many months he'll be gone in Northern Xia. Will Consort Liu whisper in his ear, or will the Third Prince win Zhou Rui's favor again?

Zhou Tiancheng needs to make plans for all of this in advance.

He spoke up immediately.

"Father, don't let things get too tense with Consort Liu. After all, she is Lord Qin's daughter and the third prince's birth mother. After I leave, find a reason to let her continue being Consort Liu. Don't neglect her because of me."

"Speaking of which, she looks somewhat like my mother. I haven't dreamed about my mother for a long time. Looking at her reminds me of my mother, so I haven't forgotten what she looks like."

Zhou Tiancheng's crying scenes are simply unparalleled on set!

At that moment, he was speaking with a smile, but tears welled up in his eyes at any moment, which broke Zhou Rui's heart.

"Cheng'er, why are you saying all this?"

Zhou Tiancheng smiled and shook his head, then reached out and grasped Zhou Rui's hands.

"Father, after I leave, only the Third Prince will be by your side. If you neglect Consort Liu, it will sadden him. What will you do then?"

"Also, I have left some properties in Kyoto. Father, you know about the Classic of Mountains and Seas. You scolded me a lot for it before. If you need money after I leave, just sell those ferocious beasts from the Classic of Mountains and Seas."

"Your subject has inquired and found that the wild beasts there are quite valuable. A tiger can sell for four or five thousand taels of silver. Consider this silver as your subject's filial piety."

Zhou Rui's hand, which was being held, began to tremble.

His eyes reddened even more, and tears welled up in his eyes, about to overflow.

Zhou Tiancheng was still laughing.

"Alright, Father, I have nothing more to say."

"It's just that... Your Majesty was ignorant in your younger years and caused you a lot of worry. I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I apologize to you here."

A decisive goal.

Another game-winning shot.

After hearing these words, Zhou Rui could no longer hold back.

"Cheng'er, it's my fault. If I hadn't become emperor, your mother wouldn't have died, and you wouldn't be criticized like this."

As she spoke, Zhou Rui's tears began to fall.

He raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eye, staring intently at Zhou Tiancheng's face.

"Cheng'er, don't worry. The Qin family was brought up by your father. What is Consort Liu? How dare she compare to your mother?"

"Father can lift them up, and he can also press them down!"

"This throne will surely be yours!"

"But you must promise your father, you must not do anything foolish, you must come back alive. If you die, what will your father do? I won't have the face to see your mother in the afterlife!"

Zhou Tiancheng's original play has already finished.

Seeing Zhou Rui's emotional state, he added an extra scene on the spot.

He reached out and gently wiped Zhou Rui's face.

"Father, this is the last time your son will wipe away your tears."

"You are the ruler of a nation. You must never reveal your thoughts to others in the future. You taught me this. How could you forget?"

Zhou Rui could no longer control himself.

"You are different. You are different from them. You are Dad's son. Dad watched you grow up."

Zhou Tiancheng did not add any more scenes.

He knew how to control one's emotions, and now was the perfect time for him to withdraw.

He stood up, looking completely calm and collected.

"Father, your son is leaving."

He turned and left, as if he had made up his mind.

Zhou Rui stared blankly at his retreating figure, while at the same time, the hatred in his heart grew even deeper.

Qin Zhi'ang, right?

Zhou Tianze, right?

To seize the throne, he wanted to kill the empress's only son?

You've probably forgotten that I am the Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty!

Zhou Rui closed his eyes, then opened them again, his slightly reddened eyes filled with only icy coldness.

"Huang Chen, before you leave, take Qin Tao down for me."

"They've been officials for so long that the Qin family has forgotten how they rose to power in the first place!"

"Furthermore, these next few days, have Consort Yi serve you in bed. As for Consort Liu... no, Consort Qin, you should delegate the management of the harem to her. She is not worthy of the surname Liu, much less worthy of managing the harem!"

In the shadows, the old eunuch nodded slightly, then bowed and left.

The next day.

While Zhou Tiancheng was polishing his armor, chaos erupted in the harem.

I heard that Consort Liu threw a huge tantrum in the palace and even beat two palace maids to death.

Instead of comforting her, Zhou Rui had someone give her a severe scolding.

Upon hearing this news, Chou Tien-cheng laughed until his stomach hurt.

"Your Highness, did you make this too?"

Manager Liu looked completely bewildered.

Zhou Tiancheng nodded smugly.

"I'm about to go to the northern frontier to fight. Before I leave, shouldn't I try to trip up the Third Prince a little?"

"In short, even if this throne isn't for me, it's not for Zhou Tianze either, otherwise I'd be finished!"

Chief Steward Liu wholeheartedly agreed.

"Your Highness's considerations are very thorough; this old servant admires them."

"What good is your admiration! Hurry up and recruit some strategists for me; I'm at my wit's end!"

Zhou Tiancheng rolled his eyes, then patted his chest.

"Now I have to do everything myself, and I'm exhausted, Lao Liu!"

Manager Liu immediately curled his lip.

This fake prince is good at everything, except he's lazy.

He is clearly very talented, but all he wants to do is be a rich man.

If Zhou Tianze hadn't been so aggressive, he probably wouldn't have wanted to compete for the position of crown prince.

Steward Liu sighed immediately.

This can't go on.

When we return from Northern Xia, we'll need to find some motivation for the fake crown prince.

And just like that, the day passed.

The next day was the day everyone set off.

Zhou Tiancheng changed into a suit of armor, holding the Lone Goose Sword in his hand, a trophy he had seized from Xue Fan, and set off.

However, after only half a day, before even leaving the capital region, Zhou Tiancheng could no longer sit still.

"How much longer until we arrive!"

He poked his head out of the carriage, looking utterly dejected.

The carriage was so stuffy, he felt like he was going to die!

Lin Tong, who was standing to the side, also wanted to die!

It's not that no one has asked about this topic, but the problem is, we've only been out for half a day!

Lin Tong did the math and gave an answer.

"Your Highness, if the weather remains sunny and the pace continues at this rate, we estimate it will take another three months."

Zhou Tiancheng's eyes widened instantly!

What the hell?

Will we have to stay on the road for three months?

Lin Tong smiled and nodded.

"This is already considered fast, considering it's over four thousand li."

In despair, Zhou Tiancheng pulled the carriage curtains shut and collapsed backwards onto the bed.

Three months?

That's enough to get Gul pregnant!

He rested his head on Guli's lap, thinking to himself that he needed to find something to do, otherwise he would become withdrawn before the war even started in the next three months!