Sun Quan's feet were still crushing hard.

He could almost foresee what kind of situation the prince would face if he just handed Da Wu into the hands of the prince.

Sun Quan pondered, with a cold light shining in his eyes.

"His Majesty?"

Sun Quan, who was deep in thought, raised his head: "What's the matter?"

"Taifu Lu requests an audience."

Hearing this name, Sun Quan couldn't help but show boredom on his face:

"No! Just say I'm tired and I won't see anyone!"

As soon as he flicked his sleeves and was about to turn around, he felt something strange under his feet. After thinking about it, Sun Quan bent down and picked up the bamboo slips that were almost in pieces.

Who would have expected that when he stood up straight, the world suddenly spun before his eyes, causing him to stumble and almost lose his balance.

The palace maid was kicked out by Sun Quan from the very beginning. He could only hold on to the desk, sit down, and take a few deep breaths, and then he felt a little more relaxed.

"Snapped!"

He pressed the bamboo slip on his hand hard against the table without letting go, and the veins popped out.

That familiar sense of urgency came to mind again, even making Sun Quan anxious again.

"No, we can't drag it on like this any longer..."

Sun Quan murmured to himself, seeming to have finally made up his mind.

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"What does Sun Quan want to do?"

News from Wu State back to Chang'an was basically delayed by one to one and a half months.

Originally, even the ministers of the Wu State were not sure whether it was expedient or permanent for Sun Quan to let Sun Ba live in the palace and share the throne with the prince.

On the Chang'an side, it's even more impossible to know - except someone named Feng.

But Feng didn't say anything.

Moreover, it is approaching the end of the year and he is also very busy.

Especially after the defeat of Youzhou and the capture of Shangyong by the Han Dynasty, many matters required his personal decision.

Wu Guo's great show of seizing the heir has just begun to show its signs, and it has not yet come to the stage for the chess pieces he arranged.

Until Mi Shiyilang's second letter arrived.

Sun Quan, who had originally agreed to establish a queen, seemed to have changed his mind for some unknown reason, and became vague about the confrontation with the queen.

"There is no master in the harem, and the concubines are in no order; all the princes stand side by side, and there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority."

Zhang Xiaosi took Mi Shiyilang's letter and read it over and over several times, with a look of amazement on his face:

"What exactly does Sun Quan want to do?"

"What do you want to do?" Feng Dasima huddled in the rocking chair, without any manners, and said lazily, "It's just what you think."

These days, I have been busy finishing the year.

It wasn't until all the government offices were sealed and the officials went on vacation that we felt relaxed.

Winter is a great day, the fireplace is burning brightly and it is so warm that it makes people want to doze off.

"What?" Madam You raised her head and looked at the sleepy Feng Dashima, "Why do I hear Alang's tone, as if he has already anticipated Sun Quan's thoughts?"

"It's just an attempt to rebalance the forces of all parties." Feng Dashima yawned, "Is this unexpected?"

"Deliberately placing Sun Ba and Crown Prince Sun He side by side was to send a signal to his courtiers: Although Sun Ba is not the Crown Prince now, Sun He may not always be the Crown Prince."

"He is deliberately tempting the courtiers to take sides. Of course, it is also possible that he is testing the loyalty of the courtiers?"

After all, the emperor of Wu is still me. If you are so anxious to take sides, have you forgotten that I am the king of a country?

Or do you want to think that my life is not long?

Or do you want me to die early?

In fact, Mrs. You also feels this way about Sun Quan's recent behavior.

But this feeling was so ridiculous that it even made her a little unsure of herself.

"What are you planning?"

Use your two sons as bait to catch the civil and military officials of the court?

"Didn't I say it? In order to balance the various forces in Wu State, or to be more precise, it was to reshuffle the cards."

"Shuffle?"

Mrs. Right, who was psychologically traumatized by Madam Zuo and Amei during the Landlord fight, understood this word.

"That's quite appropriate." Mrs. Right frowned, still a little unbelievable, "But is it worth it?"

"Of course it's worth it." Feng Dasima yawned again, "For the entire Wu Kingdom, what's not worth it?"

"The two sons will try their best to win over the ministers in this process of fighting for the heir, and the ministers can also choose the master in their hearts."

"No matter which side wins, a community of interests will eventually be formed. Then after Sun Quan dies and the new emperor ascends the throne, the court will naturally transition smoothly."

Speaking of this, Feng Dasima seemed to have thought of something and suddenly smiled:

"Even if there is no winner between the two sides, it doesn't matter. He has many sons anyway, so just choose another one."

"But Sun Quan can also achieve his original goal, which is to use this battle to seize the legitimate rights to suppress what should be suppressed and purge what should be purged, balance the forces of all parties, and pave the way for his son."

Later generations said that Sun Quan was confused and confused in his later years.

But from the perspective of an emperor, this is simply the emperor's long-planned plan.

As for whether Wu Guoguo's vitality will be severely damaged by this, that is not his first consideration at all.

The first thing he had to consider was how to secure the throne for his descendants.

If future generations cannot secure the throne, they may not even be able to become the emperor of Wu.

So what does this innocent Wu State have to do with our Sun family?

If you can continue to hold the throne, even if you lose some vitality, it will be a price worth paying.

The family and the country are under heaven, and the family comes before the country. Even if Sun Quan became emperor, the pattern would still not be enough, a little far behind.

So he finally got away with it.

At the same time, this also shows that Sun Quan at this time has lost his spirit and only cares about the three melons and two dates at home. He may have lost his ambition to conquer the world.

"It always feels a bit unimaginable."

The right lady shook her head and looked a little ugly.

Naturally, she knew how brutal the political struggle was, but such actions still made her feel that she was too narrow-minded and unworthy of her status as emperor.

"What if Alang thinks wrong?"

"You can't be wrong." Feng Da Sima, who had the upper hand in this rare matter, said proudly, "Sun Quan's next step is probably to acquiesce in the fight between the two sons."

"Then," he stretched out his palm and slashed down, "believe it or not, the first person he took advantage of was Lu Xun."

"Why?"

"Because Lu Xun represents the Jiangdong family," Feng Dashima sneered again, "Wu's power, both in the government and in the opposition, has been out of balance. If Sun Quan doesn't deal with it, he himself may not be able to sleep."

"After all, Sun Quan can't be as tolerant and kind as our Majesty, right?"

"Go!" Mrs. You hit Feng Dasima and looked at him suspiciously, "I always feel that there is something in your words."
Chapter completed!