At this moment.
Wenren Sheng appeared in the imperial hall of a dynasty.
This dynasty was called the Great Xia Dynasty.
They were electing a Crown Prince because the previous Crown Prince had fallen into the water and died of illness.
Yes.
This world was just that bizarre.
Even the Crown Prince had to campaign for the position.
Since when did Crown Princes have to compete for office?
Wouldn't that drive people mad in ancient times? But was there truly no logic to it? Some people seemed to have forgotten that during the era of the Three Sovereigns, successors had been chosen by the people.
For example, Da Yu's successor had been Bo Yi.
Da Yu himself had approved of it and intended for him to inherit the position.
It was only because Qi's faction was stronger that he defeated the other side.
At that moment, the Imperial Court was in uproar.
Everyone spoke up, scrambling to make their case.
"Enough, quiet down," the Emperor said. "This time, our dynasty will choose a Crown Prince."
"He must possess both virtue and talent."
"Virtue comes first."
As soon as he finished speaking, a guard stepped forward.
"Everyone, I wish to campaign for Crown Prince."
"You're merely a lowly guard. What qualifications do you have to participate?" the Minister of Rites immediately rebuked him.
"Because I have the greatest virtue. Doesn't our Great Xia rule the realm through filial piety?"
"I'm the most filial to my parents, and to my grandfather and grandmother as well."
"One winter, my mother fell ill and needed fish to nourish her body."
"I personally went to find fish for my mother, but the river had frozen over in winter, so there was no way to catch any."
"The ice was several feet thick, and even an