At that moment, in the Prince of Shu's Mansion in Liyang Prefecture, Prince of Shu, Ji Yanxiu, was clutching his head, at a complete loss.
He had been sent to his fief in Bashu Circuit as soon as he came of age at eighteen, and had been removed from the center of power ever since.
Seven years had passed. His brothers had all seized power in Shengjing City, while he was still wasting away in Bashu. His own influence had grown slower than a snail's crawl, making Ji Yanxiu seriously wonder whether he really was useless.
"Wen Yu, do you think I should give up? Honestly, spending my whole life as an idle prince wouldn't be so bad." Ji Yanxiu looked troubled as he spoke to the old eunuch beside him.
Among the many princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Ji Yanxiu seemed to have little power behind him, but that didn't mean he had no support at all.
His mother's family had once been the Marquis of Huaishan, a lineage ennobled when the Great Zhou was founded. Among the many nobles and aristocrats of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they had been fairly influential.
Unfortunately, his mother had died of illness when he was young, leaving him out of favor with Ji Haodian.
And after the first Marquis of Huaishan on his mother's side had died unexpectedly, the family had gradually declined, leaving him with barely any help to rely on.
The old eunuch beside him, Wen Yu, was the last remnant of the influence his mother had left him.
Although Wen Yu was in his seventies or eighties, his Spirit Transformation Realm peak cultivation made him look only about forty. He didn't look old at all.
He had followed the first Marquis of Huaishan in battle since his youth,