"The momentum of the realm lay in the hearts of the people." Prince Shu narrowed his eyes.
He had received an emperor's education, so he naturally understood that under the Founding Ancestor, the Great Zheng ruled by the Ji Clan had not yet been secure. Yet now, more than thirty years had passed since Father Emperor's death.
The dragon-and-snake seeds and their followers, once accustomed to battling amid the wilds, had either died or grown old. The hearts of countless common people now yearned for stability, and no man of insight in the realm would throw in his lot with rebels.
Cao Yiyan's actions also confirmed Prince Shu's suspicions.
The Kingdom of Ying was likely a contingency left behind by Great Wei in those days.
But even so, going against this overwhelming tide was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
"So long as I am given an opportunity, Cao the Traitor will be no more than the one clearing my path!"
"Stop! Stop!"
Just as Prince Shu had half-closed his eyes, braced himself in place, and stopped thinking any further, he suddenly heard Cao Yiyan shout those two cries.
Prince Shu jolted in fright and immediately opened his eyes.
What was this now?
"You..." Prince Shu wanted to ask what he had discovered this time.
But before he could utter more than one word, the coachman had already yanked the horses to a halt at Cao Yiyan's command.
The carriage came to an abrupt stop. Even though Prince Shu had been mentally prepared, he was nearly flung over.
Prince Shu: "..."
He looked at Cao Yiyan with some difficulty, only to see him leap down from the carriage ahead of him with astonishing agility. Seeing that Prince Shu still had not moved, he urged him, "Your Highness, why