Who would emerge victorious in the struggle for succession between Prince Qi and Prince Shu? From high-ranking officials down to common laborers, everyone in the Capital City had discussed it in private. Even an old man selling morning tea could chat about it for a few sentences.
So long as it was not an extraordinary time, low-ranking Capital City officials had few scruples. After all, the secrets they knew were basically no longer secrets, and talking about them would not get them convicted of anything.
Everyone could speak at length about the grudges between Luo Pei and Prince Shu.
Only upon hearing this did the guests suddenly understand. "So that's how it was!"
Stories of loyal ministers struggling to find wise rulers truly made people sigh with regret, and they were highly discussable.
Someone sighed. "With Luo Pei there, he has support among the ministers, and he is himself the Commander of the Imperial Feather Guards. Even though he has only been in the Capital City for two years, Prince Dai rose to his feet all at once!"
Tsk, tsk. No wonder he could stand hard against Prince Qi face-to-face. He had backing!
"Does that mean there are now four princes standing side by side?"
"Four princes?" The Eighth Rank official curled his lip. But with Prince Lu still present, he lowered his voice until it was nearly a whisper. "Prince Lu does not count, does he? Right now, it can only be called three kingdoms standing side by side."
Su Ziji's ears twitched. He heard every low murmur around him clearly, even those others could not hear. In the past, he too would have thought Prince Lu posed no danger. But after Wen Xunpeng's reminder, he no longer thought so. He smiled and gestured with his hand. "Prince Lu,