"The old emperor still didn't agree?"

Ye Chuyang was rubbing the white mouse in his hands, and asked casually.

Over the years, the emperor has become an old emperor, and Ye Chuyang, as always, has no respect for him.

"No."

Yuan Daoyi shook his head, looked at the white mouse in his hand, and simply answered Ye Chuyang's question without telling the good things the white mouse did.

If you say it, you will definitely be ridiculed by Yang Yang.

"I don't expect to succeed anyway."

Yuan Daoyi sighed: "I really don't understand what the father is thinking."

"Sit in that seat, maybe you will understand."

Ye Chuyang didn't understand either. They were not the old emperor after all. The old emperor was a wise king, but he was not a good father.

He has worked hard all these years and has been thinking about this country. Ye Chuyang thinks that he must have his own reasons for doing so, but they don't know that he is not in that position.

"Hey, what a decisive person he was before, but now he is hesitant when he gets old."

Ye Chuyang was also a little emotional. He thought that the old emperor could make a decisive decision on the issue of the crown prince, but in fact, after so long, the old emperor was still hesitant.

There are more and more remarks from the DPRK and China on Li Chu.

"You really have no idea about that position?"

Ye Chuyang couldn't help asking, he had imagined how he would help the brat win the emperor's seat if he had his sights set on it.

Anyway, in this world, he doesn't want to be with the marshal at all. It's not that he doesn't like him, but he can't help but look at him like his son. If he looks at him too much, he feels... emmmmm, it's a bit weird.

"No."

Yuan Daoyi's answer was straightforward, "What's so good about that position?"

Xiongzi is very open-minded: "People outside say that the imperial father's concubines are canaries trapped in a cage. In my opinion, not only those concubines, but also the imperial father."

"It's just that compared to those concubines, he is more powerful, he is the lord of this country, and he controls the fate of countless people..."

Ye Chuyang continued: "But he can't control his own destiny, right? Especially in recent years, he has been exhausted. For the sake of state affairs, he has worked hard until late at night every day, let alone sitting in the concubine's palace. Can't sleep well."

"Yes, that's what he's going to do for the rest of his life. Unless someone takes over what he's doing, even if that's the case, he shouldn't be at ease. After all, in his eyes, this country is the most important thing."

That's why it is said that the old emperor is a wise king.

"What's so good about that position? Apart from being able to control the life and death of others, I've been tied there by this country for the rest of my life, and I can't leave it anymore."

The old emperor is also sad.

"Power is charming. Fortunately, your brothers are not as open-minded as you are, otherwise the royal blood would be over."

Ye Chuyang teased a bit.

The position of the emperor is good or bad, in fact it is not as bad as Yuan Daoyi said, but everyone has their own opinions, in Yuan Daoyi's heart, it is a cumbersome position.

"Let's go, go back and think of other ways, I don't believe it, the old emperor really won't let him go!"

Ye Chuyang was already considering whether to confess to the old emperor directly.

Of course it wasn't Yuan Daoyi who confessed, it was him who confessed.

He felt that it was necessary for him to communicate with the old emperor.

What if it succeeds?

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