The World's Conspiracy

Wedge In the 39th year of Yonghe's reign, in the Taiping capital, the market was bustling, gongs and drums were noisy, and the whistles were singing. This red silk, large and small, was hung all over the city and outside the city. This day was the day when Emperor Hele announced the crown prince. "Have you heard? Su Ziye has been made the crown prince!" Said a passerby. "I heard it, I heard it, the Holy One is wise!!" The passers-by shouted. "Jingguo is going to have a new prosperous age!" The old man selling candied haws on the haws stopped and sighed. Zhuge Li, who was wandering on the street, heard about this and went to the palace to congratulate him. When he reached the palace gate, he was stopped by soldiers. "Hey, what are you doing?! The palace is a forbidden area in the city, leave quickly!" The soldier yelled. "On this big day, I don't want to see blood. I'm going to tell the emperor that Zhuge Li from Donghuai Mountain will come to visit first." Zhuge Li held a blue cloud fan in his hand and fanned the wind slowly. "Zhu, Mr. Zhuge?! Come on, come on, your Majesty has been waiting for a long time!" The soldiers stepped back again and again. In the blink of an eye, before the soldiers could react, Zhuge Li disappeared. No, you already have this ability, why are you here? The soldier muttered. The newly built palace was indeed very big, and Zhuge Li jumped in the air. It took hundreds of transformed leaves to reach the gate of a certain palace. "Why don't you go out to play?" A woman's voice came from the palace. "I am a prince. I must be more diligent than before, even on my proclaimed day!" Said a child. Undoubtedly, this is probably the new crown prince Su Ziye. After Zhuge Li waited for the woman to go out, he then entered the palace. Su Ziye and Zhuge Li looked at each other for a moment, and the room was so quiet that you could even hear the chirping of birds. "Aren't you afraid of me?" Zhuge Li asked. "Don't be afraid, I felt at the first sight that you are my noble one!" Su Ziye smiled innocently. Zhuge Li also smiled. He knelt down and said to Su Ziye: "I came here to ask you three questions: What is your original intention? What do you want the world to be like? What do you want to do for the world?" Su Ziye put his hand on his chest and his eyes became firmer: "To ensure eternal peace and prosperity for the country, do your best to protect our homeland!" "Well said!" Zhuge Li clapped his hands in admiration and asked, "Then what does His Highness the Prince want?" "Myself?" Su Ziye didn't answer for a long time, and Zhuge Li didn't force him. He patted his little head and left. Then a year ago, Zhuge Li served as the national preceptor of Jingguo and privately accepted 4-year-old Su Ziye as his disciple. It was not until three years later that five princes were born in the palace. Zhuge Li resigned from the post of national advisor and lived in seclusion in the Donghuai Mountains, never to be seen again. Seven years after he left, the seventh prince was born again. There is a saying among the people: "Of the seven sons of the emperor, the legitimate son is the most evil." The emperor subsequently removed Su Ziye from the crown prince position, and Su Ziye naturally became the youngest "deposed prince" and was bullied all the year round. "I want the teacher to be by my side all the time..." Su Ziye, covered in injuries, collapsed in the woodshed and muttered to himself. Suddenly, Zhuge Li sat up in shock on the dragon bed, looked to his right at Su Ziye who was sleeping soundly, and took a long breath. ———————— The author is a senior high school student, updates will be slow, thank you for your patience~ Purpose: Tell the story of Zhuge Li, a counselor who has been competed for by the royal family for several generations, who assists the eldest prince Su Ziye in ascending the throne and becoming emperor.