At this moment, the emperor's study was brightly lit. Several eunuchs were guarding the door, some yawning incessantly. Seeing Fang Zhiyi approach, they hurriedly bowed and greeted him.
Fang Zhiyi did not return their greetings and walked straight in.
Just as he entered, a memorial flew right at his face. Fang Zhiyi tilted his head to dodge it. The old emperor sitting on the couch let out a surprised sound, clearly a bit puzzled.
"Good evening, Imperial Father." Fang Zhiyi bowed slightly.
"Good evening? What, are you angry that I called you over in the middle of the night?"
Fang Zhiyi's face was full of indifference. "I wouldn't dare."
The old emperor glanced at him with some doubt, but then remembered the matter at hand. "I let you oversee the state affairs, and this is how you do it? This Jiang Wenqi was just filling a vacancy, yet he jumped three ranks and directly entered the Ministry of Revenue. You approved this, didn't you? Huh?"
He waved the memorial in his hand. "The directors of the Ministry of Revenue have already submitted three memorials complaining about this! The Crown Prince oversees the state, and this is how he does it?"
"People say the Crown Prince is capable, but I think you're just stupid!" He raised his hand and threw another memorial. This time, Fang Zhiyi caught it with one hand and lowered his head to scan it briefly.
Actually, this matter couldn't be blamed on the original owner of the body. This Jiang Wenqi was the Third Son's man. The Third Son had come to him asking for a recommendation. Knowing that Jiang Wenqi had some ability, and out of a desire to look after the Third Son, Fang Zhiyi gave the newly vacant Vice Minister position to Jiang Wenqi.
Who knew that the Second Son would refuse to accept this. The Ministry of Revenue had always been the Second Son's domain, so the complaining memorials were surely his doing behind the scenes.
The original owner was truly unfortunate. Not only was he too honest, but he was also caught in the middle of these wicked siblings, taking all the abuse.
In the original plot, in order to protect his two younger brothers, Fang Zhiyi braced himself and endured a whole night of scolding and freezing. After that, he went straight to the morning court, and fell ill as soon as he returned home.
"Done reading?" The old emperor leaned forward. "The person you recommended has caused so much trouble after only three days in office. What do you have to say for yourself?"
But Fang Zhiyi's next action stunned the old emperor. He sat down opposite him without any hesitation, then reached out and pulled at the thin quilt tucked under the emperor. He tugged it once but it didn't move, so he added a little more force. The old emperor watched as he took the quilt that belonged to him and draped it over his own legs.
"What do you want me to say? Didn't you say that as the eldest brother and the Crown Prince, I should take care of my brothers? The Third Son asked me to help with a recommendation, there was a position in the Ministry of Revenue, and this Jiang Wenqi is pretty good, so I recommended him."
The old emperor was a bit dazed. He naturally knew the twists and turns involved, but he never expected this son of his, who was so honest it was almost cowardly, to directly throw the Third Son under the bus.
"If you're not satisfied, just issue a decree to dismiss him. He's not my man anyway. Let alone him, I don't have a single man in the entire court. How come everything gets blamed on me?"
These words made the old emperor catch onto another point: "Are you saying that I, no, We are wrong?" He had always used the informal 'I' in front of the Crown Prince, but changing his self-address now was clearly an attempt to suppress Fang Zhiyi.
"You are not wrong. How could you be wrong? The Emperor is always right. It's all my fault, I am completely wrong."
These words choked the old emperor for a moment. He looked Fang Zhiyi up and down with some suspicion. "Are you dissatisfied with Us? You handled this matter yourself, and now you're blaming it on the Third Son? Do you think Our throne is guaranteed to be yours?"
These were heavy words. Even the old eunuch standing nearby broke into a cold sweat, constantly winking at Fang Zhiyi, hoping he would say something submissive.
Who knew that Fang Zhiyi would lazily lean back against the chair. "How would I dare to be dissatisfied with the Emperor? Besides, as for this position, the Emperor can give it to whoever he wants. It doesn't matter to me whether I sit on it or not."
Hearing this, the old emperor laughed out of pure anger. "Do you think the throne is a cabbage? You can sit on it if you want? Since you said such words, you must have considered the consequences?"
"I've considered them. At worst, I'll stop being the Crown Prince and stop overseeing the state. I'll just go home, eat, and wait to die. Is that fine?"
"Your Highness the Crown Prince..." The old eunuch's legs went weak. Has the Crown Prince gone mad today?
"Shut up." The old emperor stopped the eunuch from speaking and stared at Fang Zhiyi with a gloomy expression. "Good. I never expected that a Crown Prince, Our own son, would rather give up his position over such a trivial matter. How promising!"
"So you also know it's a minor matter? Calling me away from my home in the middle of the night, do you know how cold it is?" Fang Zhiyi retorted directly. "I've already said it anyway. Yes, I approved it, but it was after overall consideration. If the Emperor isn't satisfied, you can replace him anytime. Did you call me over specifically just to scold me?"
"You..."
"Me what? Imperial Father, the Second Son and the Third Son are fighting each other, and you scold me? Is there any justice left?" Fang Zhiyi angrily crossed his arms. "I'm not doing this thankless job anymore. Whoever wants to do it can do it."
"Good, good, good..." The old emperor was furious. "Then get out of here! You don't need to be the Crown Prince anymore! You don't need to oversee the state either!"
Fang Zhiyi stood up immediately. "Thank you for your grace, Imperial Father!" Seeing that he was about to take the quilt with him, the old eunuch became anxious: "Your Highness, this..."
"Give it to him! Worthless thing!" The emperor roared.
Fang Zhiyi strode away as if he hadn't heard a thing.
"He actually didn't chop off my head? This old man must have something wrong with his brain," Fang Zhiyi muttered. As the cold wind blew, he felt his bones shivering. After a thought, he suddenly turned around and ran back. The emperor thought he had figured things out and was about to mock him a bit, but under the emperor's shocked gaze, Fang Zhiyi pulled a woolen blanket from behind him and draped it over his own shoulders.
"Oh, pure fur, high-end stuff. Dad, lend this to me."
"Your Highness, this is highly disrespectful!" The old eunuch, Zhang Dafu, finally couldn't hold back and grabbed a corner of the fur blanket.
"Sigh, if I'm not the Crown Prince, then I'm not. He's still my dad, right? What kind of dad would watch his son freeze to death? Give it here!" Fang Zhiyi snatched the blanket back, then turned to leave. After taking two steps, he remembered to turn back and give the old emperor a bow.
The old emperor just watched him disappear through the doorway.
"Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince is physically weak, please do not hold it against him. Perhaps he is just not in a good mood today..."
The old emperor snorted. "Didn't you hear? He's not being the Crown Prince anymore!" He paused, but then suddenly burst into laughter. "At least he still knows We are his dad. It's strange today, this cowardly thing actually dared to blame his own old man."
Zhang Dafu looked at the old emperor in bewilderment. Logically, the emperor should be flying into a rage. What was this...
"Send someone to the Crown Prince's estate and tell him to reflect on his mistakes behind closed doors! Uh... reflect for one day."
Zhang Dafu silently grumbled in his heart: How is this reflecting for a day? If you want to let him rest, just say rest...
The old emperor sighed, narrowing his eyes as he tapped on the desk. "The Second Son and the Third Son..."
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