I, the prince, only want to be deposed.

Chapter 8 No Father, No King
Uncle, you are going to kill me!
Looking at the bamboo slips in front of him, Liu Ju couldn't help but groan in his heart.

The dilemma raised by Wei Qing was still comparable to the prisoner's dilemma.

If he really goes to control the flood, he will have to give it his all no matter what. After all, this matter concerns the livelihoods of hundreds of millions of people in Liangchu area in the lower reaches of the Yellow River, and it is definitely not something to be taken lightly.

But once the water control is successful.

Just as Wei Qing said, the people were praising him, and his position as the crown prince was becoming more and more stable, so his plan to become a full-level human could basically be declared a failure.

On one side are the livelihoods of tens of millions of people, and on the other side are his personal interests.

But in his heart he would never allow himself to cause trouble in this matter, and once he went there he would choose the former without hesitation.

This is like roasting him on the fire.

"Why, you have concerns?"

Seeing that Liu Ju looked embarrassed and was hesitant to move, Wei Qing frowned slightly.

"Uncle, you also know that I have lived in the deep palace since I was a child. I have never even seen a big river. How can I talk about flood control?"

Liu Ju said with a bitter face.

Wei Qing was not convinced and continued, "Don't worry if you don't know how to control floods. I can recommend someone with experience in flood control to accompany you. You just need to listen to their advice and take charge on the spot."

"That won't work, I'm afraid."

Liu Ju thought about it and shook his head.

"The river has been breaching for nearly twenty years. If my father had been determined to fix it, he would have done it long ago."

"But he believed the words of Tian Fen and the alchemists, and thought that the river bursting was God's will, and that using human power to forcibly block it might not be in line with God's will. Therefore, he has been relying on sacrifices and prayers in recent years to get the approval of God and stop the flood."

"This is the fundamental problem of the river flooding. If I can't change my father's mind, even if I write a petition now, he may not agree."

"So I think that we should put the matter of asking for permission to control the flood on hold. Even if we ask for permission, we should ask for permission from people who are truly capable."

"What I should do most now is to write a letter to him to make direct appeals, pointing out the mistakes he made back then, and making him understand... Uh uh uh!"

That’s just what I said.

Wei Qing had already pounced on him and choked him, tightly covering Liu Ju's mouth: "Prince, stop talking. If these words get out, it will be a big deal!"

"okokokok!"

It was not until Liu Ju nodded frantically that he loosened his grip a little, still in shock and speaking earnestly:
"Don't mention the past anymore. You just need to remember one thing: Your Majesty is never wrong. Even if you are wrong, it is the fault of those treacherous ministers who deceived your Majesty. It has nothing to do with Your Majesty."

"As for your request to control the flood, I have my own plans in mind."

"The great river flooded sixteen counties, and the people of Liang and Chu were in danger of losing their lives every day, causing the imperial court's tax revenue to decrease year after year. I have ordered people to collect the tax revenue situation in recent years and submit it to the emperor. Now, as long as you submit the petition, I will ask someone to mention this matter during the inner court meeting. Your Majesty will surely follow suit and this matter will be accomplished."

"Cough! Cough-cough-cough!"

Liu Ju coughed a few times before he caught his breath.

Mainly because of fear.

He knew that Wei Qing's move was just to stop him from talking nonsense, not to really attack him.

But even so, the murderous aura condensed from long battles on the battlefield on Wei Qing's body was still as real as ever. At the moment when Wei Qing pounced on him, Liu Ju even felt vaguely that he saw a revolving lantern.

"I won't harm you. Put the seal on it and take it with me when I leave. I will personally ask someone to present it to you to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Wei Qing pushed the bamboo slips on the table an inch closer to Liu Ju, and a hint of doting appeared in his eyes, which had restrained murderous intent.

Facing Wei Qing's gaze, Liu Ju's eyes gradually became firm, and he shook his head stubbornly: "Anyway, I won't go, I won't cover it."

"you!"

Wei Qing felt a tightness in his chest and stood up in a flash.

But the next moment, his face turned pale, and he staggered back several steps, holding his chest. He hit the pillar with a "bang" and his eyeballs began to slowly roll upwards.

……

In the end, Liu Ju still stamped the petition with his seal. He was really afraid of angering Wei Qing to death.

Although if Wei Qing was angered to death, he would have less support in the court, which would be more beneficial to his plan to become a full-level human.

But he would rather die than treat this national hero like this.

At the same time, he also knew:

Even if he did not stamp his seal, there would be no petition for permission.

If Wei Qing and Wei Zifu joined hands, they could easily accomplish this.

Now that the memorial has been taken away by Wei Qing, there is no point in thinking about it anymore. The most important thing is how to remedy the situation?

In fact, this matter is not without a remedy.

When Wei Qing choked him just now, didn’t he warn him that there were certain things he absolutely could not say?
This is enough to show how damaging those words were to Liu Che. Since he had obtained Wei Qing's real-name authentication, he had no choice but to say those words.

"Add another memorial..."

"How should I write it? Just write it according to the "Public Security Memorial", and focus on the fact that he has no father, no king, no country, and no home."

"After reading my uncle's memorial, Liu Che should be able to guess that this matter was the work of my uncle and my mother, and he should also be able to see the real purpose behind it. It only takes a moment for him to agree or not."

"But after reading my memorial, given Liu Che's stubborn character, it would be strange if he still agrees to my request and lets my uncle and mother fulfill their wishes... maybe in a fit of rage, my ultimate goal might be achieved directly."

……

In recent days, Liu Che was in a bad mood because of Liu Ju.

He was too lazy to review the memorials, and only listened to the reports from the inner court and eunuchs on important matters reported by the Secretariat.

But perhaps there is always hope after failure.

Soon something happened that swept away all the trouble in his heart.

According to a report from the governor of Hedong, someone had dug up a bronze tripod in the Hou Tu Temple, which he had previously established in Fenyin County to worship Hou Tu, and it would be sent to Chang'an soon.

Liu Che immediately summoned officials from the inner court and a group of alchemists to discuss the matter.

Everyone said that this was a precious tripod sent down by the goddess Hou Tu, proving that Your Majesty is in harmony with the virtue of Heaven and implying that Your Majesty has been destined to be king. Your Majesty should offer sacrifices with this precious tripod in the ancestral temple so that it will be in harmony with all kinds of auspicious signs.

As soon as this incident came out, Liu Che suddenly felt less sore in his waist and legs, and he even had the energy to read memorials.

At this time, Liu Che had already sat down in front of the desk, stretched his waist and prepared to start work.

However, he soon discovered three particularly special memorials.

It was because the other memorials were neatly piled together, while these three memorials were placed alone in front of the pile.

"Su Wen, what are these three memorials?"

Liu Che was somewhat puzzled and frowned as he looked at Su Wen who was standing beside him serving him.

Su Wen quickly explained: "Your Majesty, one of the three memorials came from the Queen, and two came from the Crown Prince."

When he heard the word "Crown Prince", Liu Che's face darkened slightly.

He didn't say anything more, but picked up the memorial handed over by Wei Zifu and started to look at it.

"The Queen has begun to arrange the marriage of that rebellious son..."

"That's right. That rebellious son has reached the age where, if he gets married and has children, his temper might become more stable. Speaking of which...his temper has suddenly changed in the past few days, and he doesn't know when to act. Maybe he is just holding back his rebelliousness."

Thinking about these in my mind.

Liu Che picked up the pen, dipped it in cinnabar, and drew a red circle behind the memorial.

Then he picked up the second memorial in turn.

(End of this chapter)