Upon hearing Zhao Feng's words.
Ying Zheng naturally understood.
Zhao Feng had already made some plans in his heart.
"What do you plan to do?"
"Father will cooperate with you."
"No matter who is involved, I'll leave it to you to handle," Ying Zheng said in a deep voice.
"What if it's the Emperor's son?" Zhao Feng smiled.
As the words fell.
Ying Zheng's expression changed slightly.
"Fusu wouldn't do it," Ying Zheng sighed.
"Fusu indeed wouldn't, but another one might," Zhao Feng smiled.
"Hu Hai?"
Ying Zheng was slightly surprised: "Would he dare to make a move against you?"
In Ying Zheng's opinion, Hu Hai was among his many sons the one without any outstanding qualities, and the reason he elevated him to the position of attending the court was to publicly have him contend with Fusu, thus allowing Zhao Feng to develop without obstacles.
And indeed, it was so.
In the court, supporters of Fusu and Hu Hai fought, while Zhao Feng quickly gained strength and momentum.
