In the Retired Emperor's sleeping quarters, the Retired Emperor was chatting and playing chess with Zhou Shuren. Glancing at his youngest son, who was serving tea and water, he suddenly spoke, "I won't be able to leave the palace anymore. I want Rongchuan to oversee the breeding greenhouses. What do you think?"
Zhou Shuren placed his chess piece down decisively, "I believe it's better to entrust this matter to the Emperor instead."
Breeding good crops is a monumental achievement, and once there are results, it's inappropriate for anyone to claim credit. It's not just a tricky situation but a deadly sign.
He understood the Retired Emperor's intentions—stabilizing Rongchuan's status with achievements. Yet, even if the Emperor accepts his brother, what if the Crown Prince ascends the throne? The future is unpredictable, as people change rapidly with time and circumstances.
The Retired Emperor raised his eyes, "I understand."
