"So what, as long as tax reductions are implemented, they will still accept us."
Prince Yan argued reasonably. He was, after all, a descendant of the Fu Family and could not stand idly by as the Siyou Empire was destroyed at the hands of Emperor Zhao, coming to an end with him.
Fu Yuesheng sighed, "Father, do you know that some things can be done and some things cannot? Emperor Zhao has lost the people's support. Our Fu Family is no longer any royal aristocracy, and now I don't want my child to become part of the royal family. Father, can you think of Chengen? He's just a child, knowing very little. If he truly learns to scheme and be wary of kin at such a young age, is this the kind of royal family we want?"
Prince Yan stared blankly at his son, without a word.
