Hence, the Emperor chose to nurture seventeen seeds, allowing them to grow into towering successors to the Prime Minister.
The seventeen people of Beiliang were these seventeen seeds.
"Why were we discovered?"
Zhou Li asked: "Was Ye Chong's death orchestrated by the Prime Minister?"
"Someone leaked your existence."
The Emperor sat on his chair, his thoughts reaching back far, his sigh exceptionally heavy, "I don't know which step went wrong, but you seventeen were noticed by the Prime Minister."
At first, the Prime Minister did very little, he didn't even pay attention to these seventeen people. In his eyes, this was just a wishful thinking of the Emperor; he didn't believe that these seventeen people would become his successors because he thought they couldn't grow to be comparable to him.
But he was wrong.
