Do You Still Remember?

The king of Yijun stood there like a rock. He wasn't very intelligent. Speaking about people capable of government affairs, he was the worst among everyone present.

Everything Xie Lianzhen said was clear and logical, and he had nothing to say in response.

Right at this moment, Ding Qingqing sneered. "Young Master indeed talks fancily. One or two sagacious prime ministers – how easy would that be? We should be happy if we could get even one after three generations. Does Young Master think that choosing sagacious prime ministers is the same as choosing fruits in the market?"