Zhou Yi gave Zhou Ping'an a glance and retorted,
"You whelp, fancy yourself as Emperor?"
"Father, who in the world does not covet the great throne?"
Zhou Ping'an, holding the position of a secretary in the imperial ministries and approaching his forties, had long since reached the realm of being well-versed and strategic, yet he dared not hide anything or be insincere in front of Zhou Yi.
This was an old monster who had lived through five dynasties!
Zhou Yi said somberly, "That unsightly place in the Imperial Palace, being an emperor is far less comfortable than being an official."
Zhou Ping'an kept silent, fully understanding the logic.
Before the Tang family was exterminated, the elders in the clan often said that no matter the Emperor's surname, the Tang family could always hold official positions.
"However, you are not entirely without opportunity," Zhou Yi added.