This is also the reason for Emperor Yu's wrath.
He scolded them harshly.
"Ah, just wait and see."
Qin Hong sat on the chair and let out a long sigh.
He also agreed with Wu Ma's assessment in his heart.
...
Inside the Imperial Palace.
Emperor Yu sat on the dragon throne, with a piece of white paper on the dragon desk, bearing several names.
These people were all those they recommended.
"Has Your Majesty still not decided?"
An elder in a purple robe, head full of white hair, asked with a smile.
"Hehe, indeed. Does the National Preceptor have any suggestions?"
Emperor Yu looked at him, inquiring.
Their relationship was more like friends than sovereign and minister.
In the entire Great Yu, only the Great Yu National Preceptor could warrant such an attitude from Emperor Yu.
Because he had another identity, which was as Emperor Yu's teacher.
He was already his teacher when he was still a Prince.
