The most romantic little emperor

At this moment, Qin Hao felt an indescribable trance in his heart, as if he was in a dream. He had never thought that the high and unreachable throne would be so close to him, so close that he could almost touch it.

He could clearly hear the sound of his own heartbeat, the powerful beating echoing in his ears, the excitement, excitement, and rush of blood surging in his heart, a feeling he had never experienced in both of his previous lives.

He gradually began to understand the magic of the throne, which was a powerful force that could destroy and overwhelm everything. It was like a huge whirlpool, attracting the attention and desires of countless people, making it irresistible.

Qin Hao had never thought about what it would feel like to sit on the throne and rule the world, but at this moment, an inexplicable illusion and sudden impulse quietly grew in his heart.

He was thinking at this moment that even if he could only sit on the supreme throne for a while, even if he knew that he might end up being torn to pieces, he could not resist the temptation and impulse to sit on it.

No wonder many people, who are at the end of their rope, have to ascend the throne to satisfy their desire!

No wonder "slowly becoming king" is an extremely rare and inhuman endurance!

No wonder countless heroes can't wait to become emperors everywhere!

Of course, there are many more people like this. Anyway, all kinds of people, countless people, all have the same desire! This is not due to people, but a special nature of it.

Qin Hao looked at everything in front of him and heard the greetings from all the civil and military officials in the court, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He looked at the ministers kneeling below and said slowly, "My dear ministers, please stand up."

All the ministers kowtowed to express their gratitude, and then they stood up in an orderly manner according to their official rank and lined up on both sides of the square in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

However, there was a man kneeling on the ground and refusing to get up. This man was Wei Zheng, the most loyal minister of Daxia. This veteran of two dynasties was about to become a veteran of three dynasties.

He was upright and selfless throughout his life, and dared to speak out and make suggestions. Almost no minister in the court could escape his sharp tongue. Even the two generations of emperors since the founding of Daxia had been scolded by him bluntly.

At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground with a firm expression, as if he was engaged in an invisible contest with the new king Qin Hao.

Seeing this, the commander of the imperial guards, Lu Yi, widened his eyes and reached for the hilt of the sword. He shouted, "How dare you! Wei Zheng, you are an important official in the court, how can you be so rude to the emperor? Please return to your position immediately!"

Wei Zheng heard this, but did not stand up immediately. He raised his head, looked directly at Lu Yi, and shouted: "Lu Yi, His Highness hasn't even spoken yet, how can you speak so arrogantly!"

Lu Yi was stunned by his shouting, his face changed slightly, and he wanted to refute, but found that he had nothing to say.

Qin Hao waved his hand, interrupting Lu Yi's words, and turned his gaze to Wei Zheng with a cold voice, saying: "Sir Wei, if you have anything to say, just say it. I am all ears."

Wei Zheng sensed the hostility in Qin Hao's tone, but he was not afraid. He knelt on the ground and said in a firm and powerful voice: "Your Highness, the death of the late emperor shocked the world. I am well aware of the importance of this matter and dare not slack off. I naturally believe that the emperor has passed the throne to you. However, state affairs are no child's play. I dare to ask you to take out the edict of succession and have someone read it out in public and announce it to the world, otherwise..."

"What else?"

Qin Hao's voice was filled with chilling coldness. He interrupted Wei Zheng's words with a sharp look in his eyes. "Are you going to accuse me of having an illegitimate position and being unable to convince the people?"

Wei Zheng's heart trembled, but he still insisted on his position. He kowtowed deeply again and said, "I dare not do that. Your Highness, please consider that people in the court and the country are in panic. I only ask you to show the Emperor Taizong's will and read it out in public to set things right. Otherwise, I will die to show my will, hit my head and die on the steps, and follow the Emperor Taizong."

Qin Hao frowned slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. He felt both admiration and helplessness for this stubborn and persistent old man.

Now, Wei Zheng actually dared to openly threaten me in front of all the civil and military officials in the court. This was simply outrageous! If I didn't teach him a lesson, where would my dignity be?

Qin Hao secretly decided in his heart that he must take this opportunity to give this stubborn old man a good beating.

So, he said in a cold tone: "Since you want to follow my father so much, then go ahead. I will make your reputation as 'Daxia's No. 1 Honest Minister' a reality, and let you be famous even in the underworld."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the square. The ministers whispered to each other, with looks of doubt and uncertainty on their faces.

They didn't expect Wei Zheng to dare to threaten death, and they didn't expect Qin Hao to say such decisive words. The situation at the scene seemed to be developing in an unpredictable direction.

Wei Zheng was stunned, his face instantly turned red. He really didn't expect that Qin Hao would play against the rules, which put him in a dilemma for a moment.

At this moment, he was conflicted. He wanted to rush to the stairs as promised and make himself famous, but he was afraid that he would really die because of it. After all, no one really wants to die, and he, Wei Zheng, is no exception.

"My dear Lord Wei, why don't you take action yet? Hurry up and hit it! I'm getting impatient waiting!" Qin Hao saw that he was a little hesitant and continued to encourage him.

Faced with Qin Hao's verbal provocation, Wei Zheng was unwilling but helpless. He knew that he had no way out and had to fulfill his promise.

He gritted his teeth, steeled his will, and slowly stood up. However, his legs were shaking like sieves, as if he had almost no strength left to walk.

He walked towards the stairs in front of Qin Hao step by step. Each step seemed extremely difficult, as if he was waiting for Qin Hao to suddenly change his mind, or waiting for someone to plead for him.

Qin Feng's heart tightened when he saw this, and he stepped forward and advised sincerely: "Brother, if you treat Lord Wei like this, it will chill the hearts of loyal ministers."

When the ministers saw Qin Feng step forward to stop it, many of them showed appreciation on their faces.

When Wei Zheng heard Qin Feng's voice, it was like a spring breeze blowing on his face. He immediately stopped, stood there, and looked at the Second Prince with gratitude.

However, Dong Sicheng's face darkened, and he cursed in his heart: "Qin Feng, you useless guy! How can you stand out now? You are so eager to show yourself, isn't it exposing your ambition? What's more, as a member of the royal family, you are so treacherous, aren't you a laughing stock to your brothers? If you do this, not only will you fail to win people's hearts, but everyone will look down on you!"