Daming: I really don’t want to be an emperor!

"Wenduan, wuwuwuwuwu, teacher, your posthumous name is Wenduan, did you hear that?"

"Teacher, you were only the Imperial College's chief academic officer when you were alive, but now you have been posthumously awarded the title of Minister of Rites and the title of Grand Master. Did you hear that? Woo woo woo woo."

"Lin Jijiu will live forever! The court is wise!"

A group of students from the Imperial College and their former students and officials shouted at each other.

Lin Han’s death was worth it!

"Kong Youde, the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, led the officials of the Hanlin Academy and the Imperial College to die for their admonitions. He was not afraid to forget his ancestors, betray his ancestors, and sacrifice his life for the sake of righteousness, laying the foundation for a prosperous era. His crimes are in this generation, but his achievements will last for generations. Kong Youde is posthumously awarded the title of Shangzhuguo and given the title of Taifu. The Ministry of Rites will arrange all funeral matters. All officials will go to pay their respects soon. A state funeral will be held for Shangzhuguo to commemorate his life's achievements. He will be posthumously named Wen Zhong! The Hanlin Academy, the Imperial College and other loyal officials who died for their admonitions are ordered to have their posthumous titles determined by the Cabinet and the Ministry of Rites, and all of them will be posthumously named and buried with great honor! The Ministry of Works is also ordered to carve a stele with a biography, with the characters in gold lacquer and the four characters "National Scholars Without Pairs" engraved on the top. The stele will be erected in Beijing, and the names of the thirty officials who died for their admonitions will be written on it, so that they will be revered for generations to come!"

The eunuch continued to add.

These words made the students who were crying loudly stop crying.

"My dear teacher, he was posthumously awarded the title of Grand General, and given the title of Grand Tutor, and given the posthumous title of Wen Zhong. Is he also going to be given a state funeral?"

"The court wants to carve a monument and write a biography for them? Is this true? The court praises our mentors as unparalleled talents?"

"Our teacher can have a posthumous title and be buried with great ceremony? Is that true?"

"A peerless scholar, what a peerless scholar! These four words are the greatest affirmation of the teacher's life-long achievements, woooo."

"Um... is it too late for me to die now? Can you add my name as well? I am also a loyal minister!"

"Damn, the atmosphere was originally quite sad, but you made me laugh with just one sentence."

Everyone was shocked by the court's generosity. It was such a generous gift and extremely respectable.

"I have already sent the body back to you. As for the rest of the follow-up matters, you just need to pay attention to the court announcements. I will go back and report first." After saying this, he took a group of eunuchs back to report.

“Wuwuwuwu, teacher, my unrivaled teacher, wuwuwuwu.”

"Teacher, don't worry. As your disciple, I will live up to your title of Supreme Pillar of the State and your posthumous title of Wen Zhong!"

"That's right! The teacher died for the Ming Dynasty and died for his country. We must not let down the teacher's reputation as a peerless national hero."

"We must pass on the spirit of the teacher's death! The teacher is gone, but we will inherit the teacher's spirit and pass it on from generation to generation!"

"My generation and future generations of scholars must take these thirty peerless national scholars as examples, carry forward the past and forge ahead, and dare to be the first in the world! We must live up to the heavens and the earth, live up to ourselves, and live up to the people!"

"Come on, let's put all the teachers into coffins!"

A group of students cried inconsolably and uncovered the white cloth covering his body with tears in their eyes.

When they saw his face in such a horrible state, everyone cried even harder. This showed how determined they were to die for their advice.

They cried with compassion and kowtowed continuously.

Many people had blood on their foreheads.

"Don't be sad, you should be proud of them. They died for their country. We are here to carry their coffins!"

One by one, men with big beards stood up. They were all friends of these people.

A group of students prepared the remains of their teacher and then carried him into the coffin. They were all dressed in mourning and many of them had swollen eyes from crying.

The students cried loudly and carried the coffin for their teacher personally.

"Teacher, I am here to take you home! Open the coffin!"

Everyone cried out in unison and lifted up the twenty or so coffins at the door one after another.

Students carried the coffin and old friends supported the spirit.

They left the palace gate in a mighty procession, with descendants of hundreds of families making way for them.

"Have a safe journey, everyone!"

Crowds of people were scattering white paper money, with white banners leading the way, and paper money scattered all over the ground. All the paper money in the city was here.

Hundreds of students carried the coffin, thousands of students scattered paper money, countless old friends supported the coffin. It was a grand scene, and countless people stopped to watch. This scene was rare in a century.

What were being carried were not corpses, but examples of those who dared to be the first in the world. These people who died for their advice truly lived up to the eight words of "speaking for the people and being loyal to the country."

"When the soul returns, the world will be at peace..."