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

Kong Youde stood up and knelt down directly.

He knocked his head to the ground with a loud bang, and his head was immediately broken and bleeding. It was obvious how much force he used.

"Crazy, crazy, you are all crazy!"

"You incited public opinion, knocked on the palace gate to make a last-ditch appeal, and coerced the crown prince. You deserve to die!"

"You bunch of lunatics! Forcing the emperor to abdicate in the palace is a crime unforgivable! Someone, get them out now!"

"Yes! Golden Gourd Warrior, take them out!"

"They have forgotten their roots and betrayed their ancestors. Where are they? Why haven't they come yet? Get them out now!"

One after another, the civil service group stood up and spoke one after another, looking furious.

They are afraid.

They were afraid that Zhu Yunhuan would listen to their advice and destroy Confucianism.

By then, Confucianism will suddenly fall from the altar and will be torn to pieces by all other schools of thought!

"I am waiting for your death to make this appeal! Your Highness, please approve it!"

The twenty or so people behind Kong Youde spoke in unison, their voices like a loud bell, echoing throughout the Fengtian Hall.

Immediately afterwards, he kowtowed to the ground, with an expression as if he was ready to die bravely.

Feng Sheng's mouth twitched, and he said, "Don't break the floor tiles."

"Your Highness, please think twice and never agree to it!"

Someone immediately stood up to oppose it.

"Your Highness, we second the motion. Please reconsider it." A group of younger brothers stood up.

Zhu Yunhuan thought it made sense, "My dear ministers, they are making a death-defying appeal. If you want to oppose, shouldn't you also make a death-defying appeal?"

"Uh...this..."

The official who had just stood up to oppose was choked by Zhu Yunhuan's words.

Let us die for the remonstrance?

If we had the courage to die for our remonstrance, wouldn’t we have died in the Fengtian Hall long ago?

"Your Highness, I, Zhang Yongnian, am making a deathbed remonstrance. Please approve the request to burn books and bury scholars!" At this time, a lecturer stood up, obviously intending to be the first person to be killed today.

"No! Confucianism is the ancestor of saints. We read books of saints. How can we forget our ancestors? This matter is not allowed to be discussed anymore, and you are not allowed to advise us anymore." Zhu Yunhuan objected seriously.

Zhang Yongnian cupped his hands, "We, the ministers, do not want to forget our ancestors, but we want the people of the world to live in peace, and we want everyone in the Ming Dynasty to be like a dragon! We have prepared the coffin, and it is at the palace gate. If Your Highness does not agree today, we will die until Your Highness agrees!"

"Are you forcing me?" Zhu Yunhuan asked.

Zhang Yongnian replied, "I dare not! But if Your Highness does not agree, I will hit my head against the steps and die, and my blood will splatter all over Fengtian Palace!"

After saying that, Zhang Yongnian looked directly at the palace step that had been wiped dry of blood, and rushed forward with all his might, and bumped directly into it, crashing headfirst into the step.

He was instantly hit and covered in blood.

This collision touched the hearts of all the civil and military officials in the court.

Another death-defying remonstrance!

Two days ago, Lin Han, the chief academic officer of the Imperial College, died for his remonstrance. Today, so many people are also going to die for their remonstrance?

Not to mention the history since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, even if we go back 500 years, there has never been so many people killed in a sudden death of a protest.

This collision made Zhu Yunhuan's heart ache again.

The Ming Dynasty has lost another loyal minister.

"Your Highness, please approve my request!"

Immediately, another person stood up behind Kong Youde, rushed towards the palace steps, and hit his head against them and died.

The eunuchs and palace maids around were so frightened that they all lowered their heads and dared not look directly at him.

The collision caused his brain to burst and blood to splatter on the spot. He died heroically!

"Your servant Chu Yixin has already arranged all the funeral arrangements. The coffin is at the palace gate, and my children and grandchildren are already in mourning. I have lived forty-two years and have many children and grandchildren. I am content! But today, I want to live for the scholars of the world! I will die to advise the Ming Dynasty, and ask Your Highness to burn books and bury scholars, so that the Ming Dynasty can be revived!"

After saying that, another person stood up, rushed towards the palace step, and slammed into it with all his might, causing his head to be broken and bleeding. He died with his eyes open.

The group of military generals on the side also lowered their heads. Although they looked down on this group of poor and pedantic scholars, they also admired their courage to dare to die for their advice.

"Your servant Liu Wenqian has been reading books of sages since he was three years old. In the twelfth year of Hongwu, he passed the imperial examination and was able to take charge of education in the Imperial Academy. Over the past ten years, I have taught many students, and they all respect me as a great scholar. However, I cannot establish a mind for heaven and earth, a life for the people, a legacy for the saints, or a peace for the world. How can I be called a great scholar if I only talk about military affairs and ideals on paper? Now I have come to my senses, so I will die to advise the Ming Dynasty, just to make everyone in the Ming Dynasty like a dragon. In this way, my forty years of life will not be in vain. Your Highness, please approve my request!"