We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

The officials openly forced the emperor to abdicate, their voices getting louder and louder.

Until the soldiers in the rear joined in the shouting, tens of thousands of people shouted the same words in unison, and the sound seemed to shake the sky.

On the other hand, Emperor Qing was only accompanied by eight hundred Jinyiwei.

No matter how brave the Jinyiwei were, facing enemies that were dozens of times larger than themselves, their hands and feet would become numb, and they could only hold on with the strength in their hearts.

Li Lin and Ren Kuan held swords in their hands and glared at him.

Huo Duanxiao remained silent.

Li Che pursed his lips and swept his cold eyes across the faces of several ministers in the front row.

"hehe."

Emperor Qing did not get angry but laughed instead. His cloudy eyes looked over the crowd and fell on Li Huan.

"Crown Prince," he said, his voice surprisingly gentle. "All the ministers think I should give up the throne to you. What do you think?"

Li Huan was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his lips quivered, and he couldn't utter a word.

He subconsciously wanted to step back, but before he could even move his heels, several officials from aristocratic families held him tightly against his back.

Qin Huizhi took the opportunity to move forward and whispered to Li Huan, "Your Highness, things have come to this point. You can't retreat even if you want to!"

Li Huan trembled suddenly.

He had already boarded the carriage of the aristocratic family and was driving in the opposite direction of Emperor Qing.

If you still want to get off now, you will end up torn to pieces.

With no way to retreat, he steeled himself and took half a step forward.

But his voice was still trembling: "Son...Son..."

"Louder!" Emperor Qing shouted angrily, his voice like thunder, without a trace of weakness or terminal illness. "I, the Crown Prince of Daqing, am I actually mute?!"

This roar came with supreme power.

Li Huan felt his legs go limp and his mouth opened and closed in vain, like a fish out of water, unable to make any sound.

Not only him, but many officials from aristocratic families in the audience were also frightened by the sudden anger of the emperor, and their hands and feet went numb and they dared not look up.

Emperor Qing stopped looking at him and slowly swept his gaze over the silent ministers below the stage.

"I know what you are here for."

Most of the officials bowed their heads deeply, but Zhai Yan raised his head and met Emperor Qing's eyes.

He was a pure frontier military general, a typical opportunist, and had little respect for the imperial power.

Leading a large army here is like taking a frontier attack, and there is no way to retreat.

Emperor Qing exhaled slowly and said calmly, "As you all think, I know my time is running out, but the country cannot be without a ruler for even a day."

He turned his head slightly and raised a finger to Huang Jin beside him.

"Huang Jin, issue the decree."

Huang Jin bowed and accepted the order, his face calm.

He took three steady steps forward and stood in front of the dragon throne.

He took out a roll of bright yellow silk from his sleeve, held it steadily with both hands, and slowly unfolded it.

"Your Majesty's will—"

He gathered his strength and his sharp voice tore through the heavy air.

Just four words made everyone present tremble in their hearts.

"The emperor is destined to be carried by heaven, and the edict says:"

"I have been on the throne for seventeen years and am over fifty years old. This is all thanks to the blessings of Heaven and Earth and our ancestors, not my own lack of virtue.

Destiny has its destination and life span is fixed, which cannot be forced by human power.

I have been reading classics and history since I was young, and have a basic understanding of how to govern chaos.

When I grow up, I will take up my three-foot sword, ride on my horse, and be lucky enough to rule the world..."

The first paragraph is Emperor Qing’s summary of his life.

Li Che listened quietly, and the traitors in front of him did not move.

This is the last monologue of a monarch throughout the ages, an echo that will be remembered in the long river of history.

No matter how brave they were, they would not dare to attack Emperor Qing at this time.

There were tens of thousands of people present. If the news of regicide got out, every one of these people would be infamous for eternity.

Therefore, at this moment, there was an unusual silence in front of the hall, with only Huang Jin's voice echoing.

“However, although the four seas are at peace now, the people are still not well-off; there are powerful enemies surrounding us from without, and treacherous ministers within.

The position of crown prince is related to the foundation of the country and must be handled with extreme caution.

My seventh son Huan was once appointed Crown Prince. I hoped that he would cultivate virtue, behave prudently, restrain himself and return to propriety.

However, he has been coveting the sacred artifacts, secretly forming cliques, and secretly raising soldiers. His actions are mostly outrageous and rebellious, repeatedly failing to behave like a ruler and deeply disappointing my expectations.

How can we entrust him with important treasures of the country?

He will be demoted to a commoner and imprisoned to reflect on his mistakes."

Li Huan suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of confusion.

It's useless... I'm useless now?!

He looked at Emperor Qing sitting on the dragon throne blankly and helplessly, but the latter just remained seated, looking at him with empty eyes, as if he was looking at air.

"I have heard that the founder of a state establishes the country with military force, and the successor maintains the state with civility.

However, the current situation cannot be called a peaceful one, and the country should be continued by a heir who is resolute, wise, decisive, and full of martial virtues."

Huang Jin didn't need to say anything more, as the ministers already knew the rest of the edict.

Led by Qin Huizhi, a group of officials from aristocratic families could not help but raise their heads with clenched fists, their eyes filled with a desperate and crazy look.

Huang Jin must not be allowed to say the next words!

"Sixth Prince..."

Huang Jin had just opened his mouth when Qin Huizhi suddenly interrupted with a roar: "I have objections!"

"The Crown Prince has done nothing wrong. How can you depose him so casually and shake the foundation of the country? Your Majesty, please think twice!"

The officials, as if they had grasped a life-saving straw, all rushed forward and shouted:

"I hope Your Majesty will reconsider!"

"Your Majesty, please take back your order!"

"The Crown Prince cannot be deposed!"

No matter how loud Huang Jin's voice was, it couldn't drown out the roar of so many people. He couldn't help but look at Emperor Qing standing beside him.

Emperor Qing seemed to have heard nothing and continued to gaze calmly into the distance.

There... is the direction where the fireworks are exploding.

Huang Jin seemed to have thought of something, his eyes instantly turned red, and he looked at Li Che in confusion.

Li Che's heart skipped a beat, and he leaned forward with his sword, probing under Emperor Qing's nose...

Then, it froze in place.

"Sixth brother, father..."

Li Lin looked at Li Che in disbelief.

Li Che didn't say anything, just gently put down his hand.

Then he took two steps back and landed heavily on his knees.

"Farewell, Father."

Li Lin could hardly believe his ears. He looked at Emperor Qing who was sitting on the dragon throne.

His face was serene, his majestic eyes were still open, and his imperial majesty was still there.

Li Lin felt a lump in his throat, tears streaming down his face, and he fell to the ground.

"Father!"

Huang Jin saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, and tried hard to hold back his tears, almost shouting:

"The Sixth Prince, Wang Che, is a man of noble character, closely resembling me, and possesses both civil and military skills, capable of great responsibilities.

He will surely be able to inherit the throne and stabilize the world.

You will succeed me as the emperor!

You, the ministers of the imperial court and the princes of the four seas, should serve the new emperor as you would serve me myself and assist him with all your heart.

Anyone who disobeys will be attacked by the whole world!"

The ministers outside the palace were still shouting. Perhaps they didn’t see what was happening on Emperor Qing’s side, or perhaps they saw it... but just pretended not to see it.

Only Du Fuchen shook slightly, his eyes filled with unbearable soreness, and his body became even more hunched.

The last part of the will that Huang Jin read out was drowned out by the noise of the crowd, and only Li Che and others around him heard it.

"I sent this decree in March to all prefectures, counties and districts in Daqing, secretly disseminating it to my confidants.

When I ride the dragon to the throne, this decree will be announced to the world!"

“I hereby order—!”

After Huang Jin finished reading, he raised the will high with both hands.

Tears welled up in my eyes:

"The mountain collapsed!"

"Farewell to our Emperor!!!"