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

On the first day of April, just after the hour of Yin, Fengtian City had already awakened.

The people took to the streets in groups of three or four, feeling that Fengtian City today was different from before.

There were many more soldiers armed with weapons and wearing armor patrolling the streets, and flags everywhere were fluttering in the wind, making the atmosphere more solemn and dignified.

An old man suddenly realized: "Hiss...Is His Highness going to ascend the throne today?"

The people around seemed to wake up from their dreams and immediately started discussing it more heatedly.

On the other side is the Fengwang Palace... no, it should be the Imperial Palace now.

The morning light was just beginning to appear, and the rays of light were just beginning to bloom, outlining the majestic outline of the imperial palace even more clearly.

The palace gates opened one after another, revealing a brand new scene inside the palace.

The long ceremonial procession had already stood solemnly on both sides, with flags waving and axes wielding fiercely.

The ceremonial guards were all dressed in specially made solemn uniforms, their armor was polished to a shine, and the red tassels on their helmets were like dancing flames.

The important officials of the central government of Fengtian State wore court robes according to their ranks and lined up on both sides of the steps in front of Fengtian Hall in a strict order of rank.

Everyone held their breath, their faces solemn.

In the vast square in front of the palace, the elite Fengtian Army soldiers in black armor and red robes stood in neat rows like sculptures, with spears and halberds like a forest.

In the middle of the crowd, a wide, bright red carpet was laid out from outside the palace gate all the way inside.

The red carpet passes through the square, crosses the Danbi, and finally extends to the depths of the Fengtian Hall.

The auspicious time has arrived!

The solemn and magnificent ritual music sounded, not the ordinary court music, but the "Music of Breaking the Formation with the King" that resounded throughout the north and symbolized supreme martial arts and glory!

The drum beats are as deep as thunder, the horn sounds desolately and reaches the sky, and the chimes and bells sound clear and stirring, together they play a magnificent and majestic prelude to the emperor.

Under the focus of countless eyes, the new master of the Daqing Empire appeared at the starting point of the red carpet.

Li Che wore a robe embroidered with patterns of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, dragons, and insects, symbolizing the virtue of the emperor.

She wore a crown with twelve tassels, and the pearl and jade tassels swayed gently, half-hiding the young yet majestic face behind it.

He walked forward step by step along the vermilion passage with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, his body as straight as a pine tree.

The looks from those around were filled with enthusiasm, awe, expectation, and relief.

Li Che passed through a group of loyal ministers and generals, always looking straight ahead, as if he had penetrated the numerous barriers of the palace and looked at the distant world.

Finally, he finished walking the long imperial road, stepped onto the high steps, and climbed step by step to the peak that symbolized the supreme power.

Civil and military officials followed closely behind, slowly ascending the stairs in order and entering the hall.

Soon, Li Che walked to the dragon throne placed at the highest point of the palace.

His footsteps paused for a moment, his eyes fell on the dragon throne, and he was lost in thought for a moment.

It has been several years since I traveled through time and space. I have experienced life and death, fighting and scheming, and finally reached this point.

From today on, he will no longer be the Prince of Feng, no longer be the General of Tiance, and certainly not the Sixth Prince who is marginalized in the imperial capital.

He is the emperor of the Daqing Empire!

He will hold the final say in life and death, and possess supreme power!

However, at this moment, Li Che did not feel any complacent pleasure of power.

Instead, a heavy sense of responsibility, like a mountain pressing down on my head, weighs on my heart.

The Daqing that he took over was not a good business at all.

The foundation of the aristocratic families is still there, there is another court in the imperial capital, and the Southern Army and the Southeastern Army are all tough opponents.

Looking around Daqing, only the north is temporarily safe.

Aren’t there powerful enemies surrounding us in southern Xinjiang, the Western Regions, and even overseas?

More importantly, the areas south of Daqing have been riddled with holes due to the corruption of the aristocratic families, and almost all the provincial governors come from the aristocratic families.

Destroying an old order is already extremely difficult, and rebuilding a completely new order is even more difficult.

But no matter how difficult it is, you must do it!

This is the path he has chosen, and it is also the mission that Li Che cannot shirk when he came to this world.

My ultimate dream has never been to become an emperor, but to make this nation greater and truly stand at the top of the world!

At Huai En's whispered reminder, Li Che collected his thoughts and slowly turned around.

With a flick of his robe sleeves, he sat on the dragon throne, the symbol of the supreme power in the world.

The moment he sat down, all the civil and military officials of the palace knelt on the ground like a tide.

All the ministers bowed their heads to the ground, and the roar of joy shook the palace:

"Your Majesty, I wish you a long and healthy life!"

"I wish the Daqing nation everlasting prosperity and may all the best be with you!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

The sound continued for a long time, echoing in the Fengtian Hall.

Li Che was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his hand: "Gentlemen, please stand up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The ministers bowed again, then stood up in order, with their hands hanging down.

Li Che sat firmly on the dragon throne, slowly scanning each of His Highness's ministers before speaking:

"The traitor usurped the throne, and the false dynasty stole the sacred artifacts, causing unrest in the world and the breakdown of moral principles. Every time I think of this, my heart aches and I can't sleep at night!"

His voice gradually rose: "The bandits are rampant within, the noble families are corrupting the land without, the people are suffering, and the mountains and rivers are tarnished!"

"I ascend the throne today, and I do not wish to talk about peace in the world and the people living in peace!"

Li Che stood straight, like a sword drawn from its sheath:

"If we want to clear the world and restore peace, we must first face these bloody wounds! Hiding the disease and avoiding treatment will only make it worse and more difficult to reverse!"

“As the saying goes, there is no two suns in the sky, and no two masters for the people!”

"The false emperor Li Ming must step down! The chaotic politics of the false dynasty must be eradicated! This is the top priority, and there is absolutely no room for compromise!"

This is the first thing Li Che will do after ascending the throne.

Quell the rebellion!

Unify the country!

"Your Majesty!" At this time, an old man stepped out from the ranks of civil officials.

The old man was Wen Zaiyin. He bowed and said:

"Your Majesty's holy heart is bright and your determination to make progress is something we admire."

"Well, I have something to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Li Che turned his gaze to him, and said in a slightly slower tone: "Wen Qing is the pillar of the country, but you can speak freely."

"Your Majesty," Wen Zaiyin said in a steady voice, "Although the false emperor is evil, his influence cannot be extinguished in an instant."

"In order to quell the war as quickly as possible and reduce casualties among the military and civilians, I believe that in addition to sending large-scale troops to the border, we can also use a policy of appeasement."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a lot of discussion in the hall.

Li Che did not interrupt, but gestured for Wen Zaiyin to continue.

"I believe it would be wise to dispatch an eloquent envoy, bearing Your Majesty's decree, to the four northern prefectures and the former territories of Qin and Jin, to explain the advantages and disadvantages and to proclaim Your Majesty's authority."

"After the northerners surrender, the royal army will unite and march to the Yangtze River, then send envoys to each prefecture and county."

"If we can make officials from all regions wake up and abandon their evil ways to join the good, we can bring the territories back without bloodshed."

"This way, we can not only weaken the pseudo-dynasty, but also demonstrate your majesty's benevolence. Isn't it better than just indiscriminate conquest?"

As he finished speaking, there was a brief silence in the hall.

The ministers all turned their eyes to the new emperor sitting on the dragon throne, waiting for his decision.

Li Che sat upright on the dragon throne, the tassels of his crown swaying slightly, but it could not cover the sharp light in his eyes.

He did not speak immediately, but turned his gaze to the ranks of civil officials.

"Where is Zhang Fan?"

Zhang Fan, who was already the Minister of Rites, heard the voice and immediately straightened his clothes, stepped out quickly, and bowed in response:

"Chen is here!"

Li Che said gently, "Did you hear clearly what Mr. Wen just said, my dear?"

Zhang Fan replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, I heard it clearly and took every word to heart."

Li Che nodded slightly and continued, "In the past, you were sent as an envoy to the Goryeo, Khitan, and Mohe tribes. You were very strategic and maneuverable, expanding the territory and securing the country without the use of a single soldier, and you made great contributions to the country."

"The country is now in great turmoil. The false emperor has seized the sacred artifact, and the world is in turmoil."

"I intend to send a capable minister south with imperial seals to announce my decree and persuade the civil and military officials of the four northern counties and the former Qin and Jin territories to return to the orthodox imperial court."

"This task concerns the overall strategic situation and can only be undertaken by someone with extraordinary courage and eloquence."

Li Che paused, then smiled and asked, "Are you willing to take on this mission again, go deep into dangerous areas, and achieve great feats for me and this new court?"

Zhang Fan felt a surge of blood rushing to his head when he heard this. His face flushed with excitement and his chest heaved violently.

Without hesitation, he lifted his robe and knelt on the ground:

"Your Majesty trusts me so much that I will not refuse even if it means death!"

"I am willing to go! I will do my utmost to spread Your Majesty's divine authority, clarify the principles of obedience and rebellion, and live up to Your Majesty's trust!"

Zhang Fan's mind was as clear as a mirror.

After His Majesty ascended the throne, the first edict issued was to me, which in itself is the supreme grace and trust!

What's more, the so-called four northern counties had secretly returned to Fengtian a few years ago and had close exchanges with it.

There is no need to persuade them to surrender, as that is His Majesty's base.

As for the lands of Qin and Jin, the King of Jin is now there, and they are also allies with Fengtian.

This mission may seem like an arduous task, but in fact the risk is extremely low, and it is a significant achievement in the book of merit!

At the beginning of his ascension to the throne, His Majesty rewarded himself with a stable and distinguished achievement.

How could he not shed tears of gratitude and swear allegiance until death?

Li Che looked at the excited Zhang Fan and nodded slowly: "Okay! I know your talent and courage very well, so this matter is settled."

"The Ministry of Rites will immediately prepare all necessary documents and personnel, and choose an auspicious day for the delegation to depart."

"Your Majesty, I obey your command! Thank you for your grace!" Zhang Fan saluted again and then excitedly returned to the train.

After arranging the mission, the gentle smile on Li Che's face gradually faded.

He slowly stood up from the dragon throne, and the atmosphere in the entire hall became even more solemn.

"I am willing to give my ministers who have been deceived by the traitor a chance, but..."

Li Che's voice rose, and his eyes turned cold:

"Too soft-hearted is to show weakness and only embolden the rebels!"

"The false dynasty has seized the imperial capital and divided the country. This is a national humiliation! The land of Daqing must be recaptured by our soldiers with swords and spears!"

He paused for a moment, then spoke without hesitation:

"I have made up my mind...I will lead the army in person!"

"I will personally lead the three armies southward to wipe out the rebels and clear the world!"

"We must crush the rebels with lightning speed, recover the old capital, and reclaim all lost territory!"

"God bless Daqing, we will win this battle!"