Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

A few days later, Chu Ying led the caravan away from the Shenmu Kingdom.

Although the mission was completed this time, he did not relax at all. He sent someone to pass the news back early and asked Elder Xuanfeng to start arranging production.

"Boss Chu, where are we going next?" Li Hu asked.

When the power of the Datong sect grew.

The imperial palace of Western Shu had already fallen into chaos.

Ever since it was discovered that a senior craftsman in the workshop of the Daqian Dynasty was assassinated by people sent from Western Shu.

In anger, Qin Ming sent troops to attack Western Shu.

The emperor, prime minister and general died one after another.

Although it was not directly caused by Qin Ming, this situation also brought them great pressure.

The court of Western Shu was in chaos.

The once orderly court was now filled with quarrels and chaos.

This leaderless situation lasted for several days, and no one could come up with a solution.

"The Emperor has passed away! The Prime Minister and the General are gone too! What should we do?!"

When the court was in session that day, an old minister stood in the center of the court, his voice trembling and his face full of fear.

The court had already been in chaos, and when I entered it was like entering a noisy vegetable market.

"What else can we do? Choose a new emperor quickly! Otherwise, Daqian's army will invade and we will all be doomed!" Another general slammed the table in an impatient tone.

"Who to choose? The emperor has no children, and the royal family's direct line has long been cut off! Do we have to choose someone from the side branch?"

Someone asked a question.

This sentence made many people look stunned.

Royal bloodline emphasizes orthodoxy, and if one is chosen from a side branch, it may be criticized.

"Collateral branch? Wouldn't that break the rules?!"

Someone immediately objected.

"Rules? What time is it now? Are you still talking about rules?! If we don't choose someone, Xishu will be gone!"

The general roared.

There was a fierce argument in the court, with civil officials and military generals each holding their own opinions and no one able to convince anyone else.

Someone suggested that a prince with both virtue and ability be selected from the royal side branch to succeed the throne.

Some people insisted on following the ancestral system, selecting young heirs from the royal family and having ministers assist in governing the country.

But the problem is that the royal line of Western Shu has long since died out, and the remaining collateral branches are either too young or incompetent to handle this mess.

These methods all have drawbacks.

What's more, there are no people with sufficient status at the scene.

That is why no one can make the final decision.

Making the decision directly means taking responsibility. Once things go wrong, they may lose their jobs or even their lives.

Just when everyone was arguing and their faces were red.

An elderly civil official stood up, his voice hoarse but powerful.

"Everyone, listen to me."

"Western Shu is in imminent danger. Daqian's army may capture the capital at any time. We cannot afford to continue wasting time!"

"Do you have a good idea?"

"Although Prince Liu Qin of the South is from a side branch of the royal family, he is renowned for his virtue and is young and strong. If he succeeds to the throne, he might be able to stabilize the situation, negotiate with Daqian, and preserve the foundation of Western Shu."

As soon as these words were spoken, the court suddenly became quiet.

If someone takes the lead, they can naturally follow suit.

Everyone looked at each other, as if weighing the pros and cons.

"Southern King Liu Qin...is indeed a suitable candidate."

Someone murmured in agreement.

"But he is from a collateral branch after all. Will his succession to the throne cause dissatisfaction among the other princes?"

Someone started talking about the same old things again, but was quickly suppressed.

"Dissatisfied? Who would still want to argue about this now?! Daqian's army is almost reaching the capital!"

Several ministers snorted coldly, their tone filled with disdain.

After a heated debate, the ministers in the court finally reached a consensus and nominated King Liu Qin of the South to succeed the throne.

After they sent the invitation letter, King Liu Qin of the South was quickly summoned to the imperial capital.

Surrounded by the crowd, he ascended the throne of Western Shu.

Because it is a time to save a collapsing building, keep everything simple.

Without too many imperial edicts and complicated rituals, Liu Qin obtained the imperial seal smoothly.

He was wearing a dragon robe and a crown on his head, but there was no joy on his face.

He knew that what he took over was not a powerful empire, but a mess on the verge of collapse.

These people pushed him up so eagerly in order to solve the current big problem.

After learning about this, Liu Qin hastily held the coronation ceremony and immediately summoned important officials in the court to discuss countermeasures.

"Everyone, Xishu is now facing internal and external troubles, and the Daqian army is pressing forward. We must come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible, otherwise Xishu will be finished."

Liu Qin sat on the dragon throne, his tone heavy and his words earnest.

With a leader, order in the court was finally restored to some extent.

Many ministers took this opportunity to offer suggestions.

"Your Majesty, in my opinion, we should immediately send someone to Daqian to seek peace."

A civil official stood up, his tone respectful but with a hint of urgency.

They all witnessed the tragic death of the former Prime Minister Zhuge Yuheng.

Continuing to fight against Daqian would mean a dead end for them.

It would be better to surrender earlier. Anyway, Western Shu is not a wealthy place, and Daqian may not be willing to accept it.

Just pay a little silver and give some land to get over this matter.

"Ask for peace? Will Daqian agree? They are determined to destroy us!"

A general frowned.

This was Zhuge Yuheng's former follower, and he himself was also a radical.

"How can we know if we don't try? We can cede some land and pay some silver as compensation, perhaps we can buy a glimmer of hope."

Several more civil officials came out, all supporting the request for peace.

Liu Qin was promoted at this time, and he knew what he was needed to do.

After a moment of silence, he slowly nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll do as you say, but this time I'll go in person to ask for peace."

"Your Majesty, absolutely not! You are worth a fortune, how can you take this risk yourself?!"

Everyone tried to dissuade him.

After finally securing an emperor, there were few other candidates left in Western Shu.

If Liu Qin follows Liu Mian's old path and dies outside, they will really be helpless.

Liu Qin waved his hand with a firm tone.

"West Shu is in imminent danger. If I don't go, how can Daqian believe our sincerity?"

Seeing Liu Qin's firm attitude, everyone stopped talking.

After they sent the message to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming ordered Liu Chuang to lead the Huoziying troops to retreat back to the border area of ​​Western Shu and temporarily stopped the attack on them.

This also gave the entire Western Shu more time to breathe.

Qin Ming himself took the train and made an appointment with Liu Qin to meet at the military camp.

Two days later, Liu Qin, along with several trusted ministers, went to Daqian's military camp to seek peace.

In the Daqian military camp, Qin Ming sat in the main tent, listening to his subordinates' reports.

"Your Majesty, the new Emperor of Western Shu, Liu Qin, has come in person, requesting peace."

A general quickly ran in from outside and spoke to Qin Ming respectfully.