After a long day of hard work, Zhao Ji finally woke up. He felt his eyes go dark and bright, and the world was spinning. After finally coming to his senses, he saw a group of civil officials kneeling below. Zhao Ji sighed and said, "Bring me paper and pen."
"Your Majesty, you absolutely cannot do this. Your Majesty is in the prime of life, how can you make such a decision..." Cai You was not stupid. He panicked immediately when he saw the edict drafted by Zhao Ji.
The edict clearly stated that the throne would be passed to the Crown Prince. Since ancient times, the ascension of a new emperor had always brought about a change in the world. Cai Jing and his son, Huizong, had soared to power during their reign. If Zhao Huan ascended the throne, who knew what he would like? If he didn't like Cai Jing and his son, the new emperor could easily dismiss him with a single word.
"Your Majesty, the Jin Dynasty is invading, and its cavalry is approaching our Bian Jing. The only solution now is to abdicate to the crown prince, so as to shut the Jin people up and give them no reason to send troops." Before Cai You could finish his words, Li Gang interrupted him in the palace.
At this moment, Zhao Ji was already in a state of panic, so he had no intention of being the emperor. He was now eager to get rid of the burden of being the emperor.
"Convey my decree. Crown Prince Zhao Huan is brave, decisive, intelligent, and wise. Now that the Jin army is invading, he will take the throne as emperor effective immediately."
"Your Majesty!" The ministers below knelt on the ground.
"Father, Father! Are you in good health?" Zhao Huan rushed in from outside the hall, grabbed Zhao Ji's hand, looking sad and desperate.
This was not at all pretentious, as Zhao Ji always loved Zhao Huan dearly. Although he had considered deposing the crown prince, he still had some affection for Zhao Huan.
So at this moment, Zhao Huan was seven parts pretentious and three parts sincere, and his face was full of concern that was beyond words.
Zhao Ji took Zhao Huan's hand and said, "Huan'er, I am not feeling well. I have no interest in government affairs. Today, I pass the throne to you. I hope you will be diligent in your work, love the people, and be a sage ruler."
Zhao Huan's heart was pounding. Damn, this was too easy. How could I ascend the throne just like that?
This requires feigning. You can't let the world accuse you of coveting the throne. First, you must repeatedly decline. Then, despite the pleas of your ministers, you must feign reluctance. Finally, only with the utmost reluctance can you ascend the throne. It's like you're forcing me to be emperor because I don't want to. Life is a play; it all depends on my acting.
In fact, Zhao Huan wanted to refuse at first, but Zhao Ji wanted to add some special effects. Zhao Ji grabbed his hand and said, "Huan'er, the Jin soldiers are attacking. We have to make an exception. All the complicated procedures can be skipped. The coronation ceremony can be held after the Jin soldiers retreat."
"Your Majesty..." The ministers began to kneel again, looking reluctant.
When responsibility needs to be shirked, it must be completely shirked. So Zhao Ji was furious: "I am now the Supreme Emperor of Daojun. Anyone who calls me the Emperor again will be regarded as treason."
The implication is that you still want to put the blame on me, because the day the city falls is the end of the world. Didn't you hear Cai You say that if a person is captured by the Jin army, regardless of his status, men will be enslaved and women will be prostituted.
Zhao Ji has torn his face, so there is no need for the calf to pretend anymore. He who knows the current situation is a hero.
In troubled times, there are always those who can rise and fall. "Put on the dragon robe, the new emperor ascends the throne, all ministers, come to the court early!" It was the eunuch Cao Dongsheng who shouted these words.
The imperial robe had already been prepared by the imperial robes, and Zhao Huan's heart was pounding. "Dragon robe, once I put on the yellow robe, I'll be the emperor!"
The Shangyi official led Zhao Huan to the inner room to change clothes, and a group of ministers rushed to the main hall to wait for the morning court, humming and whispering.
Zhao Huan finished dressing and, led by the eunuch, arrived at the main hall in a grand procession. This dragon robe is so damn cool to wear, even more branded than Bannilu, you can't buy it with money, hehe.
The Dragon Throne, the highest symbol of imperial power, is now right before our eyes, within easy reach.
Zhao Huan, a failed coder, actually sat on the throne of the emperor. It was exciting to think about it.
Aren't your Jin soldiers invading? I'm organizing the defense of the capital right now. Are these carefully selected imperial guards just for fun? You'll have to pay for what you've done sooner or later.
"Long live our emperor, long live him, long live him!" All the ministers knelt down.
Zhao Huan was secretly delighted, but his face remained expressionless.
"Stand up!" Zhao Huan shouted in a loud voice.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"My dear ministers, the Jin army is approaching. I wonder if you have any good strategies for repelling the enemy?" Zhao Huan glanced at the ministers. Most of the ministers were old and virtuous, conservative and inflexible.
"Your Majesty, I think the Jin army is powerful. We should retreat from their edge and move the capital as soon as possible." The first person to jump out was Prime Minister Bai Shizhong.
"Oh, Lord Bai is absolutely right. But I don't know where to hide?" Zhao Huan raised the corner of his mouth with a barely perceptible sneer.
"Your Majesty, I think we should send envoys to the Jin camp to negotiate peace. The Jin people came south only to covet the wealth of the Song Dynasty. As long as we ask for gold, silver and girls, they will withdraw." Another person stood up.
"Li Yanbang, the Jin people are greedy. How much money do you have to satisfy the appetite of the golden dog?" Zhao Huan asked coldly.
Zhao Huan had originally wanted to listen to the advice of these foolish ministers, but now, after hearing what Li Bangyan said, he thought, "I'll never agree to this girl. She's mine." He couldn't help but question her angrily.
"Your Majesty. This old minister's name is Li Bangyan, not Li Yanbang."
Zhao Huan couldn't help but feel embarrassed. This was completely different from the majestic image of the emperor in TV dramas. Not only did he mispronounce the emperor's name, but it also looked like Li Bangyan wasn't very afraid of him.
Zhao Huan slammed the dragon throne and said, "I have spoken my word. If I say you are Li Yanbang, you must be called Li Yanbang. Come, drag me out and give me twenty lashes of the cane. If anyone else suggests ceding land, paying compensation, or giving me my sister, I will have his head!"
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