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

Chapter 801 I Agreed

Persuade him to come!

These two simple words are the most ardent dream in the heart of every minister who follows the heroic lord.

Only a moment later, all the hardships and challenges they had experienced before would turn into real achievements, helping them reach a higher level.

At this moment, inside the Fengtian Hall, all the civil and military officials were forcibly suppressing their excitement.

Only Khabarov looked bewildered, looking at the Oriental people around him who suddenly fell into a frenzy, completely unable to understand.

I don't know how long the silence lasted, but a fierce and bearded general stepped forward from the ranks of generals.

"Your Majesty, Wang Hu!"

"I implore Your Highness to follow the will of Heaven and ascend the throne of Emperor!"

Everyone looked at the person who spoke, and saw that it was Wang Hu, a senior soldier in the army.

Among the generals who came from the Criminal Camp, Wang Sanchun guarded the northern border, He Conglong governed Japan, and Wang Hu was the one with the longest seniority and the highest official position in Fengtian City.

His roar was like lighting a fuse.

All the ministers in the hall seemed to be awakened in an instant, and fell to their knees on the ground as if they had realized what was happening.

Everyone is scrambling to be the first, fearing they will fall behind:

"Your Highness, please consider the well-being of the people of the world and restore your throne as soon as possible!"

"A country cannot be without a ruler for a single day. Your Highness is the chosen one by Heaven and should be the Son of Heaven!"

"Your Highness, we implore you to inherit the throne and restore our country!"

The initial calls were somewhat chaotic, but under the leadership of important officials such as Huo Duanxiao and Zhuge Zhe, they quickly became unified.

Finally, they converged into a mighty wave of sound, resounding throughout the palace:

"Your Highness, I invite you to take the throne!"

"Your Highness, I invite you to ascend the throne as Emperor!!"

Hundreds of civil and military officials knelt on the ground, looking up at their king with burning eyes, their voices in unison.

Although Khabarov was confused, he saw that everyone in the hall had knelt down, and if he stood there stupidly, he would be too conspicuous.

He had no choice but to crawl on the ground in a panic, mumbling and imitating the syllables of the crowd, pretending that he was immersed in the same emotion.

Li Che silently looked down at the crowd of civil and military officials below the stage, his face still calm, no emotion visible.

Until the thunderous clamor for admission gradually subsided, the hall returned to silence.

Huo Duanxiao took a deep breath and spoke first, "Your Highness, why are you hesitating? The traitor Li Ming has usurped the throne and established himself, and the whole world is outraged!"

"Your Highness, you hold the late emperor's will and the imperial seal in your hands. You are the crown prince, the heir to the throne, and the continuation of the nation's prosperity. This is only natural!"

Zhuge Zhe immediately chimed in, his words more practically: "Your Highness wishes to sign a treaty with the Russian Empire, which concerns the state system."

"Only in the name of the Emperor of Daqing can we have an equal dialogue with the other side's empress, lay the foundation for lasting peace between the two countries, and demonstrate the majesty of our Celestial Empire!"

He paused, his tone turning serious. "What's more... Li Ming has already usurped the throne and seized the sacred artifact."

"If Your Highness continues to raise an army in the name of a vassal king, it will be contrary to the righteous cause and may disrupt the morale of the army and the people, giving people an excuse to criticize us!"

"Your Highness, please consider the overall situation and think twice!"

Li Che looked at the eager and anxious faces in the audience.

Suddenly, he chuckled.

The ministers were stunned and looked in the direction of the voice.

Li Che's face was no longer cold, but instead showed a warm smile.

He spoke slowly, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"I agree."

Zhuge Zhe subconsciously wanted to continue his persuasion: "Your Highness, please think twice... what... what?"

He raised his head suddenly, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

All the civil and military officials in the hall were stunned.

According to the rules since ancient times, even if the monarch knew the truth, he had to humbly decline the advice. After the ministers repeatedly pleaded with him, he had to at least make the so-called "three refusals and three declines" before finally accepting it "out of necessity".

This is in line with etiquette and seems legitimate.

Your Highness, you... agreed to it so immediately?

This directly disrupted the series of dramas that everyone had prepared!

Li Che looked at everyone's stunned expressions and smiled even more: "I said, I agree!"

It is true that refusing three times and declining three times is a tradition, and there are indeed complicated procedures for succeeding to the throne, but Li Che never cared about these superficial things.

In his opinion, strength is the greatest etiquette!

In fact, even if the ministers did not persuade him today, he would take the initiative to choose to become emperor before leading his troops into the pass.

Because only in this way can it conform to the law... and can be called a righteous army!

Li Che's situation is completely different from Zhu Di's.

When Zhu Di was campaigning to quell the rebellion, Emperor Jianwen had already been emperor for several years, and the legal system was in Jianwen's hands.

Therefore, Zhu Di could only act as a vassal king, raise the banner of "obeying the will of heaven to quell the rebellion" and "clearing the court of evil officials", and try to seize the throne from his nephew.

But Li Che was different at this moment. Although he was also living in a remote corner, he also wanted to go south and attack the imperial capital.

But he is the legitimate heir to the country, holding the imperial seal and Emperor Qing's will in his hands. Why is he still using the excuse of using chicken feathers to purge the emperor's side?

This world originally belonged to me. I just had to conquer the rebels and take it back.

The sage said: If the name is not right, the words will not be smooth, but my name is right and my words are right!

When the ministers saw Li Che agreed so readily, they were stunned for a moment.

Zhuge Zhe was the quickest to react and recover from his shock.

"Your Majesty! Zhuge Zhe! I pay my respects to His Majesty!"

"Long live your Majesty! Long live! Long live!"

The other ministers finally woke up from their dream and were overwhelmed by great ecstasy.

They all threw their heads to the ground and shouted with all their might:

"I will see you, Your Majesty!"

"Long live your Majesty! Long live! Long live!"

The sound almost blew off the roof of the Fengtian Hall.

The eunuch Huai En had been prepared for a long time. At this moment, he held high in both hands the imperial seal with the words "Mandated by Heaven, May You Live Long and Prosper" and respectfully placed it under the steps.

Li Che slowly stood up from the throne and walked to Huai En with steady steps.

He solemnly took the heavy jade seal with his left hand and placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

He glanced sharply at the ministers kneeling before him, and said in a deep and powerful voice:

"The destiny of heaven rests with me, and I shall shoulder the responsibility!"

"Yes, there is no two suns in the sky, and no two emperors among the people!"

"Now a traitor has seized the imperial capital, using a false name to mislead the people."

"Since I have inherited the throne in compliance with Heaven's will, I must carry out the great cause, wipe out the rebels, and stabilize the country!"

All the ministers responded in unison: "Your Majesty is wise!"

Li Che continued his orders, his instructions clear and logical: "The Ministry of Rites shall immediately begin preparations for the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, the ancestral temple, and the altar of the land."

"Draft an imperial edict to announce my accession to the throne and to decide on a new era name."

"All procedures must be solemn, but everything must be kept simple!"

"The coronation ceremony can also be postponed."

Li Che's gaze grew deep as he scanned each of the meritorious officials. "I will remember your hard work and contributions from the bottom of my heart, and I will never let you down!"

"But now the country is divided, the rebellion has not been quelled, and the imperial capital has fallen into enemy hands."

"I will hold a succession ceremony in the imperial capital!"

"At that time, I will share peace with you all, reward your meritorious officials, and enfeoff them!