The main hall of Nanfeng Empire was filled with people.
"No, I object. Although Prince Nantian is the only direct descendant of our Nanfeng Empire, where has he been all these years?" A middle-aged man with a big belly in gorgeous clothes said angrily. He is the Nanfeng Empire's
Finance Minister Wang Meng.
"Yes, I object too. When the empire was in greatest danger, he abandoned us. Why can he take over the entire empire as soon as he comes back?" Another minister who stood at the top of his list also hurriedly agreed.
"I also agree. He is not qualified to stand here, let alone be our king!" Another minister responded.
Immediately, there was endless opposition at the scene.
A tall and thin old man standing opposite the fat minister smiled slightly, turned the ring on his hand, walked slowly to him, and said unhurriedly: "Master Wang, it doesn't matter if you object, this is
Do you want to resist His Majesty's decree, or can you find a more suitable candidate?"
The gentle words immediately received many responses. Those ministers who originally did not dare to speak out expressed their positions and retorted when the Prime Minister opened his mouth.
"That's right, there is no choice. The only direct line to the royal family of the Nanfeng Empire is His Highness the Prince. Do you want to seek to usurp the throne and take his place?" A frail middle-aged man was the first to respond.
His voice was also like that of the prime minister, but the meaning expressed by this light tone was extremely sharp.
Instead of these four words, the Finance Minister was speechless. His fat face had turned red. He raised a fat finger and said to the middle-aged man who spoke: "You...
You are so sarcastic, but you don’t have a direct line but a collateral line, don’t you? When did I say that I would replace you!"
"Huh, isn't the collateral line you're talking about the prince's son born to your sister? It won't be up to you to decide when the time comes!" It was the middle-aged man who spoke again.
As soon as he said these words, the scene immediately exploded.
Those headed by the Prime Minister all supported Prince Nantian's succession, while those headed by the Minister of Finance expressed their opposition.
Both sides had their own reasons. For this reason, a verbal quarrel gradually turned into a scolding war. Some generals were angry for a while, and there were signs of turning into a group fight.
In the main hall, Nan Tian was sitting on a luxurious chair in the main hall with a cup of tea in his hand, sipping it carefully. There were two young men standing beside him, sitting separately, it was Long Tian and Wuyou.
Nan Tian did not speak to such a chaotic scene, but just watched quietly. Seeing that the parties concerned were so leisurely, the two people on the side relaxed and watched the battle below.
The only calm people at the scene were these three people and the Prime Minister who was always there.
The two sides got tired of arguing like this, and then they noticed that the protagonist of the matter had not yet expressed his opinion, so they stopped arguing and looked at the top of the hall.
Noticing everyone's realization, Nan Tian smiled evilly and smiled: "Are you done arguing? Are you tired from playing? Do you want to take a break and continue?"
A gentle word, no one below dared to respond.
Seeing no one responded to him, Nan Tian just curled his lips with regret and said, "Weren't you all very good at speaking just now? Why are you all acting like mutes and not speaking?"
Another understatement, the ministers below were still speechless.
He put away his playful smile, and his originally lazy eyes became sharp, not angry or intimidating. He just glanced at them lightly, and everyone felt that they had been seen through.
Staring at the depressed Minister of Finance, Nan Tian said: "I will become the new emperor of the Nanfeng Empire. It is not a request, but an announcement. If any of you have any opinions, you can stand up. I have never thought about when we will need you to dictate the affairs of our royal family.
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Under his gaze, the Minister of Finance did not dare to raise any objections at this time even if he had any objections in his heart. He could only curse Nan Tian countless times in his heart.
"Your Majesty is wise, Xiao Han meets your Majesty!" The Prime Minister, who had not spoken until now, knelt down.
Immediately, the ministers standing on the Prime Minister's side also knelt down and saluted.
Only the ministers opposite them were still looking at the Finance Minister whose face was red and veins were popping out, and they didn't know what to do.
In the main hall, there was a trend of resistance. Half of them were kneeling and the other half were hesitant.
"Does Mr. Wang still have objections?" Nan Tian looked directly at Wang Meng's hesitant eyes.
Wang Meng glanced at the Prime Minister opposite and then at the hesitating people behind him, and finally knelt down unwillingly: "See your Majesty!"
Seeing that the Minister of Finance knelt down, the ministers behind him also knelt down in relief. You must know that if you stand in the wrong team at this time, the lives of the whole family will be implicated at every turn!
Just like that, the people below were already kneeling on the ground, and no discordant sound appeared again.
Nan Tian smiled faintly, his majesty as a king was unmistakable.
Looking at Nan Tian like this, both Long Tian and Wuyou felt very strange.
In Wuyou's eyes, Nantian is a gloomy-looking but very kind person. Just today she saw another side of him. She suddenly felt that she had never known him. He was supposed to be like that.
The person should be the one who stands at the top and strategizes.
Yes, in fact, Nan Tian has always been this kind of person. He has loved rights since he was a child and has also enjoyed the benefits they bring. Standing on a high place and overlooking the ministers, he feels that this is the real himself.
He has been familiar with conspiracy methods since he was a child. Anyone who has evil intentions towards him will never end well without his careful calculation.
Others could not see this, but his father saw it, so when he was ten years old, he overheard his father's words about letting him inherit the throne.
From that day on, he became naughty, unreasonable, and liked freedom, while his brother kept his duty, so in the end his father was disappointed with him and chose his brother.
Watching his brother climb to the highest place, he felt happier than climbing up there himself. He didn't want him and his brother to become strangers because of this.
Unexpectedly, the wheel of fortune is still on its original track, just a few years late. Whoever belongs will eventually belong to whom, and he has to take over from his brother to shoulder these responsibilities.
After his brother died last night, he was heartbroken. Thinking about his brother's final entrustment, he regained his strength and went to find the Prime Minister. He analyzed the situation to be careful and the pros and cons of letting the Finance Minister succeed. Every word was true.
Even the old fox-like Prime Minister was convinced by him.
For the prime minister, the stability of the country is the most important thing. In this prince who once ran away irresponsibly, he saw the hope of the empire again.
So he just smiled and said to him: "I'm old, you can do whatever you want! No matter what decision you make, I will support you with all my strength. I just hope that you can commit fewer crimes and give me back."
Steady south wind!"
Nan Tian believed deeply in what the old prime minister said, so today in the main hall, he did not panic, but came back with great force, announcing to the entire Nan Feng that he was back.
Lao Cheng was also very satisfied with Nan Tian's performance today. He thought that it would take some trouble for him to inherit the throne. Unexpectedly, he killed Wang Meng with such a thunderous force and caught Wang Meng off guard. He could only swallow his anger.
After today, his status has been confirmed. Even if Wang Meng is unwilling to give up, he will not be able to stir up any trouble.
The old prime minister looked at this young man. He seemed to have returned to the appearance of the late emperor decades ago, with the same calmness and decisiveness. He was even more comforted in his heart. It was indeed right to leave the empire in his hands!
"Everyone, get up. I hope you will attend the coronation ceremony on time tomorrow!" He left a sentence, and by the time everyone stood up, their new emperor had disappeared.