King Qin walked out of the Ancestral Temple.

The officials waiting outside didn't even see the official from the Ministry of Rites, and couldn't help but be furious.

How dare this guy slack off?

Then the official came out with a pale face.

The next step is to offer sacrifices to Sheji, and then go to the palace to ascend the throne.

"Go to the tower."

The emperor took the lead towards the tower.

Although they had known for a long time that they would be enthroned on the city tower today, the officials still had dark faces...

Emperors of all dynasties have ascended the throne in magnificent palaces and received worship from their ministers.

The atmosphere is very intense.

On the tower...

There are people outside!

King Qin slowly walked up the steps step by step.

He walked very calmly, turning his eyes to look at the sergeants standing solemnly on both sides, and nodded slightly.

Those sergeants did not expect to be praised by King Qin, so they could not help but stand straighter and straighter, their faces turning red.

Behind King Qin were his ministers.

When King Qin walked to the top of the city, the sun just enveloped the imperial city.

Viewed from Zhuque Street, the entire imperial city is resplendent.

King Qin stepped forward, looked at the people, and waved.

When Yue Er saw the long-lost King of Qin, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He raised his hands and shouted: "Your Highness, a thousand years old!"

"Your Highness, Chitose!"

The people on Zhuque Street shouted.

King Qin smiled and nodded, then turned to look at the ministers.

"When an emperor ascends the throne, he should tell the world and all the people. What is this about hiding in the palace, playing mysteries, and playing tricks of being ordered by heaven? He wears the crown like a monkey!"

You have washed away all the emperors before you!

The officials were already numb.

King Qin looked up at the tower and said, "This place is great!"

He walked into the tower, turned around, and faced Zhuque Street.

The throne was behind him, but he didn't sit on it.

He just stood in the gatehouse for a few seconds.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites recited the procedures numbly.

"play music!"

The music starts.

The ministers stood in silence.

When the music ended, an official placed the jade seal on the eucalyptus table.

"Every official is in place!"

The officials came forward under the leadership of the etiquette officials.

"bow!"

All the officials bowed.

"bye!"

Hundreds of officials pay homage.

After four prayers, the list is read out.

This process is very cumbersome.

The people below the city could see the officials at the top of the city, and they couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, wanting to see King Qin in the tower.

At this time, all the officials bowed down again.

"Long live!"

This means that the enthronement ceremony has been completed.

"Long live your Majesty!"

Everyone around, including the musicians, were shouting.

"Long live your Majesty!"

The people on Zhuque Street also chanted.

Amidst the noise, a person slowly walked to the front of the city.

"It's Your Highness... No, it's Your Majesty!"

King Qin pressed his hands on the city head and looked at the people.

"These are my people."

The King of Qin mentioned his powerful inner spirit and said: "When emperors ascend the throne, they are mostly full of ambition, thinking that they can make all industries prosper, make the people full, and enable the dynasty to withstand external humiliation..."

Nian Xu, who had been brought into the imperial city, looked up and said in surprise: "Is he going to inform all the people about his strategy for governing the country?"

Nian Ziyue whispered: "Can't you?"

Nian Xu shook his head, "That's a discussion in the temple. How can we tell the people?"

This is the world of emperors, generals, scholar-bureaucrats, and common people, they are just tools.

"I hope not!" Nian Xu said.

"What a deviant!"

There are messengers behind him who are gloating about misfortune.

This statement elicited a burst of snickering.

Nian Ziyue looked up at King Qin, and saw that his back was straight, with an aura of overlooking the world.

Are you going to confront them?

“What is the foundation of a country?”

King Qin's voice spread far away under the influence of inner breath.

"Some people say that the foundation of a country lies in its scholar-bureaucrats."

This is said about the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

The emperor and the scholar-bureaucrats share the world.

"As a result, it was destroyed."

Nian Xu's old face turned red.

"Some people say he is an emperor. History is like reincarnation, with countless emperors walking around like a revolving lantern. You will sing and then he will appear. But what about the country? It is still rising and falling...one after another."

"So, what is the foundation of this world?"

King Qin seemed to be asking himself, "To answer this question, we must first know what the world is!"

"The world is the world of emperors. This is what we have known for many years. The world is the world of aristocratic families and powerful men. This is the knowledge of meat-eaters."

Liu Qing's face turned pale, "Your Majesty said this..."

In the crowd, Yang Xinxiang and Chun Yudian stood side by side.

"What does he want to do?" Yang Xinxiang's face turned pale.

"Who is it, facing the loess and plowing with the back to the sky?"

"Who is it that is working so hard to transport the goods?"

"Who is it, swinging a hammer and making utensils amidst the splashing fire?"

"Who is defending the country with swords and guns?"

"Who is imparting knowledge to all people and opening up their wisdom?"

King Qin pointed to the people in the city and said, "In my eyes, this world is composed of countless people. Scholars, farmers, industry and merchants are all indispensable!"

"Since the world is made up of all peoples, then for whom does the emperor govern?"

Chun Yudian felt a kind of joy rushing out of his heart, "He is..."
To be continued...