Chapter 55 Chair (Medium)

"Your Majesty,." In an instant, Dingzhu, Wang Jianu and others exclaimed one by one.

Everyone had long discovered that since Tuhuan Timuer was addicted to the secret method of playing the butterfly, his mind was getting worse and worse, but he never expected that his emperor was so confused.

If you want to abdicate, what have you done long ago? Tens of thousands of people of the same clan died, and the entire Yuan Empire was also broken. You finally figured out that you wanted to abdicate to your son. Who should bear the responsibility for the many disasters caused by the calamity of father and son?

Indeed, you can become the Supreme Emperor and continue to live a life of lust and dream and die. But what should all the civil and military officials in the court do? They have followed your will in the past six months and killed the supporters of the prince. When the prince brings his troops back to inherit the throne, how could they have a way out?

No, the emperor must not abdicate. Almost in the next moment, several important officials of the humeral cord made the same decision and could no longer care about the conflict between them.

Not to mention that the absurd decision made by His Majesty when he was practicing lust. Even if he was conscious now, the civil and military officials could not allow him to give up on himself and not pass the throne to the prince. Everyone assisted him in resisting Zhu Tuhu. Even if he was defeated and captured, he would spend money to redeem himself and then be a rich man with peace of mind. If the prince Ayorshiredala comes back, at least half of them will die without a place to bury him.

"Your Majesty, why did you say this? The country is in danger. Your Majesty should cheer up and prepare for war. There is no way to passively escape and be distracted." On the scene, the left prime minister He Yi was the best and responded the fastest. He crossed the right prime minister Dingzhu who was shocked in three steps and two steps, and chased the latter's wrist.

"Your Majesty, the Left Prime Minister is very kind." Yue Kuocha'er rushed forward with two black green eyes and pulled Duhuan Timur's other arm hard. "I am willing to accept the punishment when I lose my etiquette before the king. But please ask Your Majesty to make a living for the people and not to give up the country."

"Your Majesty, the Heaven of Changsheng has given you the foundation of his ancestors. How can you retreat in the face of difficulty? It will bring shame to the ancestors of the Golden Family."

"Your Majesty, please do not abandon me. I am aware of my crime and I am willing to receive any punishment."

Dingzhu, Wang Jianu, Sang Geshuli and others finally responded and expressed their opinions loudly one after another.

But Tuhuan Timur turned a deaf ear to everyone's advice, just shed tears and kept shaking his head, "I don't do it anymore, I have done enough, whoever you like to give to this throne, I have been ruined by it over the years, I have had enough, and I will never sit on this broken bed again."

It seems that he has nothing in the world, but he actually has nothing. Anyone who knows Tuohuan Timur's experience every year is almost moved after hearing this. Yes, for the sake of a throne, he first lost his parents, and then forced his aunt and the first queen to death. Then he sent the relationship between the general and the eldest brother, who had been young, turned against each other and became enemies. Not long after, the most admired son and the most beloved concubine also rebelled and stabbed him hard in his heart.

No wonder he was addicted to the secret method of "Die'er", no wonder he suddenly had the intention to leave. Ordinary people have experienced so many hardships, and they have probably not died, and they have long become madman. However, the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, Tohwan Timur of the Borjijin family, had to continue to watch the rebels attacking their capital.

However, sympathy is sympathy, no one dared to let Tuhuan Timur get what he wished. Immediately, the right prime minister Dingzhu widened his eyes and shouted loudly, "This is a mess. Please forgive me for not following the imperial edict."

"This is a mess. Please forgive me for not following the order." He Yi and Yue Kuochaer looked at each other, both kneeled down, repeated in unison, grabbed the five fingers on Tuhuantemuer's wrist, but did not dare to relax at all.

"This is a mess. Please forgive me for not following the imperial edict." The remaining Wang family slaves, Sang Gesli, Tulu Timuer and others also came forward to dissuade them. Never at any moment, the civil and military officials of the Great Yuan Dynasty had such a neat and unified opinion.

"I don't do it anymore, I don't do it. I'll wait, I'll quickly draw an order for me, and call the crown prince back to ascend the throne for me. I, I allow him to bring troops back to Dadu and take as much as he wants." Faced with the joint "direct advice" of more than a dozen important officials of the humerus, Tuhuan Timur's response was still the same few words, I don't take this emperor anymore, whoever loves it, anyway, I have already said that I will pass the throne to the crown prince, and from now on I will give up.

"The Secretariat dares not obey the order." Prime Minister Dingzhu was so angry that his eyes turned black, and he gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"The Privy Council dared not obey the order." The left prime minister He Wei, Li Siqi, deputy envoy of Privy Councilor, Tulu Timur, deputy envoy of Shumi, bowed and disobeyed loudly.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for the fate of the Censorate from now on." Although the Wang family slave was a slander who only knows how to flatter, he also took the initiative and gritted his teeth to express his opinion.

The power structure of the Yuan Dynasty was imitated in the Song Dynasty and inherited from the Tang Dynasty. In the early days of its construction, it considered that the emperor issued orders randomly because of his impetuousness, and gave him a certain balance and restraint power to the Secretariat, the Secretariat and the Censorate. The three highest power institutions joined forces to dispel most of the imperial edicts, causing them to lose their effect, and completely become a piece of paper.

Tuohuan Timur has been the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty for so many years. Of course, he knew that Dingzhu and others had the power to join forces to refute his imperial edict. However, at this moment, his way of thinking could not be inferred by common sense. First, he looked blankly at the top of everyone's heads for a while, and then suddenly shook his head and laughed, "Is it true that you resist the imperial edict? So, you have long stopped taking me as the emperor seriously. Why should I not be left alone? Cui Chengshou came to draw the imperial edict for me, and then handed it to the national teacher, and asked him to send someone to Jining immediately."

In order to avoid excessive power and infringement of imperial power in the Secretariat, the original official structurers of the Yuan Dynasty also learned from the practices of the Tang and Song dynasties and retained the emperor's power to issue the imperial edict. Such decrees can be directly sent to the recipient without the consent of all officials and without the seals of the Secretariat. As for whether to accept the imperial edict or not, it depends on the personal decision of the recipient.

If he did not allow himself to ascend the throne, he would rebel and force the palace to force the palace. He could return to the capital to become the emperor. How could the prince Aiyushilidala refuse to obey the imperial edict? Even if Dingzhu and others thought with their toes, they could figure it out. When this imperial edict was passed on to Ji Ning, how would the prince and his team respond?

The easiest and most legitimate way to bring troops to Dadu City to "go to the national crisis together" was the easiest and most legitimate way. Before the Huaian army killed Dadu City, they crossed Feihu Ridge and rushed straight to Zijing Pass, holding the order given to him by Tuohuantemuer in their hands. The generals along the way had no reason to stop him. Once the prince entered Dadu City, should he "clear the king's side" first, or should he not blame him before and join forces with the defenders to fight against Zhu Chongjiu, it would be completely his own wish. At that time, no one could stop him at all.

Thinking of the ruthless purge of Prince Ayorishi and his team over the past six months, the civil and military officials were disobedient. However, none of them was the former prime minister Boyan, and no one was the former prime minister Yan Timur. He could not show the courage to force the emperor to admit his mistakes to him. He could only watch the eunuch Cui Chengshou step forward and pick up paper and pen, and help Huan Timur draft the edict word by word.

"Sir, I finally have a way to cure my heart disease." Just when everyone was in a dilemma, Daruhachi, the new deputy governor of the Privy Council, suddenly bit him and stepped forward to bow to the right prime minister.

"Heart sick," Dingzhu said Shen'er for a moment, and then responded with some suspicion, "You think Your Majesty is sick, indeed, Your Majesty must be sick. Come and go and pass on the imperial physician."

"Yes." The group of Qi Xue Ru who were stunned in the East Warehouse were pardoned and agreed to run out quickly.

They were all the nephews of nobles of the current dynasty, and they knew very well about the consequences of power struggle. If the prince returned to become the emperor, although their status was low, it would be difficult for them to be unaffected by the families behind them.

"Sir, this disease is strange. I am afraid the imperial physician will not be able to cure it. I will take the folk remedy from my hometown the fastest. I wonder if I can allow me to try it." Li Siqi did not want to wait any longer, shook his head and continued to urge him.

"This." Dingzhu hesitated and dragged his voice to the point of being the elder. The other important officials present were Mongolians, including Zuo Cheng He Wei. Although his names and surnames were all Han standards, his ancestors were also granted the Mongolian naturalization "for their merits". Only Li Siqi, although he held heavy troops, was a real Han man. It was really hard to rest assured to hand over the safety of Tuhuan Timur to him.

"Oh, what are you still hesitating at this time? What can you do? Just use it." The Censor Wang Jianu was much more anxious than Dingzhu. Seeing that the imperial edict was about to be finished, he stomped his feet and responded loudly.

"Get orders." Li Siqi, the deputy governor of the Privy Council, was waiting for his words. He did not care whether there was any affiliation between the two parties. He immediately bowed to take the order. Then, he suddenly picked up the golden gourd that Tuohuantemuer had thrown from the ground, and the wheel was about to rise. With a "puff", he broke the Cui Chengshou who was drafting the imperial edict.

"Save,,." Tuohuan Timur, who was determined to fight with the ministers, was frightened to death. He struggled to escape to the harem. However, his arms were held in the hands of He Wei and Yue Kuocha'er, and he had no time to pull them out. He staggered with the other two and fell into a rolling gourd in an instant.

"Save the Lord." The other civil servants were also frightened and hugged their heads, shouting to hide at the base of the wall. The generals lowered their heads to find the match-up with Li Siqi and were preparing to fight to the death with Li Siqi.

"Don't get me wrong. I am treating Your Majesty." Li Siqi looked down on their reaction. Before the Qaixue on duty rushed in, he knocked the pillar of the hall with golden gourd. With a "clang", the sound of the Dongnuan Pavilion was shaken. "Your Majesty, right prime minister, all the lords, I will impeach Eunuch Cui and collude with the national guru Jia Linzhen, and use magic to murder the emperor. Please allow Mo General to kill the traitor monk with you and clean up the harem for Your Majesty."

Note: Correction: In the previous section, "On the tenth day of the second month, Caozhou Prefect Zhao Liangchen sacrificed the city to the Huai bandits", it should be "On the tenth day of the second month, Gunzhou Prefect Zhao Liangchen sacrificed the city to the Huai bandits". I wrote a wrong word, which was several hundred miles apart. Sorry.
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