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Even if it was just a hint of murderous intent, it was not something these ant-like trash could resist.

Soon, all the civil and military officials present knelt on the ground and submitted to the emperor.

Although he might not be willing to surrender in his heart, his body had already kneeled on the ground involuntarily, taking the lead in expressing his submission.

There are hundreds of ministers among them, including a powerful prime minister and generals who command large troops. They are in high positions and have great power on a daily basis, and a word from them can shock the Ming Dynasty.

But today, in front of Su Liu, they can only be as humble as ants.

Among all the ministers, only Fang Shouren still stood there, struggling to support his shaky body and refusing to fall down easily.

But this was just a desperate resistance. Anyone could see that the world-famous Confucian semi-saint Mr. Fang had reached the end of his strength.

Now it seemed that he only needed a gust of wind to be blown to the ground.

But the white-haired old scholar still clenched his teeth, his eyes were extremely firm, and he didn't seem to be weak at all. He looked at Su Liu seriously and shouted with all his strength:

"Please calm down your anger for a moment. I, an old man, only have one last question for you!"

The Ninth Princess bit her lip lightly, mustered up her courage, pulled Su Liu's clothes, and begged:

"Sir, please don't be angry, okay?"

Su Liu looked indifferent and didn't say anything.

But looking at the staggering old man and the pleading Ah Jiu, he finally snorted coldly and dispersed the real dragon pressure emanating from his body. This was considered as the end of his magical power.

"What are you asking?"

"Cough cough..."

Fang Shouren coughed violently a few times, then looked at Su Liu seriously and said in a deep voice:

"As Your Excellency wishes... we can make the Ninth Princess the Emperor."

"But what will happen next? After the Ninth Princess becomes the Emperor, what role will you play in the Ming Dynasty? Is the Ninth Princess just a puppet controlled by you?"

Chapter 601 Who rules the Ming Dynasty today?

Fang Shouren's questioning was sonorous and powerful, as clear as the collision of metal and iron, and it suddenly echoed in the Golden Palace and could not fade away for a long time.

The already tense atmosphere became even more solemn.

All the civil and military officials present were horrified, their faces darkened, and they were trembling like chaff. Some were even so frightened that they nearly peed their pants. They wished they could rush up and cover Master Fang's mouth.

What are you doing, old man?

Isn't this seeking death?

Even Shao Siming, who was serving behind Su Liu, couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, surprised by the old man's audacity.

As a disciple who had accompanied Su Liu for a long time, Shao Siming knew his master's temper very well.

Absolutely unruly and fiery.

He is not the kind of person who respects the elderly and loves the young.

Although he took great care of the Xuanzhen sect members, to his enemies, he was the most terrifying nightmare.

How dare this old fellow come and question what you have done?

Su Liu was unmoved, his handsome face was expressionless as if it were an ice sculpture, he looked at Fang Shouren indifferently and said calmly:

"Who do you think you are?"

"Why should I explain to you what I have done in my life?"

Hearing this, Fang Shouren was not angry, but tried to straighten his chest, hold his head high, and spoke in a clear voice, word by word:

"As the head of the current dynasty's university scholars, I serve the emperor and protect the people. Even if I die without a burial place, I must ask this question on behalf of the people of the world."

"Who will rule the world in the Ming Dynasty from now on?"

He could agree that the Ninth Princess could inherit the throne as a woman, but he could never allow the emperor of the Ming Dynasty to become a puppet at the mercy of others.

For this, he was even willing to risk his life.

Looking at Master Fang, who looked determined and even ready to die, Su Liu suddenly smiled and shook his head, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, and said with a half-smile:

"Old man, I think you have become stupid from reading too much."

As soon as these words were spoken, the ministers present couldn't help but feel a little angry, clenched their fists, and their faces were full of humiliation.

This is nothing short of an undisguised humiliation.

But the next moment, Su Liu's words stunned everyone present.

"Do you think the position of emperor is really that great?"

This sentence is really unbelievable.

To common people, and even the vast majority of people in the martial arts world, the emperor is the supreme being.

Even such heroes as Lu Xiaofeng, Chu Liuxiang and Li Xunhuan could not help but feel respect when dealing with the emperor.

After all, in the eyes of secular people, the emperor is the son of God, who follows the will of heaven and rules the people.

But for Su Liu, who has already touched the realm of immortals and demons, the emperor in the mortal world is nothing more than a weak and pitiful creature.

If he wanted to, he could even kill any emperor of the five dynasties in the world overnight.

Even the first emperor of the Qin Empire, which had the most powerful national power, was no exception.

Su Liu ignored the shocked and even incredulous looks of the people present. He still stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent, as if he was explaining a very simple matter, and said with a half-smile:

"He is just a secular emperor, not worthy of my attention."

"Don't worry, I have no interest in your tricks, and I won't ask anything about them. Everything in Ming Dynasty is decided by Jiu himself."

Chapter 602: Is it difficult to rule the world?

Su Liu's words may sound shocking at first, but when the ministers and officials present calmed down and thought about it carefully, they realized that it was indeed true.

Imperial power is indeed the pinnacle of secular power.

But in front of this man who seemed like a god or devil, it was indeed just like that.

With his means of destroying the world and being comparable to a million-man army, he has almost all the power, money and beauty in the world within his reach.

Don’t you see, Xiang Yutian is called the Evil Emperor by the world because of his invincible martial arts, and his power is no less than that of an emperor.

If Su Liu was willing, it would not be difficult to integrate the five dynasties, completely unify them, and rule the world.

But what he seeks is the supreme path to immortality.

The position of emperor is indeed not worthy of his attention.

After hearing Su Liu's words, Fang Shouren and the civil and military officials present fell into deep silence. After a long time, Master Fang sighed, bowed to Su Liu, and said sincerely:

"I am judging others by my own standards."

"I hope you can forgive me, Taoist Priest."

Seeing this scene, the ministers present couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Mr. Shouren had a high status and was stubborn and old-fashioned in character. He was famous for his outspoken advice. During his career of serving three generations of emperors, he gave outspoken advice many times and angered the emperors several times, but he never bowed his head.

This is the true character of a scholar.

This is also the reason why he is admired by his ministers and Confucian scholars all over the world.

But at this moment, in front of Su Liu, this half-saint of Confucianism finally bent down and sincerely admitted his mistake to Su Liu.

I have to say, this scene is really hard to imagine.

But what happened to Su Liu made people feel inexplicably harmonious, and there was no abrupt or incredible feeling.

After all, no matter how deep Mr. Shouren's cultivation is, he is just an ordinary mortal, but Su Liu has transcended the ordinary and reached a level almost like an immortal or a demon.

Mortals bow their heads and admit their mistakes to the gods.

This is not a shame, but an honor.

And so it is.

Among the enemies who angered Su Liu and aroused his murderous intent, perhaps Master Fang was the only one who survived intact.

The rest of the enemies had already been reduced to ashes and turned into a wisp of dust.

At this moment, looking at the old man who was bowing to him, Su Liu remained calm, just waved his sleeves and said lightly:

"Get up."

After these words came out, Fang Shouren subconsciously wanted to say something, but he found that his body seemed to be out of control and he stood up involuntarily.

Su Liu's words seemed like an order.

The slightest disobedience will not be tolerated.

Thinking of this, Fang Shouren couldn't help but shook his head, smiled bitterly in his heart, and said helplessly:

"It seems that this Taoist didn't use any real skills when he was competing with me just now. If he really wanted to kill me, I might not be able to withstand even one move from him..."

Fang Shouren sighed and felt a little desperate.

Forget it, just let him be.

No matter what, even if I practice hard for hundreds of years, there is no way I can be a match for this demon in white. Why should I keep standing firm?

However, the only thing worth celebrating is.

This kind of god-like character should at least not go back on his word, right?

Chapter 603: Ming Yaoguang Empress Zhu Yanyu

Finally, this farce in the Golden Palace came to an end with all the ministers kneeling on the ground and paying homage to the Ninth Princess.

The ninth princess, Zhu Yan'er, also officially became the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty under the worship of all the ministers. She only had to wait for an auspicious day to hold a ceremony to offer sacrifices to heaven and officially ascend the throne.

Today's grand drama concerning the succession of the throne did not result in bloodshed under Su Liu's strong suppression. Except for those few short-sighted ministers, no one died.

It's really a strange thing.

The root of all this is Su Liu's extraordinary martial arts power.

If Su Liu had not taken action today, the chaos would probably have been beyond everyone's imagination.

The ministers who could walk into the Golden Palace to attend court were naturally not fools.

They knew very well in their hearts that after experiencing the bloody disaster last night, getting the current result was a blessing in disguise.

With no other options, he could only kneel on the ground and pay respect to the Ninth Princess, shouting "Long live the Ninth Princess!", which could be considered as paying homage to the Emperor in advance.

Finally, accompanied by Su Liu, the Ninth Princess timidly accepted the worship of the ministers, gently waved her jade hand, and said a few words about her life.

This means the ceremony is complete and the outcome is decided.

After being established as the new emperor, the first order the Ninth Princess issued was to enthrone Su Liu as the supreme imperial tutor, whose power was almost greater than that of the prime minister.

He is not only second to the emperor, but also above everyone else. He is almost on par with the emperor.

Originally, the little princess even wanted to enthrone Su Liu as the King of Wuwei, and directly confer him a princely title, but Su Liu politely declined.

Today's big show was just something Su Liu did on a whim.

As for the so-called power and wealth, they are nothing but passing clouds in his eyes and he doesn't care about them at all.

Seeing that Su Liu was doing so well, the ministers led by Fang Shouren finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that this Taoist priest has truly comprehended the realm of immortals and gods, and doesn't care about worldly rights at all.

Afterwards, under the leadership of Fang Shouren, all the ministers bowed to Su Liu as a sign of respect for the imperial teacher who saved the Ming Dynasty.

Finally, amid the worship of all the ministers, Su Liu and the Ninth Princess stood side by side and announced the withdrawal of the court.

At this point, this most bizarre period in the history of the Ming Dynasty finally came to an end.

...

Half a month later.

Forbidden City, in the Imperial Garden.

Su Liu was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe embroidered with gold thread and was lying drunkenly on a soft couch among the flowers.

Beside him, two beautiful girls were serving him.

A slender hand is peeling the fruit.