Douluo Continent: Five Thunders Shake the Drums, I am the Thunder Emperor!

Chapter 135 You've really done me a disservice by donning the yellow robe!

Tiandou City

When Sikong Zhen and others led the Tiandou Imperial Guards back, thousands of people who had spontaneously come to welcome them had already gathered outside the city gates.

Upon seeing the army's flags in the distance, a deafening cheer erupted from the crowd.

"Marquis Wu and Duke Zhenguo are back!"

"The Haotian Sect has been wiped out!"

"Long live the Heavenly Dou Empire! May it prosper forever!"

The people cheered excitedly, their faces beaming with heartfelt joy.

Many elderly people were so moved that they burst into tears and knelt down to kowtow.

An elderly man with white hair walked forward shakily and said loudly, "Lord Duke Zhenguo! You avenged His Majesty and eliminated the empire's greatest threat. Please accept my bow!"

Sikong Mingde quickly dismounted and helped the old man up, saying gently, "Old man, there's no need for this. This is my duty."

at this time,

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "The Duke of Zhenguo is both talented and virtuous, while His Highness Xue Beng is a dissolute and immoral young master. The throne should be sat on by the Duke of Zhenguo!"

This shout was like lighting a fuse, instantly triggering a thunderous and overwhelming response:

"May the Duke of Zhenguo ascend the throne!"

"The empire needs a wise ruler!"

"Please, Duke Zhenguo, declare yourself emperor!"

The sound waves grew louder and louder, shaking the entire Tiandou City.

In Tiandou City, Xue Beng's reputation was so bad that the people would rather have Sikong Mingde, the Duke of Zhenguo, become emperor than have Xue Beng take the throne.

It's different from the original work now.

Even avalanche didn't dare reveal that he had been pretending to be a playboy, for fear of being brutally murdered!
therefore,

In the eyes of the common people, Sikong Mingde taking the throne seemed to be the best option.

Sikong Zhen rode on his warhorse, his gaze sweeping over the bustling crowd.

He noticed several figures with unusual expressions mixed in with the crowd—those people were also shouting, but their eyes were unusually calm.

"Grandpa, someone is stirring things up," Sikong Zhen transmitted his voice.

Sikong Mingde nodded slightly: "It seems there are people who are even more anxious than we are."

Dugu Bo chuckled sinisterly, "Should I go and drag those rats out?"

"No need."

Yu Yuanzhen shook his head and chuckled, "It's a good opportunity to take advantage of the situation."

Sikong Zhen and the other two all had their own guesses. The people who had him instigated this were none other than certain ministers, or Prince Xuexing and Xue Beng.

……

Upon returning to the palace, Sikong Mingde immediately summoned all civil and military officials to discuss the matter.

Sikong Mingde stood before the dragon throne, exuding an aura of authority and power without anger.

Sikong Zhen, Yu Yuanzhen, and Dugu Bo stood on either side of him, looking down at the officials below.

Wherever his gaze fell, everyone bowed their heads!

Sikong Mingde said in a deep voice, "I am in charge of the government on behalf of the court. Everyone, please speak freely!"

In the main hall, the Minister of Rites was the first to step forward and said in a loud voice: "Your Excellency, now that the Haotian Sect has been destroyed and the Spirit Hall is eyeing us covetously, the Heavenly Battle cannot be without a ruler for even a day."

"The people's voices are so loud, we beg the Duke to consider the well-being of the people and ascend the throne as Emperor!"

The Minister of War followed closely behind.

“His Highness Xue Beng is a spoiled brat, while the Duke is highly respected and supported by the people. He is the most suitable candidate for the throne.”

"Be bold!"

Sikong Mingde immediately shouted, "Do you intend to condemn me to a place of disloyalty?"

As soon as this word comes out,
The two high-ranking officials below, the Minister of Rites and the Minister of War, immediately knelt down and bowed their heads, their expressions filled with fear and trepidation:
"We're innocent! We just don't want the Heavenly Dou Empire to decline, and we're worried about the fate of the nation!"

Sikong Mingde's gaze swept over the two ministers kneeling on the ground with lightning speed, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly froze. The civil and military officials fell silent, even their breathing became cautious.

After a moment, Sikong Mingde coldly snorted, "Get up. I know you are thinking of the country, but this matter must not be mentioned again!"

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

The two ministers, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, quickly rose and returned to their ranks.

however,
Just then, the Imperial Censor suddenly stepped forward and said loudly, "Your Excellency! This old minister dares to speak frankly, the Tiandou Empire is in a precarious situation, and only you can stabilize the court!"

"Avalanche is a mere upstart, utterly incapable of shouldering great responsibilities. If he is allowed to succeed to the throne, the nation may be doomed! I urge the Duke to reconsider!"

Upon hearing this, several other ministers echoed his sentiments.

"Please, Duke, reconsider!"

Sikong Zhen observed coldly and discovered that many of the ministers who spoke up were officials who had previously been on good terms with Prince Xuexing.

Sikong Mingde also noticed this, his expression remained unchanged, but a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.

Then, Sikong Mingde raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet and said in a deep voice, "This matter concerns the foundation of the nation and should not be discussed lightly."

but,
The ministers not only did not back down, but became even more agitated.

The Imperial Censor stepped forward, took out a golden dragon robe from his sleeve, presented it with both hands, and said loudly, "Your Excellency, the Duke! The people of Tiandou are eagerly awaiting your arrival, and the officials here can attest to your sincerity!"

"This is destiny, and it cannot be defied!"

After saying this, the Imperial Censor and several other ministers stepped forward and draped the dragon robe over Sikong Mingde.

In an instant,
The hall was silent, and all eyes were focused on the dragon robe.

Sikong Mingde looked down at the dragon robe he was wearing, then looked up at the assembled officials, and finally just sighed.

He slowly closed his eyes, his expression a mixture of helplessness and resignation, and finally spoke softly: "You... have truly caused me so much suffering!"

These words caused an uproar throughout the court.

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

"May the Heavenly Dou Empire prosper forever!"

The courtiers knelt and shouted "Long live the Emperor!" The sound so loud that the entire hall trembled.

Sikong Zhen stood to the side, a slight smile playing on his lips, a deep glint in his eyes.

The overall situation is decided!

Regardless of the circumstances, as long as Grandpa sits on the throne, Xue Beng and Prince Xue Xing, without military power and strong strength, will not be able to overturn the world.

Yu Yuanzhen and Dugu Bo exchanged a glance, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but turn up.

"Report——"

Just as the courtiers were shouting "Long live the Emperor!", a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the palace.

"Report! His Highness Avalanche requests an audience!" the guard announced loudly.

The hall fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes turned to the entrance.

Sikong Mingde remained expressionless, simply saying, "Summon them."

At the entrance of the main hall, Xue Beng strode in.

His face was pale, and his eyes showed undisguised panic, clearly indicating that he had learned of the news that the court officials had supported Sikong Mingde to become emperor.

When Xue Beng looked up, he saw that Sikong Mingde was already wearing a dragon robe and sitting on the dragon throne, his eyes like knives, coldly staring at him.

All the civil and military officials knelt down, none daring to raise their heads to look at him.

My heart pounded violently as I felt the avalanche, and my back was soaked with cold sweat.

"It's over...it's all over..."

Avalanche originally thought that as long as he continued to pretend to be a playboy, he could survive and wait for a chance to turn the tables.

But now, Sikong Mingde has directly declared himself emperor, extinguishing even his last glimmer of hope!
How to do?
Should he lay his cards on the table? Tell the ministers that he's been pretending all these years, and that he is the most suitable successor?
Xue Beng's lips trembled, and the words were on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't say them.

He desperately wanted to be emperor!
But he also wanted to live, not die.
The next moment, just as Xue Beng looked up, he met Si Kongmingde's extremely cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)