Quickly wear "I am the empress"

"Princess, how can this be the same?"

Zhiyu sneered: "Big brother is the son of the Prince of Runan County, and my father's adopted son."

"They are all willing to let my elder brother return to the Prince of Runan's Mansion. What's the point of you coming out to stop them?"

While Zhiyu was speaking, Zhao Zhen, who had been prepared, had already written the imperial edict to appoint Zhao Shu as King Xin.

He put the imperial seal on it and handed the imperial edict to Eunuch Zhang with a relaxed look on his face, "Take it down and give it to the Prince of Runan."

Eunuch Zhang carefully took the imperial edict and said respectfully, "Yes."

Looking at the bright yellow imperial edict, Zhao Yunrang put the letter about his raising private soldiers into his arms with trembling hands, and then respectfully took the imperial edict, "I thank your majesty for your grace on behalf of my son. Long live your majesty."

Zhao Zhen raised his hand and said, "Prince of Runan, Prince Xin is your biological son. I will leave the task of delivering the imperial edict to you."

Zhao Yunrang lowered his head, suppressing the reluctance and discomfort in his heart, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Prince of Runan, you are confused."

Seeing Zhao Yunrang accept the order like this, Du Yan felt heartbroken.

"Your Majesty has only one prince. Do you want to cut off your Majesty's lineage by taking him back?"

"Mr. Prime Minister, my father has no sons, but he does have daughters."

"As long as I, Zhao An, am here, his incense will never be cut off."

"You look like you're thinking about my father, but you've done things that have destroyed my father's family."

"If you want to wipe out the whole family, why don't you adopt your son to my father?"

"You...Princess, this is a matter concerning the country, how can you be so arrogant and unreasonable?"

Zhiyu snorted coldly, "You also know that this is related to the country."

"Isn't the inheritance of the throne based on blood relationship?"

"Who in the entire Song Dynasty is more qualified than me to be my father's successor?"

Du Yan shook his head, "But you are a princess, you are not qualified to be the heir."

Zhiyu sneered: "Who stipulated that the princess is not qualified to be the heir?"

"Mr. Prime Minister, is it you who made this rule?"

Du Yan bowed his hands towards the sky and said with awe: "It has been like this since ancient times."

"In the history of China, there has never been a case of a princess inheriting the throne."

Zhiyu smiled when she heard this, "In the history of China, there has indeed been no princess who has inherited the throne, but this does not mean that a princess cannot inherit the throne."

"Mr. Prime Minister, you keep talking about this since ancient times. I would like to ask you something."

"Has the imperial examination system that is prevalent in the Song Dynasty today existed since ancient times?"

"Did the Confucian works that are now regarded as classics by our Song Dynasty appear when the world was first created?"

"You are now the Prime Minister of our Song Dynasty. Has this position of Prime Minister existed since ancient times?"

"You said that I am a princess and cannot be the emperor. Then may I ask, has the position of emperor... existed since ancient times?"

Hearing Zhiyu's words, Du Yan's face turned a little ugly, "Princess, how can this be confused?"

Zhiyu sneered: "Why not?"

"Since the appearance of everything has traces to follow, it was not there when the world was first created."

"Why do you think that the princess cannot inherit the throne?"

"Why do you read those Confucian classics?"

"Confucianism talks about male superiority and female inferiority and the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues every day, but can you guarantee that what Confucianism says is the truth?"

"Besides, Buddhism says that all living beings are equal. Can you prove that what Buddhism says is all fallacy?"

Seeing Zhiyu being so aggressive, Du Yan's face turned a little ugly.

"Princess, are you questioning Confucianism?"

Zhiyu shook his head, "No, I'm just questioning you, Prime Minister."

Du Yan shook his head with a sullen look on his face: "Princess, the appearance of everything has traces to follow, but there is no precedent for a princess ascending the throne."

Zhiyu smiled faintly, "The great cause of the country needs innovation. If there is no precedent, I will create one."

"When the First Emperor ascended the throne, it wasn't like no one tried to stop him."

"But hasn't the imperial system he created been passed down to this day?"

"When Empress Wu Zetian ascended the throne, there were tens of thousands of people who opposed her, but didn't she manage to keep the throne?"

"You keep saying that I can't be the emperor. Is it because you have selfish motives to wipe out my family, or do you think it's a shame to be dominated by a woman?"

"So you're trying to stop me?"

As he spoke, Zhiyu glanced disdainfully at everyone present and drew out the Taia sword in his hand, which was shining with a cold light and was extremely sharp.

"I have decided to become the Emperor of Song today."

"If you are dissatisfied, please step forward and resign and return home. Our Song Dynasty does not want feudal and ignorant officials."

After saying that, Zhiyu looked at Zhao Zhen and said, "Dad, your jade seal should be given to me, right?"

At this moment, Zhao Zhen couldn't stop smiling. He nodded, stood up and handed the jade seal to Zhiyu.

"Now that you are the emperor of the Song Dynasty, you must hold the imperial seal."

"Thank you, Daddy."

Looking at Zhiyu holding Tai'a in one hand and the jade seal in the other, Zhao Zhen nodded with great satisfaction and said, "An'er, I will leave the Song Dynasty to you."

"From now on, you must govern the country well."

"Tell the world that my daughter, Zhao Zhen, should be the emperor."

After saying that, Zhao Zhen looked at Bao Zheng, who had lowered his head as low as he could, and said, "Master Bao, open the memorial in your hand and read it."

After speaking to Bao Zheng, Zhao Zhen's eyes fell on Wang Anshi, who was the first to acknowledge the Jade Emperor's identity: "Sir Wang, come and hand over the memorial to Sir Bao."

"When he finishes reading a book, you hand him a new one."

After hearing Zhao Zhen's arrangement, Wang Anshi dragged his legs, which were numb from kneeling, and limped towards Bao Zheng.

He wanted to open a box at random, but was stopped by Bao Zheng.

"Master Wang, let's start with the first box."

After saying this, Bao Zheng opened the memorial in his hand and read in a voice that everyone in the hall could hear:

"In August of the first year of Kangding, the nephew of Prime Minister Du Yan accepted a bribe of 100 gold coins, but the Prime Minister gave him a light sentence. In the third year of Qingli, the Prime Minister's son accepted a bribe of 300 taels of gold and used his position to buy and sell official positions............"

As Bao Zheng read out in clear and loud voice a series of evidence of Du Yan's crimes over the years, the officials present became alert instantly.

Could these boxes contain all the evidence of their crimes?

After Bao Zheng finished speaking, he handed the memorial to Du Yan, "Mr. Prime Minister, there is evidence here. Can you take a look and see if you have been wrongly accused?"

Du Yan took the memorial handed to him by Bao Zheng with some disbelief. After reading the clearly organized evidence inside, his face turned pale and he felt mixed emotions for a moment.

Unexpectedly, the younger generation under him actually took advantage of his power and did so many wrong things in his name......

Zhao Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Du Yan with a piercing gaze: "Mr. Prime Minister, you have devoted yourself to the Song Dynasty over the years. I thought you were a strict ruler, but I didn't expect... that you would be so confused."