What are you trying to do?!"
Chen Sanshi frowned and asked the crowd.
"Commander!"
Zhao Kang was the first to speak. "The Great Sheng is muddleheaded, and the imperial court is without principle. First, they poisoned the realm with spirit grain; later came the Ten Days in Yunzhou, with Guandu sealed off. They lost the people's hearts long ago, and their national fortune is spent!
"What virtue or ability does Cao Family's Sixth Son possess to keep sitting upon the exalted throne?!
"Since the Commander joined the army, he has performed extraordinary deeds time and again—from leading the people across the river from Poyang, to the Four Crossings of Hongze River, to retaking Ziwei, and more.
"For all these years, you have campaigned north and south, pacifying the realm. You have long become the people's chosen hope, the one all hearts look toward!
"The realm has suffered under Cao for far too long. As things stand, only if the Commander ascends the throne can you soothe the people's hearts and set the world aright!
"Therefore, we beg the Commander to ascend the throne!"
As soon as his words fell—
The other generals shouted in one voice:
"Commander, ascend the throne!!!"
"Nonsense!"
Chen Sanshi swept his gaze over the generals before him. Looking at the yellow robe on his body, his first feeling was that it was unexpected,
yet within reason.
By now, he had long ceased to be alone. Many things, at many times, were inevitable currents of development. Put another way, even if he returned to Northern Liang, in the eyes of many, he would be little different from an emperor. But for now—
Chen Sanshi still had many matters to handle and truly had no mind for such trifles. Cao Family's Sixth Son was merely someone who did