A soldier shouted loudly, and nearly 10,000 people within a hundred feet of the gate of Xinlequan City heard it. Faced with this sudden change, everyone was stunned. Sima Xuan, who was standing on the city wall, was even more confused and stunned.
At this moment, the soldiers below suddenly reacted and started to go crazy:
"Please ask the Prime Minister to ascend the throne!"
"Master Sima, Jin has long been corrupt. There is no hope of maintaining its rule. Now, Jin has even begun to default on military pay. Master Sima, we only trust you!"
"Yes, Lord Sima, we only believe in you. In recent years, it was you who saved Jin from the brink of destruction several times. But all your efforts are being taken away by corrupt officials, aristocratic families, and some people who are just sitting there doing nothing."
"Master Sima, this is what Jin owes you, and it can no longer be repaid. Since this is the case, why don't you establish your own country?"
"Yes, Lord Sima, now in the whole country, you are the only one who can make decisions for the people."
The shouting sounds came one after another...
With a leader, the entire Jin army began to boil. Jin had been established for thousands of years, and the upper class had been deeply rooted, which had long made the people dissatisfied. Now it exploded, and the public was indignant.
Gradually, almost all the soldiers shouted: Please let the Prime Minister ascend the throne!
Sima Xuan gradually came to his senses, but his face was solemn. What should he do
Having so many soldiers nominate him is definitely a scene that any ambitious person would like to see. However, such a scene makes Sima Xuan feel stuck and in a dilemma.
Ascend the throne? Sima Xuan had never thought about it.
But what if he refused? Tens of thousands of soldiers asked for orders, and they risked their lives! If he did not ascend the throne, these soldiers would definitely not have a bright future. They might be sent to the front line to fight desperately in a few days, and then never come back.
After so many soldiers begged for orders, Sima Xuan was forced into a corner and had no choice. Sima Xuan was not a fool and could imagine the result.
If he did not ascend the throne, there would be only one outcome after returning to the State of Jin - his achievements would be so great that they would frighten the ruler, and his entire family would be executed!
Moreover, the various actions of the emperor before this had already made Sima Xuan feel the danger. The emperor seemed to be planning something!
Sima Xuan was struggling as he saw the crowd below becoming more and more excited. Some officers had already taken the initiative to kneel down at the foot of the city wall to welcome the prime minister to the throne.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Sima Xuan suddenly thought of Li Xian and the Shang Kingdom. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of a way to have the best of both worlds without any choice:
"Everyone, thank you for your kindness. Please forgive Sima Xuan for not being able to accept the throne. But I think I can follow the example of the Shang Kingdom and establish a Sima Kingdom. We respect the Jin Kingdom, but the Sima Kingdom is completely self-governed."
"good!"
"Ah..."
Cheers, endless cheers. As long as Sima Xuan "controls Yuan State", it is enough. As for whether Sima Xuan is the emperor or the prince, it is not important. It is just a nominal matter.
Just as Sima Xuan made his decision, a man stepped out from the crowd and said, "I think the king should be called 'King of Jin' and the imperial capital should be named 'Xinquan City'."