The Son of Heaven!
Everyone has their own fate. Born into the imperial family as a prince, this is mine!
Surely no one in my position wouldn't want that throne.
But, as the saying goes, each generation has its own business, and each person their own way of life. I never wanted to invite trouble, but trouble came knocking all the same. Since that's how it is, then...
I!
Will graciously accept!
Attendants, come with me and let's accomplish something great!
Confiscate the prime minister's estate, launch a campaign to the frontier, build a new capital, two empresses, and...
What? What are you saying? That I'm outrageous?
Hmph...
I am the emperor, the Son of Heaven! I am the realm! You are merely my subjects. I provide your food and drink. You eat what I give you, use what I give you, and still curse me. Ah, forget it. There's no point arguing. Drag them away and beat them to death.
Whether I'm outrageous isn't for you to decide... let them be the judge.
