Changing the Enthronement Ceremony to a State Funeral, the Late Emperor Faked His Corpse

After traveling through time and becoming the most useless prince in a fantasy dynasty, I wrote eight "Application Forms for Voluntarily Giving Up Inheritance Rights" overnight, hoping that I would get my salary and squat in the backyard of the palace to plant some spiritual flowers and grasses, and wait for death, who wouldn't love it? As it turned out, my cheap father had destroyed himself in practice. Before he left, he had a twitch in his head and pointed at me and said, "I'll leave this country to you!" The civil and military officials of the court and the wolf-like tigers of the royal brothers and sisters looked at me at that time... Well, how should I put it, it was like looking at a lamb being forced into a dragon's chair to be slaughtered. Sure enough, before I could sit down on the throne, the border officials reported urgently, and powerful ministers forced me to go to the palace... The mess hit me in the face as if it had been agreed upon. What's even more outrageous is that a golden finger who calls himself [The HR System of All Worlds] finally arrives, and comes with a peerless warrior at the beginning. The first instruction is: "Please host a state funeral for the 'late' late emperor within three days that will 'touch the whole world' to unite the hearts of the people." I stared at my father's mysterious ice coffin in the mourning hall, which was said to be able to warm his soul and help him break through the realm and be reborn. Then I looked at the "millions of gods and demons army that can be unlocked after a successful state funeral" in the system reward list... I gritted my teeth and said, "Do it! Let me do it big! Remove the process of the enthronement ceremony, replace the red silk with white silk, and change the joy into sorrow! Tell the whole world, I am filial piety, gratitude, heaven, and earth!" Just when I was wearing sackcloth and mourning, reciting the eulogy with great emotion, and trying to make the funeral meet the standard of "touching the whole world" - that mysterious ice coffin, it... Its lid moved! The late Emperor, who was already "cold", sat up in confusion with his body covered in ice. He happened to hear my hoarse words: "Father! How can I live without you!"