Your Majesty, Your Dead Soldiers Have Arrived!

I became emperor. No one kneels down to me, no one listens to me, no one takes me seriously. There is a war in the north, a rebellion in the west, my brother is waiting to pick up the slack in the east, and people are starving to death in the south. Then the system asked me: Do you want to rebel? Rebel? I was originally the emperor. The system said: What kind of emperor do you think you are? I thought about it and it made sense. Three days later, the Minister of Rites knelt in front of me and said: I surrender. Ten dead soldiers arrived. A month later, the regent died, and the military power was in my hands. Three months later, I stood on the city wall, looking at the retreating enemy troops in the north, and suddenly remembered the words asked by the system—— Do you want to rebel? In no mood. But I want to be a real emperor.