The Crescent of the Sultan

In the courtyard of Topkapi Palace under the moonlit night, the Sultan's voice was very soft and rustled by the wind, making it difficult to hear clearly.

By the time Selim returned to the palace, it was already dawn, and he didn't feel very tired. However, Chili Kara Osman's last few words made him a little confused.

What does "they are not important, what is important is the future" mean?

Selim didn't understand, but at least he got the guarantee that the other party decided to support Haji Pasha.

This is enough. Kuchuk's power must be weakened. A Haji Pasha supported by the Kara Osman family will be his best opponent.

As for Ishak Pasha, after his grandfather Ahmed III lost power and his father was locked in a cage, he was still willing to be a housekeeper. Selim never thought that the other party would go against his wishes.

Of course, if this happens, Suleiman is enough to replace Ishaq.

Qili Karaosman thought he had figured out all this, but who would know that the reason why the Chapan family supported Ishak Pasha was exactly what he arranged.

When it comes to fighting the Sultan, you are still far behind.

Selim smiled and fell asleep.

The sky outside the window was getting brighter little by little, but Sudan was dreaming at this time.

Everything in the dream was so real, at least Selim didn't realize he was dreaming at all.

He floated in the sky like a wandering soul, looking at the city in front of him blankly.

The city is similar to Constantiniya, but not quite.

At least Selim did not see the Royal Bank of the Ottoman Empire and the Royal Academy of Sciences of the Ottoman Empire that he was familiar with.

This made him a little confused. He tried to control his body and seemed to be able to move.

Selim immediately headed towards Topkapi Palace. He had to figure out what was going on first.

What would it be like to suddenly become a lonely ghost when you were still working as a sultan well?

When Selim arrived over Topkapi Palace, he found a burst of arguments coming from the conference hall.

He swooped down and tried to enter through the wall, but found that he was blocked from the outside.

Selim couldn't stand it anymore. He could fly but not pass through walls. What a fake.

The entire conference hall is almost completely enclosed, and the sound insulation effect is quite good.

Selim could only hear a few words when the people inside were very excited.

"Everyone knows what you are thinking about Tayal."

"Don't pretend to be a saint, Ismail (a senior official in Rusa)"

"That's enough. Stop the unnecessary quarrel. We want it."

"Izette, who do you think you are?"

"Pazwant, shut your mouth. Everyone knows what role you play."

"Well, I think we need to hurry up and give that emperor one."

During the first half of the argument, Selim had difficulty hearing what the other person was saying, and it was hard to distinguish between fragments of words.

But when he heard "Emperor", he felt as if he had caught a certain key word.

He leaned further against the window, hoping to hear what was being said inside.

In fact, he didn't know if it was his body, but it was a critical moment, so who cares.

The argument in the room continued.

"He? The Emperor. Isn't it miserable enough?"

"Indeed. His promises cannot be trusted."

"So you are willing to go with Russia, right?"

"That's the way the British think. That's not what they mean."

"You. The empire of selfish desires needs to be developed."

"Izette use your stupid no. Will they help?"

Selim already had a general idea at this time. He tried to get more information, but before he could hear it for a long time, something happened.

The door of the conference hall has been pushed open, and a group of people filed out, angry.

Selim was so frightened that he hid in a hurry. When he hid in the corner, he suddenly realized something. It seemed that no one saw him when he was flying in the sky.

He immediately came out of the hiding place, but by this time the crowd had almost completely dispersed, leaving only the last wave of people walking out of the conference hall.

Looking at the other person's retreating back, for some reason, Selim felt that the more he looked at him, the more familiar he became.

He hurriedly flew in front of the other party, but the scene in front of him made it difficult for him to speak.

Selim felt like he was speechless.

The person in front of him was only 70% similar to himself, but Selim could definitely confirm that the other person was him.

He was obviously middle-aged, but his hair was already a little gray. He didn't look like a calm and authoritative king, but gave people a cautious and cautious feeling.

"Ishak, what do you think of Napoleon's proposal?"

"Your Majesty, we are no longer where we were two hundred years ago. Even a hundred years ago, we could accept Napoleon's proposal.

But as you know, the war more than ten years ago has made the empire's situation more and more difficult. You have seen with your own eyes the rapid decline in the silver content of Kurus over the years.

The Russians squeezed every last penny out of the empire.

In order to save all this, we did not hesitate to expand the evil leftover from the last Russo-Turkish war - Eshem.

Where Esham is implemented, annual net tax revenue is determined by the currency denomination.

A large portion of this amount is sold by the government to tax collectors, often for an amount that is six to seven times the fixed annual net tax revenue.

The tax collector then collects the tax from the taxpayer.

Unfortunately, we cannot control or restrict Esham transactions between individuals, nor can we prevent the heirs of tax collectors from continuing to collect taxes.

These difficulties limited the growth of the empire's fiscal revenue, but enriched these damn tax collectors. "

The middle-aged man sighed.

"So, there is really nothing we can do.

It is impossible for us to fight against the Russians. No matter how much Napoleon gives us, we will not be able to fight against Europe under the leadership of Britain. "

Seeing the other person's retreating back, Selim felt extremely painful.

He can understand the helplessness and despair of the other party. More than ten years of reforms have not made this country strong.

Napoleon trampled on Egypt's shame and asked European countries for loans but was politely rejected. The Guards became increasingly arrogant and powerful, and they were not willing to consider the country at all. He knew that the other party had reached its limit.

He didn't know how long he would be trapped here. He was just wandering around Constantiniya, waiting for the other party's final outcome.

Time passed slowly, and it was already the end of April 1807. Selim was waiting in Topkapi Palace. He knew very well that the Guards were about to start a riot.

As for the reason, Selim smiled to himself. The Guards were just replaced by the Sultan. Do you need any reason?

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There is one more chapter to be posted later

Let me make it clear that this is not a supernatural element.