sultan's crescent

Chapter 2
In February 1787, Constantiniya, Topkapi Palace, Selim was in a daze at the desk, muttering to himself: Almost, it’s today.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and a white male servant pushed the door in. Selim smiled lightly: "Paul, don't be in such a hurry."

The male servant stopped and mumbled, "Your Highness, but..."

"I know my uncle is dead,"

Selim said indifferently, then slowly got up.

"Come on, it's my turn to be Padishah."

The master and servant walked towards the outside of the palace, and Grand Vizier Yusuf Pasha and others were already waiting outside.

Not far from Topkapi Palace to Eyup Sultan Mosque, Selim sat on the boat and thought of his uncle Hamid I.

To be honest, his uncle was not bad to him. Compared with Murad IV and other genocidal killers in the history of the empire, Hamid I not only allowed him to freely enter and leave the Topkapi Palace, but also allowed him to receive education and allowed him to communicate with other countries. The monarch, the ambassador's correspondence, is simply a caring one.

But Selim will not be overly saddened by his uncle's death, because there are more things to worry about ahead.

For example, the upcoming Russian-Turkish war, he does not intend to prevent this war, and future reforms will not be sustainable without a halo, but this war must be prepared.

"It's a pity that the time to fight for more is still too short."

Selim sighed inwardly.He stood up, his tall body looked extraordinarily upright in the sun.

Yusuf Pasha, who was standing at the stern of the boat, cast his eyes here at this moment. In a trance, he seemed to feel that the person in front of him was already a sultan.

As the boat approached the shore gradually, Yusuf Pasha approached.

"Your Highness, please follow me. The Grand Mufti and the Ulema are already waiting for you. Sharif will wear the Ottoman sword for you."

Selim nodded slightly.

For this process that every sultan must go through, if nothing else, at least it is better than being covered with holy oil. Selim despised the pretentious Western monarch in his heart.

The coronation ceremony was not too long, but sitting in the Grand Sarakirio Palace was just the beginning for him.

How to secure this seat is the follow-up task. Selim doesn't want to be killed like the original owner.

"Paul, go and invite Grand Vizier and Hassan Pasha over here."

Hearing the master's order, the male servant trotted out all the way. Not long after, Yusuf Pasha slowly entered from the door, and Hassan Pasha was waiting outside.

"Your Majesty, do you have anything to do with me?"

It was obvious that Uzof Pasha was tired. For the nearly eighty-year-old man, the series of events from Hamid's death to Selim's accession to the throne had exhausted his energy.But the Sudan summons, can you not come?

"Dear Yusuf Pasha, I would like you to chair a diwan meeting tomorrow, which I will personally attend".

Selim said gently.

"Your Majesty, what is the content of the meeting?"

Yusuf asked anxiously, knowing that since Suleiman the Great, no sultan participated in the event in person, but the grand vizier presided over it, and the sultan watched secretly from the sidelines.

"The theme is about the war with the Russians. Uncle's words are too early. With the corrupt army and logistics of the empire, they can't beat the Russians. Are you right, Pasha?"

Selim's slightly casual words made Yusuf startled.

"Your Majesty, we really need a reform, but not right now. After all, both your father and uncle..."

"No, no, my Grand Vizier, I just want you to ensure two things. One is that after the war, the imperial army can get sufficient supplies, and the other is that the army will never be allowed to flee. I believe you can Do it, my Grand Vizier."

Yusuf slowly let go of his worries, he really has no intention of reforming now.

But these two requirements of Sudan can still be fulfilled by asking himself, although this is the duty of officials.

"By the way, there is one more thing. Didn't the empire go to France to recruit military instructors before? I remember that there was a man named Napoleon in it. Please send a note to the French government. Please invite him here and treat him with the highest treatment."

Selim added.

"Yes, Your Majesty."Yusuf responded to Selim respectfully, while slandering the former Sultan Hamid II in his heart, this is not your son, it’s fine as usual, and the state secrets can be discussed as well.

However, Yusuf also understands that this sultan is indeed different from the sultans in the past. After all, no one can freely enter and leave Konstantiniya when the previous sultan was still alive.

"Maybe the empire can really be revived under his hands. After all, since Suleiman the Great, the empire has been in decline." Yusuf Pasha thought silently in his heart.

"Let Hassan Pasha in".Although both of them are old, Hassan looks old and strong compared to Yusuf's old age.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what orders you have." "Pasha, please sit down. Uncle's actions towards the Russians during his lifetime have already determined that there will be a war between Ottoman and Tsarist Russia. At the latest, this summer, Ekaterina, the usurper, will definitely declare war. Do you think the empire's navy can Stuck the Russians on the Black Sea coast?"

Selim asked worriedly.

"Your Majesty, give me some time to prepare, and you will see me sink the group of heretics into the bottom of the sea," Hassan replied forcefully.

"Then I hope so." Selim said slowly, "Paul, send the two pashas out of the palace."

After summoning the two pashas, ​​Selim began to ponder the follow-up situation—a greedy tsar, an ancient monarch, and a shit-stirring stick.

Selim chuckled again in his heart, "I won't have an emperor elected by the people for a while, after all, everyone will be taken away by me."

Selim sat on a chair, facing the crescent moon on the Aya Sophia Mosque, lost in thought.

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　　Note: Grand Vizier is similar to Prime Minister

　　The Grand Mufti is similar to the medieval Orthodox Patriarch

　　Pasha is an honorary title of the Ottoman Empire
　　Grand Saragirio Palace is Topkapi Palace
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