It's another year when the spring breeze blows, like new, everything is new, new willow buds, new grass, new life. [Ran^Text^Library] []

It's just that Liu Chan can't feel anything new now, it's still the dormitory and the country and the Eastern Wu, Cao Wei, and the hateful Nanzhong that makes him upset and irritable.

"It's a festival today!" Liu Chan sat on the desk and exhaled a long breath.

Now it has been a year since he came to this world, his heart is a little confused and struggling, like catkins in the spring breeze, fluttering, he doesn't know how far he can go, but he has been defending himself with his actions, defending the Han family, and defending his relatives.

Just as Liu Chan was frowning and thinking about it, Huang Hao hurriedly ran over and said, "Oh, Your Majesty, the civil and military officials are waiting outside the palace!" ”

"Hmm"

Liu Chan sighed, shook off all kinds of emotions in his mind fiercely, stood up, and began to put on his imperial robe under Huang Hao's service.

Huang Hao's hands and feet were very neat to help Liu Chan put on a neat imperial robe, and said with a flattering face: "Your Majesty, should we set off now?" ”

"Yes." Liu Chan sorted out his imperial crown, suddenly turned his head to look at Huang Hao, and said, "Is Yingying ready?" ”

"Oops." Huang Hao looked bitter, and then hurriedly said: "The little one is patronizing and serving Your Majesty, and the little one is going to see Niangniang." ”

Huang Hao said in a hurry, lowered his head and walked towards Zhang Yingying's dormitory with small hurried steps.

Liu Chan didn't stop him, and still sorted out his robe.

After a while, Huang Hao ran over with excitement on his face and said, "Your Majesty, Niangniang is ready." ”

"Yes." Liu Chan nodded and walked out of the dormitory, and Huang Hao hurriedly followed.

At this time, the civil and military officials did not prepare to go to court in the main hall of the palace, but all stood outside the palace gate, bowing their heads and waiting, because they knew that today was the festival of the emperor.

After a while, the gate of the palace slowly opened, and a group of forbidden soldiers ran out with halberds in hand, followed by a pair of palace maids and eunuchs who bowed their heads and walked quickly, and in the middle of them was a gorgeous chariot.

The chariot was surrounded by pale yellow silk, and two people in ornate robes could be faintly seen inside.

The civil and military officials watched the gorgeous chariot slowly coming, and hurriedly bowed their heads and said, "Welcome Your Majesty, Niangniang!" ”

Under the leadership of several soldiers, the chariot slowly drove towards the imperial mausoleum directly west of Chengdu City.

The people on both sides of the way, when they saw this gorgeous chariot, although they couldn't see the people inside, they all knelt down one after another, because they knew that it was the emperor and queen of their own country.

"Brother Adou, the hairpin on my head is not messed up." Zhang Yingying sat in the chariot car, being held by Liu Chan, and still couldn't help but feel nervous.

Liu Chan smiled lightly, "No, it's good." ”

"Oh"

Zhang Yingying exhaled slowly, and then hurriedly sat down, under the background of a gorgeous plain white robe, it looked a little noble.

Liu Bei's mausoleum is in the westernmost part of Chengdu City, and after a long journey, the chariot and the ministers finally saw a stone tomb made of stone with a slight mountain range in front of them, like a mountain.

The Emperor's Mausoleum is a slightly gentle mountain, in the middle is a stone staircase made of cyan stone, one step at a time, directly leading to the top of the mountain, and at this time the first forbidden army has been divided into two columns, the first order stands on a person, holding the big military flag of the Han Kingdom, and the military flag is also fluttering in the spring breeze.

At this time, the chariot finally stopped at the foot of the emperor's mausoleum, and the civil and military officials behind the chariot car finally lowered their heads and stopped, and the surroundings seemed very quiet, and only the neat footsteps behind the civil and military officials could be heard, which was the new white ear army that had just been formed this year.

"It's Yingying."

When a palace maid gently lifted the curtain, Liu Chan also pulled Zhang Yingying, who was still a little nervous, and slowly got out of the car.

As soon as Liu Chan came down, Zhao Tong, who was wearing armor, ran over and saluted: "Your Majesty, the festival has been prepared." ”

Liu Chan nodded, then glanced at Zhang Yingying, whose face was a little pale under the luxurious robe, took the other party's hand, and slowly ascended the steps to the emperor's tomb.

Behind Liu Chan were Zhuge Liang and Zhao Yun, who led the civil and military officials respectively, and also followed closely behind.

At this time, Zhang Yingying was less rude and naughty in the past, with a calm face, allowing Liu Chan to hold his hand and follow Liu Chan closely.

The stone steps of the imperial tomb are also some distance, but Liu Chan did not seem to be tired, and finally came to the imperial tomb step by step.

At the top, there was a platform paved with blue color, and at the front was a much larger than usual table, on which was a large incense burner hewn out of the same stone.

When Liu Chan climbed the emperor's mausoleum, the civil and military officials behind him also climbed up, and then they were still divided into two teams.

At this time, Zhuge Liang and Zhao Yun slowly walked in front of Liu Chan and Zhang Yingying, and then the soldiers hurriedly ran over and handed over the incense candles and put them in the hands of Liu Chan and the others.

Liu Chan and Zhang Yingying respectively took the incense candles, walked to the incense burner in front of them step by step, bowed three times, and then solemnly checked the incense candles into the incense burner.

Then Zhao Yun and Zhuge Liang did the same, while the hundreds of officials behind him knelt down silently.

Liu Chan and Zhang Yingying inserted the incense candle into the incense burner, and bowed three times in the same way, looking at the stone gate blocked by the emperor's mausoleum in front of them, Liu Chan was a little stunned.

"Father, it's been a year, Adou has come to see you, our Dahan is still here, Adou is also here, and Dahan will be here in the future!" Liu Chan held Zhang Yingying's hand tightly, looked at Shimen and muttered to himself.

Then Zhuge Liang and Zhao Yun also put on incense candles, looked at the stone gate in front of them, and knelt down heavily.

"Lord, Your Majesty and Liang, and Zilong, I have come to see you, Liang will not forget the lord's entrustment!" Zhuge Liang said that his tears actually fell on the bluestone in front of him, and then gradually merged with the bluestone under him.

"My lord! Zilong came to see you! Zhao Yun's mouth trembled and he couldn't speak, and even his silver-white beard was trembling, this usually serious general, at this time, it was like finding a long-lost relative, only kowtowing incessantly.

In the back are the backs of the Han Kingdom, Zhang Bao, Guan Ping, and Zhao Tong are among them, and they bow deeply to the incense burner.

Behind the ministers was the White Ear Army, who stood in a neat line.

"Father, this is the newly built Bai'er Army, Adou didn't let Bai'er be removed, he will follow our Han." Liu Chan turned to look at the white-eared army behind him and muttered to himself.

At this time, Zhao Tong next to him shouted: "Sacrifice to the first emperor!" ”

With Zhao's command, the Baier army also knelt down on one knee.

"The Han army is mighty!"

"White-eared mighty!"

At this time, a mountain of voices was deafening in the army.

Listening to these deep voices, Liu Chan couldn't help but clench his fists, "Nanzhong, Dongwu!" I'll settle accounts with you right away! ”

Wisps of green smoke slowly drifted in the incense burner, and with the roar of the soldiers, it gradually spread over the entire imperial tomb

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