"Your Majesty? Your Majesty? ”

A gentle call came, like a spring breeze. In the hazy www.biquge.info of the pen, fun and pavilion, Emperor Han Xian opened his eyes and looked around, he was now on the golden dragon couch in the palace. A maid sitting next to her was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a good figure and a delicate face, like a budding bud, with a hint of shyness in her youthfulness. Now Emperor Han Xian is also unemployed, and at the age of the beginning of love, he saw a girl of the same age in front of him dimly, which caused a burst of distraction.

"Your Majesty, you have finally woken up, and the ministers are still waiting for Your Majesty?"

"What's your name?" Emperor Han Xian was intoxicated by the girl's beauty, and he didn't hear the girl's words in his heart at all.

"Your Majesty, the slave's name is Cao Jie."

"Cao Jie? Your surname is Cao? When Emperor Han Xian heard this, his face sank a little.

"It's a trivial matter who the slave maid has or her name, and now all the officials are waiting outside for His Majesty to preside over the ceremony?"

Emperor Han Xian remembered yesterday's events, sighed, and said weakly. "I see."

Under Cao Jie's service, Emperor Han Xian put on his clothes and walked out of the door slowly. Outside the Jinluan Palace, nine carriages and gongs and drums have already been prepared. Surrounded by hundreds of officials, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty got in the car and drove straight to Dadian Square.

A sealed hall was set up in the center of the Grand Ceremony Square, and there was a huge altar underneath. When Emperor Han Xian sat down in the center of the Fengxiang Palace, he saw the altar in front of him, and his heart sank. Sealing the prime minister is naturally a national event, but such a ceremony is inevitably too exaggerated. Since ancient times, only when the emperor ascends the throne will an altar be set up to worship the heavens and the earth and worship the ancestors. Because this memorial is not just an ordinary ceremony, but also an alternate ceremony of luck in the world. But the alternating formation of luck in the world has long been lost, and Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty believes that Cao Cao is just such a false name, and there is definitely no way to really alternate the luck of the world.

Cao Cao walked out of the side slowly. When Emperor Han Xian saw this posture, he knew that the ceremony had begun, so he slowly stood up and said loudly.

"Now that the whole country is humiliated and the wind is surging, it is the time to employ people. Cao Aiqing's great achievements and fame in history are rare in a century. It is an auspicious day, and I am going to hold a ceremony to seal the prime minister today. ”

As soon as Emperor Han Xian's words fell, there was a burst of gongs and drums. Then the slaughter of cattle and sheep began, and the sacrifice began.

The sacrifice standing in the center of the altar is none other than Xun Yu. I saw him holding a sheep's head staff, stepping on the seven-star boots, and with a gesture, the runes on the altar flashed, and the formation in the altar was gradually revealed. A peculiar air flow surged, causing the heavens and the earth to change color.

Although Emperor Han Xian had never seen this formation, he could guess what was happening. This peculiar flow of air is luck, and this formation is a formation that reverses luck. Transfer the world's luck here, and Xuchang will become the real imperial capital of the world. Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty always thought that moving the capital to Xuchang was only a nominal matter, and he never imagined that Cao Cao's subordinates really had such capable people who could use the formation to turn their luck.

"Who is the sacrifice that casts the formation?" Emperor Han Xian asked, pointing to the center of the altar.

"Tell Your Majesty, this person's name is Xun Yu." Cao Cao said with some smugness.

"This kind of formation is the most difficult to cast, and it must be an extremely powerful Essence Master to have the possibility of using it. This Xun Yu's strength is not much inferior to Dong Zhuo. Emperor Han Xian exclaimed.

"Your Majesty, this guy is the best at the Xuanmen Array, but his own strength is not very strong." Cao Cao laughed.

"Prime Minister Cao Cheng is really powerful." Emperor Han Xian pursed his lips and deliberately sarcastically.

"It's all about the power of my emperor. The memorial service is too long and boring. I have prepared a military parade especially for His Majesty. Cao Cao heard the voice of Emperor Han Xian's words, and said with a smile.

"Parade?" Emperor Han Xian was stunned, according to the ancient rites, there was never a parade in the capital of Feng Xiangqian.

"Not bad."

After that, Cao Cao waved his hand. A thousand-person square team walked into the square in a uniform manner, and at a glance, this thousand-person square team actually had general-level Yuan Li. Thousands of people stepped in unison, and the momentum was magnificent.

"A thousand general-level martial artists! I didn't expect Prime Minister Cao Cheng to be so strong. Emperor Han Xian looked at the thousand-strong army below and couldn't help but exclaim.

Emperor Han Xian's surprise at this time was obviously too early, and he saw that these thousand people shouted at the same time. The sudden momentum surprised Emperor Han Xian, and the majestic Yuan Force was like a hurricane, binding the army of 1,000 people into a whole. Everyone struck upwards at the same time, and the sharp Yuan Force was like a sharp sword that instantly broke through the clouds and mist and rushed towards the sky.

"With so many strong people, the cooperation can be so tacit!" Emperor Han Xian exclaimed again.

"With this Thousand Golden Scale Army, no one can shake my Xuchang City, and Your Majesty no longer has to worry about it." Cao Cao laughed.

"yes, hahaha." Several mighty tiger generals behind Cao Cao also laughed.

When Emperor Han Xian heard Cao Cao's words, he frowned and couldn't say a word. This laughter was like a loud slap in the face, hot and painful, extremely embarrassed, but helpless.

Time passed, and the memorial service gradually came to an end. After Xun Yu completed the final sacrifice, Cao Cao slowly walked forward, drew his sword, waved it to the sky, and said loudly.

"After the memorial service is completed, Xuchang will be the imperial capital of the Han Dynasty from now on."

"Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

I don't know who was the first to shout, and then it spread quickly. In a few breaths, thousands of people waved their arms and shouted together, and their voices were like ocean waves, gushing endlessly.

Emperor Han Xian looked at the endless army coldly, and his heart was extremely sad, and he deeply felt his own powerlessness and loneliness. I thought to myself. "This parade is clearly Cao Cao's dismount, and the whole ceremony is not like this everywhere, but it just wants to cut off my idea of resisting. Cao Cao's name is Han Xiang, and he is actually a Han thief. Compared with Dong Zhuo's stealing of the country, Cao Cao is thousands of times smarter. is modest on the surface, but in fact hides evil intentions. Stealing the country does not leave a thief's name, but looks like a pillar of the Han family. Now I sit at the top, but I'm just a puppet. Cao Cao is really a traitor in troubled times, and I have to develop my power quickly. ”

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Cao Cao saw where Emperor Han Xian was in a daze, and asked with a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay." Emperor Han Xian waved his hand and said with a smile.