Someone is waiting, like a hunter in the dark, waiting for his prey to take the bait. All the bait, traps are laid out, and they only observe in the dark, watching the prey's every move, and will not strike until the last moment.

These hunters are the most patient of the group, good at waiting, waiting for the harvest time to come. When the time comes, the net will be collected and the game in the net will be harvested together.

Yun Ting is a hunter, Cao Cao is a hunter, and Yuan Shao is also a hunter, all of them have their own prey and want to achieve success. Including those players, too, who are also active in Luoyang City, while waiting for the arrival of the upheaval.

As players, they know something that is going on that the average aboriginal doesn't know. This is the first opportunity, something that all players know, and the best chance for hunters, they know how much prey there is in this upheaval, and what kind of changes will occur.

Even if it has been deviated, if you really want to say it, what has changed is only those side things, and the real general trend cannot be changed. Players know the general trend, that is, they are qualified to become chess players in this chess game.

This is like a chessboard, the white and black twins on the chessboard are constantly staggered, whether it is black or white, they all have their own scope and responsibilities. Including the aborigines, the famous generals, including the players, are all chess pieces in this chess game, and it is the invisible big hand that controls them.

By following the trend and knowing what might happen next, knowing what might happen next, and knowing what might happen, players have the opportunity to go from pawns to chess players. Because they know what the trend will be after that, they just need to jump off the board at the critical moment, or play with the trend, then they really become chess players.

Luoyang City has not changed that kind of prosperity in general, and the people in the city are still busy as usual, living in this dull and fulfilling day. The same is true of those officials, in their opinion, there is not much change in the current Luoyang City, the only change is probably that soon, there will be a new emperor to rule all this.

As for the troops that arrived outside the city, not many people would pay attention to them, although the Ten Standing Servants had been eradicated, and because the new emperor was about to ascend the throne, these troops were not allowed to return to their respective stations immediately. Anyway, the new emperor's ascension to the throne is also this period of time, and after the end, let the Taishou from all over the country who brought the troops come, and it is not too late to go back.

In the busy city of Luoyang, there is another place that is even busier, and that is the imperial palace. As the enthronement ceremony became closer and closer, the palace was rapidly changing, and many things and decorations were added to the palace.

More palace maids and eunuchs are busy, and they don't even have time to rest, constantly doing all kinds of things under the command of the big eunuchs. No one dares to be lazy, let alone sloppy, and the enthronement ceremony is absolutely not allowed to make the slightest mistake, even if there is a mistake or omission in the placement of some small objects.

Etiquette, everything must be in line with etiquette, and there must be no deviation in form and system. When they are busy, in addition to the great eunuchs, there are also ceremonial officials who are supervising, and it is necessary to make sure that any problems are eliminated at the beginning.

Therefore, even sometimes when those great eunuchs were instructed by the ceremonial officials to do something, they did not dare to slack off. This is a terrible deed, no matter who you are, as long as your subordinates, including your little eunuchs, make a certain mistake, then they will not be able to get out of it.

This is the new emperor's accession to the throne, not anything else, everything must conform to the etiquette system, a ceremony, in the present is to occupy everything.

In the busy palace, Liu Wei is still busy, and as the days get closer and closer, he has less and less time to spare. Including every day, the sword practice time that has been accustomed to and fixed has also been compressed to the point that there is not much left.

He couldn't complain, and when he saw the earnest hope in Queen He's eyes, the little thought in Liu Bian's heart vanished. Just like what the senior brother Beacon Opera prince said to him, he has grown up and is about to become the king of a country, and he must bear what he must bear, not to escape.

Liu Wei repeated this cumbersome etiquette, making the actions designated by the masters next to him again and again, and buying the masters to stop when they told him to stop, and continue when he corrected it. Every step, the lifting of the arm, must follow that template, if there is a slight deviation, you can only start from the beginning.

These old masters, who are proficient in manners, belong to the most stubborn and picky kind, and if they pick out a little thorn in the eye, then he must start all over again. After practicing and correcting over and over again, he was finally able to complete that set of movements, and he also reduced his mistakes to very few.

Now, in the past few days, Liu Wei is doing the final exercises, correcting those small mistakes and mistakes. In the words of the old masters, he will be the emperor in the future, and during the enthronement ceremony, the subjects of the whole world are looking at him, and the subjects cannot be allowed to see that he is the emperor in the slightest.

The ancestral legal system is bigger than the sky!

This is probably the last experience he was at the mercy of others, and Liu Wei carefully recorded the anxious emotions and dissatisfaction that had arisen in his heart. He knows that after becoming an emperor, he can no longer be at the mercy of others like this, and he can no longer listen to others' words, but must have his own thoughts and judgments.

Even the words of his mother and brother Lian, no matter how much he trusted, he had to think about it again before he made a choice and replied. As the senior brother Beacon Opera princes said, he has grown up, has his own burden, should have his own responsibility, and must bear the hopes of those subjects.

Liu Wei looked at the side, where the princes of the Beacon Opera were yawning boredly, and their faces were cautious. After all, his senior brother is still his personal eunuch in name, although he now has a high status in the palace, but in the eyes of these masters, this is not the case.

No matter who you are, you have to have etiquette. Especially his senior brother, as a eunuch beside the future emperor, then the etiquette is even more perfect, so that it can reflect the majesty of the royal family. Otherwise, it would be blasphemy.

Therefore, his senior brother has been trained many times by these masters. Liu Wei finally felt that he would not fight alone, and there were still the princes of the Beacon Opera who shared weal and sorrow with him, so he was able to persevere.

Every time he watched the princes of the Beacon Opera being reprimanded, he would suddenly think of the scene of holding a small branch on the root and secretly drawing a circle in a place where no one could see it. This is really something that the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera have done, and it is said that it will draw a circle to curse you, but it is really useful... Now these masters are still alive, and when they reprimand people, except for the soft-spoken words they treat him, they are replaced by other people, and they treat his senior brothers and princes, that is, they are full of neutrality, and they have not been cursed at all.

That's right, Zi Bu is silent, and the strange power is confused, this is what the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera said, and it was also said by the first saint Confucius. If there are really ghosts and gods in this world, then just let the ghosts and gods do everything, and let the ghosts and gods kill whoever you want to kill.

For those evil words, Liu Wei scoffed.

Hurriedly collected his heart, and continued to do some complicated actions according to etiquette, Liu Wei knew that if he watched the princes of the Beacon Opera again, he would soon become a member of those masters.

He was really glad that he could have such a senior brother in the palace as the Beacon Opera Princes and learn swordsmanship, otherwise, with his previous appearance, he should be manipulated like a puppet now, right? Perhaps now with tears in my eyes, after being corrected again and again by these masters, there is a feeling of reluctance to continue.

At that time, Liu Wei really felt like he was in a different world. Look at the present, and then look at the time, it is obviously a person, he is also himself, but there are hardly many similarities.

He was no longer so introverted, no longer so cowardly, and became a person he used to envy. All of this is the change brought to him by the senior brother Beacon Opera princes.

Thanks to practicing swords and learning swordsmanship, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to learn this whole set of complicated etiquette in such a short period of time. Compared to swordsmanship, this etiquette only needs to be repeated by memory, because there are few changes.

Swordsmanship is different, in addition to that set of basic swordsmanship, more often, it is accompanied by a lot of changes. Otherwise, the swordsmanship without any changes at a glance can only be the same as the set of etiquette he is doing now, at best, it is only a little better-looking, and it has no substantive effect.

Liu Bianke remembers very well that when he faced off with the princes of the Beacon Opera for the first time, the set of swordsmanship he played stupidly in front of him was broken by the princes of the Beacon Opera with a sword. That feeling is probably the same as the monkey he saw in the West Garden, right? Over there, he stupidly made a lot of movements, thinking it was good, and grinning at the people in the distance, but he didn't know that it was just a monkey, and it was just a monkey show.

That's right, since I thought of those monkeys in the West Garden, I felt this way. He no longer learns the death sword, no longer repeats the exact same swordsmanship, more often than not, he has his own changes, and swings the sword according to his own understanding.

We must have our own judgment, we must have our own thoughts, and we cannot follow the ideas of others.

(End of chapter)