The wind blew the clouds clean overnight, and now the red sun hangs in the sky, indicating that today is a good day. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Your Majesty, good omen! The sky is high and the sun is clear, and the Haiyan River is clear, which indicates that my Dajin has a country for ten thousand years, ten thousand years! ”

"Today is cloudless, Shenzhou is cleansed, and in the near future, our army will drink the Yangtze River, and break the chaos of ministers and thieves in the southern capital. Our generation is very fortunate, and the world is very fortunate! ”

"The Japanese people take the sun as the national flag, and today a round of red sun is in the sky, which assists our emperor to stand in the omen of the United States. The slave is fortunate to have dragon scales, and he is terrified! ”

Listening to these words, Pu Yi's heart was full of joy. The deliberately made composure on his face has already been thrown out of the clouds. Now he has a different smiley face, which is quite a bit of a benevolent gentleman.

"Ladies and gentlemen, praise falsely. This time I re-ascended the throne because of the credit of the imperial army. Now that they are still chasing the bandits, we will be grateful and go to the temple to pray for them! ”

It's just that Pu Yi was just about to leave, but he was stopped by a Japanese adviser.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, please move and change your clothes, change into the generalissimo uniform of the land, sea and air, and enter the Amaterasu Great Shrine to pray!"

The joy on Pu Yi's face slowly faded.

"What did you say?"

The Japanese advisor replied coldly:

"Please go to Amaterasu Shrine and hold a consolation ceremony for my fallen soldiers!"

Pu Yi also replied coldly:

"What if I don't go?"

The Japanese advisor smiled:

"You'd better go, or I'm afraid something unspeakable will happen. Maybe it's the queen, maybe it's your people, maybe it's your ....... ”

Pu Yi was so angry that his face turned blue.

"I'm going to the temple to pray for heaven and earth!"

The advisor said disdainfully:

"After the consolation, His Majesty the Emperor can do whatever he wants, please come this way!"

Pu Yi snorted coldly.

This consolation ceremony, no one revealed the tone before, it seems that the devil wants to give himself a dismissal.

Countless white porcelain bottles have been placed in the shrine, which should be the ashes of those Japanese soldiers who were killed.

Wanrong, who was following beside her, leaned over and whispered:

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid of ......!"

Pu Yi clapped her hand for comfort, but who knew that a reprimand-like voice appeared in her ears.

"Baga, these valiant soldiers, sacrificed for the territory of His Majesty the Emperor, and they will protect Manchukuo until the sea is dry. But how dare you slander these incomparably brave warriors. I need your apologies! ”

"Kneel down quickly and apologize, or the warriors of the Empire will not forgive you."

"Your Majesty the Emperor, you are so rude!"

Looking at those hideous-looking devil officers, Pu Yi felt that he couldn't stand anymore. He only felt that his knees were weak for a while, but he couldn't kneel down, because his legs were already stiff.

"Click!"

Only the upper and lower teeth tapped uncontrollably.

"Yaga!"

Hearing the chaos in the house, Kenji Dohihara yelled.

Although Pu Yi is just a puppet, he can't be bullied too hard, and if he makes a fuss about abdicating the throne, Manchukuo will become an international laughing stock.

"His Majesty the Emperor is a noble person, please pay tribute as a ceremony!"

Hearing this, Pu Yi returned to a little normal, and he picked up a column of incense on the table with trembling hands.

However, Kenji Dohihara's heart was not on Pu Yi.

Yesterday, Ishihara's words made him break out in a cold sweat, but when he gathered the staff officers together, he found that the distance from Changchun was already outside the range of the Red Army bombers.

Although he was relieved, he was uneasy in his heart, and even today's ceremony was a little absent-minded.

"Licheng! Please move to the Taimiao Temple and worship the heavens ......! ”

When Pu Yi heard this, he hurried out of the shrine.

The time of the enthronement ceremony is strictly regulated, and if you miss it, it may turn from auspicious to unlucky.

And worshipping the sky is the most critical step, if something goes wrong, it means that you have not been recognized by God.

Thinking of this, Pu Yi asked anxiously:

"Quick, quick, how many hours are left?"

One of the officials who followed immediately replied:

"Your Majesty, there are still ten minutes, it's still too late!"

Pu Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as you don't delay the sacrifice to the sky, it's fine, it's just .......

"Your Majesty, you are still wearing, the generalissimo uniform of the army and navy!"

"Ahh

Pu Yi let out a scream, but it was too late now.

"It's over, it's over!"

This time for the festival to the sky, the palace prepared the dragon robe worn by Lord Qianlong, who knew that it was all messed up by the advisor of the Japanese country, but he couldn't change his clothes in front of everyone!

Pu Yi gritted his teeth and said:

"Wear this body to worship the heavens!"

On the high platform, an incense table has been placed, as long as people finish reciting the sacrifice astronomy, and then insert the incense into the furnace to make a ceremony.

It was only when Pu Yi's hand touched the incense pillar that he heard a strange roar.

"Whew!"

It seems that the giant beast of the desolation is gasping, and it seems that the legendary dragon is lamenting. But all the speculation turned out to be four words.

"Air raid siren!"

"Woo......!"

The sound is getting louder and louder.

"Buzz, buzz!"

Soon, more than a dozen fighters took to the air, and after forming a herringbone formation, they hurriedly flew towards the west.

Pu Yi wiped his sweat.

Coldly, he saw that in the hourglass on the table, the fine sand was flowing rapidly, and it was almost half gone.

At this time, he didn't care about any etiquette, and he scolded loudly:

"Hurry up!"

"Yes, yes!"

The minister in charge of reciting the sacrificial astronomy was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he opened the holy decree in his hand trembling for a while.

"Fengtian carries the emperor's edict ......."

The ritual of worshipping the heavens is of the highest standard, and the holy decree must use these eight words.

But when the minister read this, it was like a broken gramophone.

"Say ......, say ......!"

It's daytime, but there's no follow-up.

"Run!"

Just as the old and young people below looked at each other, the minister simply threw away the holy decree in his hand, turned his head and ran off the stage.

The old and young looked up in astonishment, and let out a scream of surprise.

"Run!"

I saw more than a dozen planes swooping down viciously.

"Quick......, quick!"

Looking at the gray paintwork, Pu Yi knew that this was not a Japanese plane. And at this time, it was not the bandits who were killed.

But at this time, his legs were already frightened, and he didn't have the strength to run away at all, so he could only watch those planes rushing straight towards him.

"Your Majesty, go!"

Suddenly, a sturdy figure rushed out. He put Pu Yi on his shoulder, took Wanrong's hand, and hurriedly ran towards a high platform.

When everyone was panicking, only Wanrong's face was hot. She glanced at the burly body in front of her, and lowered her head shyly.

At this moment, she preferred that the chaos continue.