Above the main hall.

The fake Zhu Youwen looked at the ministers kneeling in the middle of the main hall, wearing official robes, it was really ...... Couldn't do anything.

If half of the country of this beam is his, now that the war is eroding, and the front line has lost soldiers one after another, he is afraid that he will already be anxious like ants on the fire, and he will not be able to live in fear.

But the reality is so cruel, Meng Po told him with an absolutely firm hand and absolutely terrible ruling power that the country of this Great Liang is neither his, nor the subjects of Great Liang, but belongs to someone else, some other people.

Meng Po's power is so stable and her control over the 'Xuanming Sect' is so strong that the fake Zhu Youwen honestly acts as a puppet in the Jiaolan Palace.

Under the control of the fake Zhu Youwen and Meng Po, from Zhu Youqian's rebellion to Li Cunli's defeat of Zhengzhou, the Liang court did not make any reaction.

But his indifferent appearance made the ministers anxious.

Seeing that Li Xingyun, who was just a moss disease a few months ago, wandering and pasty, has now occupied Luoyang and has the potential to sweep the world!

Your Majesty, whether it's war or surrender, you have to give a word.

To put it mildly, it is a war, there are still hundreds of thousands of troops in Bianzhou City, and the land of Weibo in the north has not been lost, and there are still large areas of land and rich land behind them, at least they will not be harmed by the attack of both sides.

Yes, you also give a word, and the courtiers are also preparing in private.

Even if it is to move the capital, this is a big project that needs to be prepared and really needs to be put on the agenda.

"Uh...... Wait, let's talk again, let's talk about it......" Fake Zhu Youwen yawned as usual, looked at the ministers in the hall, and said.

"You can't discuss it anymore, Your Majesty!" The servant looked at the fake Zhu Youwen who was sitting at the top and asked anxiously.

"Now that Li Xingyun's soldiers and horses are ready to come to the city at any time, Your Majesty, you have to make plans early!" The ministers persuaded bitterly, and the ministers of the Liang Kingdom in the palace listened with fear.

"Fork out." Fake Zhu Youwen opened his mouth and ordered coldly and mercilessly.

He must play the role of the faint king, otherwise Meng Po will take his life.

"Your Majesty, don't you, Your Majesty......

Daliang is in danger, Your Majesty! Several armor soldiers rushed into the hall, and without saying a word, they erected the Liang ministers who were still chanting out of the Jiaolan Palace.

"Since there's nothing to do, let's retreat over there." After a long time, seeing that no one was speaking, the fake Zhu Youwen waved his hand and spoke.

"Report!" At that moment, a hurried voice rang out.

It seems that someone wants to spread some news, but in fact, with Meng Po's mastery of Bianzhou, it is impossible to let irrelevant people in.

"Your Majesty, my lords, there is an urgent report from the front line." The man got down on one knee and spoke.

"Speak." Fake Zhu Youwen replied.

"Your Majesty, Li Xingyun has already proclaimed himself emperor in Luoyang." As the man made a report, he noted down the reactions of the ministers in the palace one by one, as a response to those behind him.

"What!"

"How so?!"

Suddenly, the crowd in the Jiaolan Hall was like boiling water, and suddenly began to discuss things, talking to each other and whispering. All of a sudden, the sound of excitement echoed in the air, like the busy buzzing of countless small bees. They were in groups of threes and twos, talking in low voices, frowning, and their expressions solemn and focused.

Li Xingyun proclaimed himself emperor, and once again tore open the few fig leafs of the beam.

At this time, even if the courtiers of the Great Liang are quite ostriches, they can't do it.

……

Inside the Luoyang Palace.

The main hall stands majestically, the red courtyard is full of flowers, the flowing water is murmuring, the layers of bead curtains and splendid silk covers, glowing with brilliant and dazzling colors. The gold lacquer carved beams and green pillars, and the glazed jade tiles shimmer with luxury and gorgeousness.

The dormitory is full of treasures and rare things. The throne of the dragon pattern hangs high, inlaid with precious stones and jewels, and exudes a mesmerizing light. The palace is full of fragrance, and wisps of fragrance permeate it. The beautiful scenery is painted on the wall of flowers and birds, and compared to the world like purgatory, it looks like heaven.

Inside Li Xingyun's dormitory.

Lu Linxuan was still asleep on the couch.

She's really tired.

But the empress insisted on getting up to "dress" Li Xingyun to change clothes, no matter how much Li Xingyun emphasized that he could dress himself, it was useless.

Being able to be dressed by a great beauty like the empress, when was it a young man's dream, but now, it has become a heavy fact on him.

The empress has a noble temperament and is gentle and elegant, like an ancient fairy descending into the world. The appearance is stunning, the facial features are elegant and dignified, the eyebrows are slightly raised, and the eyes are bright and crystalline, as if the stars are shining in them.

At this moment, she is wearing only two obscene clothes, showing her perfect figure like a curvilinear sculpture to the fullest. The slender figure shows elegance and confidence, with a slender waist and bee waist, plump and straight breasts, attractive hip curves, skin like clotted fat, fair and delicate, smooth as jade.

She gestured with an inexplicable gentleness and understanding, which made Li Xingyun feel ...... I was surprised.

He really didn't expect that the empress who could be yellow on the mirror applique and the cold light in iron armor would have such a gentle and watery side.

"Thank you." The two were silent for a while, and after a long time, Li Xingyun said softly, breaking the silence between the two.

"Your Majesty, please." The empress turned around, took a sword from the shelf on the side, respectfully presented the sword with both hands, and spoke.

This is the Longquan Sword he gave to the empress before, and he never thought that it would return to his hands in such a way.

"Hmm." Hearing this, Li Xingyun nodded, also took the sword with both hands, and then, holding the Longquan sword in one hand, turned around and wanted to leave.

Behind her, the empress respectfully knelt on her knees, bowed her head, and bid farewell to her husband.

……

Get out of the dormitory.

Li Xingyun looked at a guard and said, "Chuan Jin King Li Siyuan." ”

Actually, he just wanted to find the Three Thousand Temples first.

Among the people in Luoyang today, the Three Thousand Courtyard, who is a bad person, can obviously gain his trust more.

Moreover, as Li Siyuan, he is also more able to gain the trust of all forces and mediate in it.

Not long after, the Three Thousand Courtyard rushed to Li Xingyun with a face belonging to Li Siyuan.

He was dressed in a white Confucian robe, wearing a Confucian crown, holding a Xiuwen fan, and with a smile on his Buddha face, he looked gentle and elegant.

He first bowed and saluted, then looked around, and saw that there was no one around, so he did not speak in a false voice, but in his true voice: "Minister, bad man Tianzangxing, congratulations to Your Majesty." ”

"What's the joy of?" Li Xingyun looked at the Three Thousand Courtyards in front of him, and asked expressionlessly.

"Your Majesty's wedding should be a happy event!" Sanqianyuan opened his mouth and said respectfully.

(End of chapter)