A moment before dawn, it was pitch black.

In the temple of Yan Guozong, standing Li Tiangang, Zheng He, Guo Jia, Jia Xu, and Wang Lang, the former lit a stick of true incense, held his hands, and respectfully handed it to the tall and mighty figure in front of him.

"The ancestors of China are on top, and the descendants of later generations Su Chen will pay homage to you!"

Su Chen was dressed in black mountain armor at this time, Jiao pattern boots, his eyes looked straight at the statue of the spirit placed on the huge tribute table in front of him, and held a stick of incense in his hand above his head and bowed down.

250,000 meritorious deeds, instantly deducted to only 50,000, designated emperor, meritorious service doubled.

Among the many spiritual positions, the spiritual position of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty gradually brightened up, wearing a crown of 12 crowns, wearing a dark imperial robe, vermilion bottoms, painted with crests up and down, and the silhouette of the figure rose into the air.

Jia Xu, Wang Lang and others around immediately bowed down and bowed.

A token fell into Su Chen's hand, he bowed three times, turned around and strode outside, Jia Xu, Wang Lang, Guo Jia and others followed closely.

There was a neat 'whoop' outside.

Lu Bu, Dian Wei, Qin Qiong, Zhang Yu, Li Xuanba, Li Bai, Pei Min, as well as Zhao Yun, Zhang Yi, and Lei Tong, who rushed back the day before, stood neatly outside the temple, like a statue immersed in the dark, solemnly looking at the figure that came out.

Wu Zixun stepped forward and draped a white coat over Su Chen's shoulder.

"Your Majesty, please!" The generals stood in the darkness and shouted.

"All the generals get on the horse and go to the Shangwu Hall with Lonely!"

Su Chen walked on the ancestral car, standing on the chariot with Xia Wangjian, the driver shook the reins, and drove the pulled horse to pull the cart slowly away from this side, and a group of generals and strategists in the rear got on the horse one after another.

Surrounded by shield halberds, embroidery divisions, and detective factories, figures followed closely behind, and their footsteps were neat.

……

Five watches, the imperial city of Shangwu Palace.

The huge palace has undergone some renovations as early as a month ago, standing solemnly in the dark night, along the palace road is the imperial city armor, five steps and one post, three steps and one sentry.

Officials of all sizes above the fifth rank in Yanjing City received the news yesterday, went out on the third watch, and then came to the square outside the Shangwu Hall to wait.

"When was this temple rebuilt, and it was mighty."

"Why in the Imperial City, and not in the Imperial Palace?"

"I don't know what the use is, just summon me and other civil and military forces, Chengyun Palace, why does the king want us to gather here."

The small circle of threes and twos chattered and shouted, and almost no one knew the purpose of this hall.

Qin Xiuwen was also here, his eyes were still slightly swollen, but his consciousness had come to his senses, he had heard some things outside, the descendants were beaten, and many people died but they were not killed, and the rest of the family would not be killed, on the contrary, they also sent grain and money to the Xia King.

Coupled with the Xia King's folk influence in the Northland, the foundation has been laid for every class of Shinong industry and commerce, which is a clear political signal.

There is no hindrance anymore.

"Qin Shangshu!" A minister came to greet him.

The old man raised his hand in return, asked some things about the court, and said no more, he could not find any words to say to these civil and military people who had completely fallen to the king of Xia.

He sighed slightly.

"Zhu Wenwu, enter the palace!" A tall armorer came out of the hall, stood on the high steps, and shouted at the people.

Here, more than 300 officials, large and small, stepped forward in two teams, rushing towards the open palace gate, and a long red carpet was laid on the stone steps, entering the palace gate, and the vision instantly widened.

Bright lights burned, hanging from the dome of the main hall, and the lights were bright.

And what greeted their eyes was a group of lieutenant generals and colonels wearing armor and winter clothes, there were more than 1,000 people, in several phalanxes, standing densely in the main hall, with straight postures, solemn eyes, and solemn expressions.

Around the majestic hall, many flags with white dragon patterns on a black background hung down against the wall, and everyone walked on both sides of the spacious red carpet in the middle of the phalanx, with a frightened and stunned expression, and stood in a place in front of the military formation under the guidance of the armor soldier who led the way.

Qin Xiuwen stood in the queue, looking at the protruding and tall platform in front of him with astonishment, and could clearly see the above, as well as a huge map of the wall above.

It was a map covering the entire Six Kingdoms, as well as the Western Regions and some places further west of the Western Regions.

Soon, the queen mother and the little emperor also came, and the mother and son were taken by the soldiers to sit on a viewing platform on the side, and the woman had a trembling expression on her face, and she was a little overwhelmed by the scene in front of her.

Beigong Shu was nearly six years old, he got down from the dragon chair, hugged his mother's arm tightly, and looked at the fierce banner full of fear with clear eyes.

Outside, the six-wheeled king drove over, and the soldiers along the way rang the long soldiers in their hands and bowed their heads one by one.

The soldiers waiting outside the hall put the stepping stool in front of the stopped chariot, and Su Chen, who was dressed in armor and draped in a big coat, walked out of the carriage, looked up at the majestic and solemn Shangwu Palace, and let out a white breath.

Immediately, stepping on the low stool, Lu Bu, Zhao Yun and others followed, surrounded Su Chen along the red carpet, and strode into the palace gate one after the other.

"The king enters the palace!" A high-pitched voice resounded through the temple.

The ministers standing in front of the phalanx clasped their hands on their abdomen, bowed their upper bodies slightly, lowered their faces, and peeked into the aisle from time to time.

On the viewing platform, the Queen Mother Jiang Wan slowly got up in a phoenix robe, watched the group walk into the main hall, and passed through the middle of the black-pressed military formation.

The lights of the dome shone on the shadows of the people on the floor tiles of the main hall, the boots stepped on the dull footsteps, the sword of King Xia touched in Chang Sui's hand, Su Chen walked with a big dragon, and the generals of the armies behind him, armor, and swords collided, and there was a loud sound.

Su Chen's face was expressionless, without saying a word, he walked straight through here, bypassed the high stone steps in front of him, and walked up step by step, Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, Jia Xu and other civil and military officers also followed one by one, and lined up behind Su Chen.

"Greetings, King!"

Countless voices converged in the wide and majestic hall, and Su Chen stepped forward, swept over the hundreds of faces below, and raised his arm to press it.

Below, there was no sound in an instant, and it became extremely quiet, and the raised faces looked at the mighty figure standing on the high platform with bated breath, and many people's eyes were full of obsession and worship.

After all, most of the soldiers who followed the Xia King had already obtained their own fields and houses in the fertile Central Plains.

In the dome of the main hall, the lights were bright, shining on the majestic and handsome face on the high platform, and Su Chen's voice slowly sounded in the hall: "Do you know, how did this huge map behind the lonely body be pieced together?" ”

Under the high platform, the sound of breathing could be heard quietly, and in the next second, Su Chen's voice continued to sound, wrapped by internal force, and resounded in everyone's ears.

"That's Lonely, and the soldiers under Lone Command killed it with a knife and a shot. You have seen how big this world is, not just a small place like Yan Kingdom! ”

Outside, the color of the blue is gradually rising, and the dawn is quietly coming.

Let me think about the rest of the lines

(End of chapter)