Can I get to the other side?.

Chapter 32: Seventeen That Year, Sitting Like a Minion

Liu Xie's life did not change much after he conquered Guo Jia, and the days passed as usual.

The only difference was that Guo Jia would come to the palace from time to time to chat with him and pass the time, which made Liu Xie feel less bored.

Just like that a month passed quickly.

With the arrival of winter, the end of the year is approaching.

All the vassal forces have been quiet during this period. After all, New Year's Eve is the most important festival of the year, and who doesn't want to spend it in peace?
What's more, winter is not suitable for fighting. If you start a war at this time, not only will you not gain any benefits, but the soldiers will also become war-weary.

To celebrate the Spring Festival, Yuan Shao, in the name of Liu Xie, summoned civil and military officials to hold a New Year's Eve banquet in the imperial palace.

……

Night falls, like a curtain dropping.

Yecheng is still prosperous and bright, with lights from thousands of homes dotted around, shining brightly with the stars, and filled with the lively atmosphere of the New Year.

The palace was brightly lit and bustling with people.

The imperial palace will hold a New Year's Eve banquet tonight. Yuan Shao's civil and military officials, as well as his family members, will all come to attend. Carriages of all colors will stop outside the palace, making it impossible to get through.

The banquet was held in a side hall of the imperial palace.

Although it is a side hall, its specifications are not low and it is built in an extremely grand and magnificent manner. It can be seen that Yuan Shao put a lot of effort into building this imperial palace.

The banquet was divided into two sides, and people sat according to their status.

Although not all the guests have arrived yet, the banquet has been prepared. The guests are chatting and laughing with each other, and the atmosphere is warm.

At the end of the banquet hall on both sides was the main seat where the emperor sat.

Liu Xie, dressed in gorgeous attire, was sitting on it.

Today he was wearing a red and black dragon robe, a purple gold crown on his head, and a jade ring on his waist. He had a good appearance to begin with, and now after being dressed like this, he looked even more majestic like an emperor.

But not many people present cared about him.

Apart from the occasional scrutiny and disdainful looks, no one came over to greet him, let alone congratulate him.

And Liu Xie certainly knew the reason.

"Do you think of me as a mascot?"

Liu Xie curled his lips secretly, this group of people are no longer pretending.

Although he, as the Son of Heaven, has no power and is just a title and a symbol, these guys are being too obvious.

He had been sitting there for nearly half an hour since he came in, but no one came to greet him. It was really chilling.

Guo Jia was also in the hall, but he was sitting closer to the door, so Liu Xie could only barely see him; as for Zhang He and Gao Lan, they were even more miserable, as they did not even have the qualifications to enter the hall, and were still guarding the gate of the imperial palace.

Being so ignored, it is no wonder that they both surrendered to Cao Cao later.

Yuan Benchu’s loss was truly not unfair.

Just when Liu Xie was thinking about all sorts of things, the hall suddenly became quiet, so he turned his gaze towards the entrance of the hall.

Yuan Shao strode in, and behind him followed Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei, as well as advisers such as Ju Su, Shen Pei, Tian Feng, and Guo Tu.

"coming."

Liu Xie felt a little startled and sat up straighter.

Yuan Shao led everyone into the center of the hall and immediately apologized to Liu Xie, saying, "We are late for the banquet. Please forgive us, Your Majesty."

Really good at pretending...

Liu Xie cursed in his heart, but smiled and said, "It's okay. I just arrived not long ago. Yuan Qing, please take a seat quickly. I have prepared a seat for you."

There is a seat at the lower right of Liu Xie.

That was specially prepared for Yuan Shao.

In the Han Dynasty, the right was respected, and Yuan Shao's seat was higher than that of other civil and military officials, second only to Liu Xie.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yuan Shao nodded slightly, then strode towards the seat. Liu Xie then said to Liu Bei, "Uncle, please sit down too."

Although Liu Bei's official position was not comparable to Yuan Shao's, he was still able to sit in the upper seat as the emperor's uncle, sitting to the lower left of Liu Xie, opposite to Yuan Shao's seat.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Liu Bei bowed respectfully, then took Guan Yu and Zhang Fei to their seats.

The three of them were sworn brothers, so it was not inappropriate for them to sit at the same table.

"Then, I declare that the New Year's Eve banquet officially begins!"

Seeing that everyone was present, Liu Xie stood up with his wine glass and announced loudly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell into silence.

Everyone's eyes turned to Yuan Shao.

Yuan Shao raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "What are you looking at me for? Didn't you hear what your majesty said? Let the banquet begin!"

"promise--!"

Everyone then responded in unison, and the music started playing loudly.

Liu Xie smiled awkwardly and sat down silently.

Damn, he overacted and really thought he was the emperor.

Don’t say that the emperor himself is fake. Even if he is real, he has no say.

He looked at the wine glass on the table. The slightly turbid wine in it reflected his still somewhat childish face, which he inexplicably found somewhat funny.

"Tsk, you've become a clown."

Liu Xie curled his lips and then looked down at the hall.

If you are called "Your Majesty" too often, your mentality will become inflated. This is not a good sign and can be fatal.

The atmosphere in the hall has gradually become heated.

The ministers were toasting each other, and there was an endless stream of people coming to toast Yuan Shao. Even Liu Bei had many people coming to show their goodwill.

Only his side was empty.

Liu Xie sat alone on the emperor's throne, amidst the hustle and bustle, but he seemed non-existent and no one paid any attention to him.

Like a minion, he appeared in a place where he didn't belong.

But Liu Xie didn't care about it. He knew that he was just a puppet, and even his identity as the emperor was fake. Moreover, even if it was real, few people present would care. Yuan Shao was the real protagonist.

Because he was just a down-and-out time traveler. If he wasn't lucky enough to look like the emperor, he couldn't even enter the gate of the palace.

It is a great blessing and luck to be able to sit here.

But...why did he feel unwilling?
I can't control my body, my words, or even my life. I'm as insignificant as an ant, and no one cares about me.

A single word from these big shots could decide his life or death, it was so insignificant.

Guo Jia in the hall had been silently watching Liu Xie's condition. When he saw him like this, he smiled slightly.

"Your Majesty, it is not pleasant to be in a high position without power."

Guo Jia said to himself while drinking.

In fact, after interacting with this young Majesty, his biggest feeling was that although this Majesty possessed extraordinary wisdom and extremely outstanding ambitions, he was too lazy and lacked drive.

Guo Jia could understand. After all, His Majesty was just a young man who needed a little external pressure to guide him.

Humiliation and anger are the best medicine.

"It seems that we must find a way to let His Majesty experience this kind of situation more often in the future, so that he can develop a greater desire and ambition for power."

Guo Jia had made up his mind and his eyes were deep.

Today, the world is in an age of great contention. If you do not fight, you will only perish. And as Liu Xie is the emperor, he must fight even more!
(End of this chapter)