The Emperor of the Three Kingdoms of the All Worlds/the Emperor of the Three Kingdoms of the All Wor

Dong Zhuo stood in front of the dragon chair and looked down at the ministers. His ugly face showed contempt for the Han Empire. His words and deeds could tell that he had bad thoughts on this dragon chair.

"You all raise your heads for this Prime Minister, look at this waste emperor, and see if he is qualified to be the supreme king of the Han Empire!" Dong Zhuo raised his brows, a heavy, disgusting and frightening voice in the hall of the court. startled.

"Hey, rebel minister, rebel minister!"

"God doesn't bless my big man!"

Hundreds of ministers cried out in frustration, but under Dong Zhuo's demonic power, they had no resistance at all, so they had to raise their heads, and hundreds of emotional eyes turned to the thin figure outside the hall.

Outside the hall, Liu Bian, who was not what he used to be, suddenly felt that the eyes of the entire hall were falling on him, and he could naturally feel the various emotions in his eyes.

"Dong Zhuo, do you want to see me make a fool of yourself?"

Liu Bian smiled coldly, and through a distance of about a hundred meters, he stared at Dong Zhuo in front of the dragon chair, and his killing intent rushed to the sky.

"What?" Although Dong Zhuo has now been corrupted by Ronghua, he was once a fierce Xiliang general. As a general, he has a sense of danger. Suddenly, he sensed a dangerous light falling on him.

In a hurry, he looked around, trying to find the source of the dangerous gaze, but when he swept away, the entire hall was surrounded by soldiers from Xiliang who were heavily guarded by him, and the ministers in the hall did not dare to express dissatisfaction with him. , where did the dangerous eyes come from?

"It's that trash emperor!"

Dong Zhuo's eyes widened and he looked straight forward, only to realize that the real owner of that gaze was Liu Bian, who he regarded as an ant and nothing.

"How can a waste make me feel dangerous?"

"It seems that after the abolition of the emperor this time, the waste emperor must be put to death immediately." The strong unease in his heart made Dong Zhuo think of killing.

Step, step, step!

Liu Bian withdrew his gaze and did not stop outside the hall. He took steady steps and walked towards the Chaohui Hall. The footsteps, moving and quiet, rang out in the Chaohui Hall, and every step he stepped on. The hearts of everyone in the hall, every step, shocked the ministers in the hall.

At this moment, Liu Bian is very upright and extraordinary, and his every move is full of the oppressive power that only emperors can have.

If his performance is not like an emperor, then it is estimated that no one will be like an emperor!

"This... is this still Your Majesty?"

Chapter [-] Which Emperor Do You Worship?

Hundreds of ministers widened their eyes and stared at Liu Bian who stepped into the hall. Their expressions were different, but they all had one thing in common, they were shocked by Liu Bian's performance.

You must know that in the past, all the ministers had different impressions of Liu Bian. In the past, Liu Bian was weak and timid, not to mention seeing such a big scene where ministers gathered in one hall, even if they saw someone a little bit fierce, they would cry in horror.

But now... now acting like this?

Let the ministers taste tight!

"Absolutely can't stay, this person can't stay any longer!"

Especially Dong Zhuo, seeing Liu Bian's mighty performance, he felt a kind of remorse in his heart. He felt that all of Liu Bian's previous performances were disguises. At first, why didn't he directly kill him.

"The waste emperor is the waste emperor, even if you are a disguise, what if this prime minister has Luoyang firmly in his hands, even if you have an earth-shattering talent, under my iron cavalry of hundreds of thousands of Xiliang, you are helpless. "

After regret, Dong Zhuo had to find a reason to comfort himself, so as not to hurt his liver.

"Li Ru, don't go to welcome the new emperor into the hall."

With a strong sense of unease, Dong Zhuo just wanted to finish the ritual of the Zen throne as soon as possible, and then execute Liu Bian to avoid future troubles.

Li Ru, as Dong Zhuo's confidant think tank and son-in-law, can naturally understand the meaning.

Immediately.

"Congratulations to the arrival of the new emperor."

Li Ru bowed slightly, clasped his fists, and shouted towards the outside of the hall, but it was temporarily taking over the role of the eunuch.

There was a burst of hurried footsteps. Outside the hall, a dozen people's heads appeared, and a group of people came in, surrounded by a young, petite, small child wearing a dragon robe and an emperor's crown.

This person is Liu Bian's half-brother, Liu Xie.

"The ministers welcome the new emperor."

Li Ru shouted again and stared respectfully outside the hall, but suddenly knelt on the ground and saluted Liu Xie.

The ministers watched this scene, most of their faces were full of fear and anger. They wanted to criticize, but they were afraid that Dong Zhuo would blame him. You must know that in the days when Dong Zhuo was in control of Luoyang, countless ministers had already been executed. Dare to take this risk again.

"The new emperor is back, you can't wait to salute quickly."

Seeing the performance of the officials, Dong Zhuo's ugly face flashed with ridicule, and then he shouted angrily.

"As the saying goes, a country cannot have two masters. The young emperor is the emperor established by the previous emperor himself. At this moment, he is still the emperor, the only emperor. I dare to ask the prime minister, which emperor are we going to meet?"

An old courtier, dressed in the official uniform of the court, stepped out from the second position of the civil minister with a resolute face, but he was the minister of the court.

"Ding Guan, you dare to defy Ben..."

"Dare to ask the Prime Minister, which emperor do I want to meet?" Without waiting for Dong Zhuo's anger to show, he made another upright voice.

But it was the first position of the civil servants, when the imperial commander of the dynasty, the third prince of the fourth generation, Yuan Wei made a voice, his tone was firm, and his body was full of unyielding meaning.

"Master Taiwei..." Ding Guan's eyes were filled with excitement.

"Dare to ask the Prime Minister, which emperor am I waiting to meet?"

Following Ding Guan, Yuan Wei's voice fell, and the ministers immediately responded, neat and unified, their voices arrogant, all upright and unyielding, so united, with the leader is one, most of them are loyal to the Han Dynasty as the second .

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