"Zhong Aiqing's life."

Yan Xiaomo gently raised her hands, letting the courtiers below get up, her eyes swept indifferently, and finally landed on Xiahou Xuan's body.

It was the first time she had become an emperor, and the first time she had dressed as a man.

I don't know how to be the emperor, Yan Xiaomo doesn't know at all.

"Your Majesty." The courtiers stood together and then stood on either side.

"If something happens, ignore the retreat."

The eunuch shouted, paving the way for Yan Xiaomo and making an opening statement.

"Your Majesty, the ministers have something to do."

I saw a middle-aged man with a beard walking out of the crowd and facing Yan Xiaomo.

"Quasi-play!"

Yan Xiaomo lifted it up slightly, and the eunuch next to him immediately understood and helped Yan Xiaomo speak.

"Enlighten the emperor, in a few days it will be the Rain God Festival, the emperor should go to Baiyun Temple to pray for the rain for the apocalypse, I don't know if the emperor will still fulfill the tradition of the Rain God Festival."

The adult said cautiously, although it was said to Yan Xiaomo, but the adult looked at Xiahoudun.

After all, everyone knows that Xiahoudun has the right to say whether to go or not.

"Tradition cannot be wasted and discarded, it must be gone."

Yan Xiaomo had a thoughtful expression on her face, but everyone didn't take her words seriously, and they all looked at Xiahoudun.

As Yan Xiaomo's words fell, the voices in the hall seemed to disappear without a trace.

Obviously, what Yan Xiaomo said basically had no weight, and everyone was waiting for Xiahou Xuan's order.

Come on, people don't stop her, Yan Xiaomo leaned back, she still wanted to be a good emperor, but others didn't take her as an emperor in their eyes at all.

In this world, it is really the strong who are respected.

Yan Xiaomo suddenly remembered a sentence in her mind, in fact, the people of the world don't care who is the emperor, as long as their lives can still go on smoothly, if they can reduce the taxes of the people, it is estimated that the people will be happier.

"Then go ahead."

Xiahoudun was very satisfied with this effect, the entire government and the opposition were under his control, and he just needed a justifiable reason to sit on the throne.

In fact, there were too many opportunities to sit on the throne, but he somehow killed the little emperor without wanting to.

When he gets tired of the emperor, he will send someone to kill the emperor, and then become the emperor himself.

Anyway, he has controlled the government and the opposition for many years, and he is not afraid of being scolded by others for being a traitorous minister, and the more others scold him like this, the more energetic he becomes.

Raised his eyes to look at someone on the dragon chair, his brows frowning slightly.

That guy was lying on the dragon chair so unruly.

"Retreat."

Xiahoudun didn't like cumbersome etiquette, and after nothing happened, he directly asked those ministers to retire from the court.

It didn't take long for the entire hall to be almost gone, leaving only some eunuchs and palace maids on duty.

"Let's all go down!"

Xiahoudun ordered, and everyone hurried away.

Yan Xiaomo quickly sat up from the chair, jumped off the dragon chair, stood up and said to Xiahoudun: "Since they have all gone down, can I go to rest?" ”

Xiahoudun walked towards the dragon chair, and then sat on the dragon chair, his slender legs fell on the dragon case, "This dragon chair is already very comfortable, what else do you want to rest?" ”

Yan Xiaomo stammered, lowered her head, and didn't give a rest if she didn't give a break, what's the big deal?