Eat without talking, sleep without talking. This is an ancient saying.

Early morning.

Chu Yang, dressed in black and wearing a drunken robe, with a traditional Butian Pavilion mask on his face, got into an eight-carriage sedan! In the voices of the bearers' voices of "flying, eating, flying, eating", he was majestic all the way.

Leave for the morning.

The morning court was held in the Tianyang Hall. I heard that it was moved here after His Majesty the Emperor ascended the throne. Hearing this name, Chu Yang felt relieved for the first time.

When we arrived in front of the main hall, we saw hundreds of civil and military officials waiting in groups here and there.

Chu Yang coughed, and walked in with a stinging dragon and tiger step: he immediately brought in a strong smell of alcohol.

All the civil and military officials in the main hall looked sideways; but this one is the seat of Butian Pavilion! Who dares to say a word about him?

After a while, the sound of the ceremonial guard sounded, the melodious sound of silk and bamboo was heard, and a sharp voice shouted loudly: "His Majesty the Emperor has arrived!~~~"

Everyone hurried forward to greet them. Chu Yang looked up and saw a bright yellow ceremonial guard coming slowly from a distance. On top of it, there was a man wearing bright yellow clothes, a crown on his head, a face like a crown of jade, and calm and majestic eyes.

Naturally, he carries an unparalleled demeanor that dominates the world!

The world is in your hands, the country is in your heart, the wind and clouds are in your grasp, and the country is in your chest!

Rule the world!

A generation of emperors, Tie Butian!

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Chapter completed!