Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 219 Emperor Guangwu Appears
"Brother Wang, don't get excited. I know everything." Liu Xiu nodded with a serious expression.

"These days, the Empress and I have been on incognito visits and have learned that Deng Sui has released grain to the granaries and is a benevolent ruler who loves the people. The Emperor is still young, so it's not a bad idea for her to assist him in government affairs. However, with a woman in charge, rumors are bound to circulate."

"Your Majesty, Sui'er is a widow at such a young age, and it is really difficult for her to assist the young master. Now that we are here, we can't just stand by and watch." Yin Lihua said.

"But we have traveled through time from fifty years ago. If we show up rashly, will people in the world believe our identities? Will they obey me?" Liu Xiu sat on the chair and sighed worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm worried about this problem too." Su Jiahe paced back and forth in the room, racking his brains but couldn't come up with any ideas.

"Don't worry, let me think about this."

Wang Mang lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Yes!"

"Brother Wang, what do you have in mind?" Su Jiahe hurried over and asked.

"Xiu'er, the Double Ninth Festival is coming in a few days, isn't there going to be a sacrifice in the palace?"

"Yes, what's the matter? What do you think, brother?" Liu Xiu looked at Wang Mang curiously.

"That's how you are..."

After Wang Mang told everyone about his plan, everyone fell silent.

"Is this really possible?" Liu Xiu frowned slightly.

"Believe me, it's possible. Just don't laugh and be as solemn and dignified as you usually do in court. Leave the rest to me."

"Okay... okay." Liu Xiu couldn't think of a better way, so he had to agree to Wang Mang.

Three days later, Deng Sui, the young emperor, and all the civil and military officials came to the ancestral hall to pay homage to their ancestors as usual. As they knelt before the portraits of the previous emperors, suddenly, several multicolored lights shot out from behind Liu Xiu's tablet.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"what is that?"

"Did the late emperor appear?"

Just as everyone was at a loss as to what to do, a cloud of white smoke suddenly rose from all around, quickly spreading throughout the ancestral hall. Everyone was enveloped in a blanket of white.

"What exactly happened here?"

"I don't know, ahem..."

Some older ministers were choking and coughing uncontrollably, and a few timid ones were so scared that they wanted to escape, but the entrance to the ancestral hall had been blocked by guards.

"The Queen Mother has decreed that you are not allowed to leave the ancestral hall until the sacrifice is complete. You are forbidden to move around and must wait where you are."

Wang Mang had long anticipated that there would be panic at the scene, and in order to prevent a stampede, he instructed the guards in advance to maintain order in a timely manner.

When everyone heard that it was Deng Sui's order, they did not dare to disobey and had to stand where they were.

Soon, the white mist gradually dissipated, and only a burly figure was seen standing behind the altar, wearing a crown on his head, a long sword at his waist, and colorful light emanating from behind him.

"Who is that?"

"He seems to be wearing a dragon robe."

"Apart from the emperor, who else would dare to wear the dragon robe?"

……

The ministers were all whispering and discussing, only Deng Sui stood in the front, staring nervously at Liu Xiu who was standing behind the altar, afraid that he would reveal any flaws.

"Mother, who is that?" The twelve-year-old emperor Liu Hu was a little scared and hid behind Deng Sui.

"Don't be afraid, Emperor. I'll pay my respects to the ancestors in a moment."

Finally, the white mist in the ancestral hall dissipated, and everyone was astonished to see Liu Xiu standing before his own portrait, his appearance and attire almost identical to the portrait. "Ah, this is…"

Just as everyone was looking at each other in confusion, Deng Sui was the first to shout, "This is the spirit of Emperor Guangwu appearing. The younger generation of the Deng family pays homage to Emperor Guangwu." Then she pulled Liu Hu and bowed down to him.

After a few seconds of silence, all the civil and military officials knelt down and kowtowed.

"I have paid my respects to His Majesty Emperor Guangwu. Long live His Majesty."

Some people thought that Liu Xiu had really appeared in person and were so excited that they almost cried; some people felt that they had done something wrong and were trembling in fear; some people suspected that someone was playing tricks, but the Liu Xiu in front of them really looked very similar to the portrait, and his demeanor and expression revealed the majesty of an emperor.

"I am Emperor Guangwu. I have been in the immortal realm for over fifty years. Now, the Han Dynasty is plagued by natural disasters and internal and external troubles. Therefore, I have returned to the mortal world to save the Han Dynasty from peril."

Liu Xiu stood behind the offering table, holding a long sword, head held high, eyes slightly lowered, looking down at the civil and military officials kneeling below, and shouted these words in a powerful voice.

The ancestral hall fell silent for a few seconds, then everyone shouted in unison, "Your Majesty is wise!"

"Hey, how did Emperor Guangwu become an immortal? I remember he didn't cultivate immortality." A minister tilted his head slightly and whispered to his colleague next to him.

"Shut up and lie down!"

Deng Sui finally breathed a sigh of relief. So far, the ministers at least outwardly believed that Liu Xiu had appeared to them, and there was no cover-up or disturbance.

“Deng Sui.” Liu Xiu looked down at Deng Sui.

"This concubine, Deng, wife of the Emperor, greets our ancestors." Deng Sui bowed respectfully once more.

"Emperor He died young, and the new emperor is still young. Although you are a woman, you have been entrusted with this mission in this time of crisis, assisting the young emperor and helping the people. Your loyalty is evident. I hereby grant you the authority to rule the country and manage state affairs. All civil and military officials will be appointed by you."

"Thank you, Ancestor. I will certainly live up to my mission and revive the Han Dynasty."

Deng Sui pulled Liu Hu down to bow deeply, and the civil and military officials behind them had no choice but to follow suit.

Liu Hu was very curious about Liu Xiu's "miracle," so he secretly raised his eyes to take a look, only to meet Liu Xiu's gaze. He was so frightened that he immediately lowered his head.

"Are you the new emperor Liu Hu?" Liu Xiu asked, staring at Liu Hu.

“Yes, ancestor…” Liu Hu answered timidly.

"As the emperor of the Han Dynasty, I should emulate the sages of the past, be diligent and eager to learn, be vigilant and cautious, and never be lazy or complacent."

"The younger generation will remember the teachings of our ancestors." At this moment, Liu Hu wished he could stick to the ground, his legs secretly going weak.

"I have heard that a great master has been born, carrying countless strange objects. This is the destiny of the Han Dynasty, which will surely bring an end to disasters and peace to the country. You must not be negligent."

As soon as Liu Xiu said this, several ministers whispered among themselves.

"You must be referring to those people around the Empress Dowager."

"Those few young girls and one old man, and they're actually experts?"

However, most people still believed in Liu Xiu and answered in unison.

"The ministers obey the order."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ancestral hall was once again engulfed in a white mist. Within the mist, multicolored lights flickered and changed in an instant, like a divine miracle.

When the white mist dissipated again, Liu Xiu had vanished without a trace, and only the memorial tablets of past emperors remained on the offering table.

"This..." The ministers looked at each other, as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"Did Emperor Guangwu really manifest his power?"

"There is no divine intervention; it is only feared that someone is impersonating the late emperor and misleading the people!" Zhou Zhang, the Grand Minister of Works who had always been at odds with Deng Sui, shouted.

“That’s right. Emperor Guangwu was a wise and benevolent ruler. How could he expect us to listen to a woman?”