Even emperors have it tough, so don't be too picky about the entries.

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The gates were wide open, but Chen Shao ordered his army to rest outside the city and not to enter.

After waiting for a long time, a soldier finally couldn't help but ask Yu Qi'an.

"General, what's wrong with His Majesty? We're already at his doorstep, why aren't we coming in?"

Yu Qi'an couldn't figure it out at first, but the soldier's question suddenly sparked his potential.

He slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing what was going on.

He turned around and kicked the soldier in the butt.

"You can't even understand this?"

"His Majesty is waiting for all the officials to kneel and welcome him. You should quickly go and inform the people of the whole city that His Majesty has returned in triumph."

"Without a grand spectacle, wouldn't it be like wearing fine clothes in the dark? Given His Majesty's personality, he'll feel that this battle was fought in vain."

After spending many days together, Yu Qi'an also gained a deep understanding of Chen Shao.

Chen Shao wants prestige now!

Otherwise, his position would be unstable.

Everyone knows exactly how this imperial throne came to be.

He was just a scapegoat forced into this situation.

They have absolutely no foundation, and they don't even have as many staff as that idiot Crown Prince.

Public opinion is his greatest asset at present.

The news quickly spread throughout the city.

His Majesty led a southern expedition to Huaiyuan and returned victorious.

One person goes, and ten thousand return.

This once again drew massive crowds to the capital.

Soon, Han Cao led his civil and military officials to kneel down in a dense mass outside the city gate.

"Your Majesty, we respectfully welcome your triumphant return!"

Chen Shao nodded in satisfaction and gently squeezed the horse's belly.

He led his more than 20,000 troops through the city gate with an air of nonchalance.

He remained outwardly calm, but the Yellow Turban soldiers behind him almost instinctively knelt down.

What year is this eve?

Judging from their clothes, red robes, purple robes... these are all legitimate officials of the Great Yan Dynasty.

They actually knelt down in front of their General Chen.

Is donning a yellow robe really that effective?

If only I had known this earlier, I would have been forced to wear the imperial robe sooner, and the world would have been at peace long ago.

Thinking of this, I unconsciously began to straighten my chest.

They weren't stupid enough to believe in such mysterious things.

However, since they were originally from the common people and believed in the Yellow Turban Rebellion, it was natural for them to gravitate towards divine authority.

Inside the city, the streets were lined with people.

If the soldiers hadn't formed a human wall by holding hands to block the way, it would probably have been completely blocked long ago.

Yu Qi'an stood in the crowd.

He shouted:

"His Majesty is about to enter the city. Everyone knows what to do, right?"

Public opinion needs to be stirred up a bit.

Yu Qi'an's current role is that of a cheerleader captain.

"I have only one request: whoever shouts the loudest, come to me and claim your reward—fifty taels of silver!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

The moment Chen Shao's army entered the city gate and stepped onto the street.

The whole street was in an uproar.

"Long live Your Majesty! May the Great Yan Empire be forever secure!"

"Long live Your Majesty! May the Great Yan Empire be forever secure!"

"Long live Your Majesty! May the Great Yan Empire be forever secure!"

This cheer, while partly due to Qi An's encouragement, was generally three parts fake and seven parts genuine.

Your Majesty was truly amazing this time.

A man went to Huaiyuan to provide disaster relief and quell the rebellion.

In just a few days, the Huaiyuan matter was resolved, and they even gained a large army for nothing.

The 30,000-strong army at the front routed the Northern Barbarians.

With so many people added to the mix, wouldn't they just trample the royal court?

I've heard that the women of Northern Mang have a unique charm and are quite vigorous. Maybe I'll be able to pick up a Mang girl at a brothel in the capital later this year.

Ordinary people think about problems in a simple and direct way.

It means 1+1=2.

If 30,000 people are so powerful, what would happen if there were 50,000?

Your Majesty's merit is worthy of being enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Moreover, in the minds of most ordinary people, Chen Shao is now omnipotent, with magical powers that reach the heavens and the earth.

The sudden appearance of an army might not be a case of him conjuring soldiers from beans.

This is a good thing for them, since they not only defy their ruler and father, but also defy Heaven.

Now that His Majesty has completely replaced the Heavenly Emperor, we can prepare one less offering.

Chen Shao gradually became the first person to combine imperial power and divine authority!

He rode on his horse, his face calm, but his heart was filled with boundless pride.

Just then, the familiar notification sound rang in my mind again.

[Ding! To become a great emperor for all time, winning the hearts of the people is the most basic thing. Congratulations on receiving a chance to win a prize. Do you want to participate?]

"smoke."

Chen Shao, still maintaining his imperial demeanor, waved to the people from his horse, his heart already filled with anticipation.

The familiar scene unfolds once again.

The scene shocked Chen Shao.

In the picture, Li Shimin, with his extraordinary and heroic appearance, sits high on the throne.

Below, the grassland overlord, Jieli Khan, now resembled a tiger with its teeth pulled, trembling on the ground.

"Khan Jieli, give us a dance!"

The former overlord of the grasslands had no choice but to rise up.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire Tang Dynasty court, it began to skillfully twist its body.

The foreigners were naturally skilled in singing and dancing, and their performance was even better than that of ordinary songstresses from the Central Plains.

And he was even forcing a smile.

Chen Shao was thrilled. This was the true Heavenly Khan, sweeping across the world in just three years.

He did something his father could never do in his entire life.

It's Erfeng again!

This is the second time I've drawn it, and I've already got the [Brother Killing] card. I guess the rest of my cards should all be gold legendary cards, right?

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn the Emperor Card and obtained the entry: Chang'an Dance King.]

[Chang'an Dance King: Can forcibly control a person of a different race for a short time, forcing them to perform a dance on the spot.]

"???"

What is this abstract thing?!

Chen Shao shook his head vigorously, deciding to ignore it for the time being.

The cheers of the people could still be heard all around.

Chen Shao pressed his hands together lightly, signaling everyone to be quiet.

He raised his right hand high.

"The Mandate of Heaven rests with the Han! The Mandate of Heaven rests with me!"

This further ignited the flames in the hearts of the people.

The entire capital city was in an uproar.

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After the crowd dispersed, Chen Shao continued riding towards the palace gate.

Shen Qingci had caught up with him at some point and walked alongside him, lowering her voice to say:

"Your Majesty, my right eyelid is still twitching. It's been twitching all the way from Weibo to the capital without stopping."

Chen Shao glanced at her sideways: "Mr. Shen still believes in this?"

"Believe it or not, it's always better to be careful. You've been away from the capital for so many days, who knows what might be waiting for you."

"Logically, Bai Bingbing should have appeared immediately, but we haven't seen her yet, something might have happened..."

"It's alright."

Chen Shao summoned Yu Qi'an.

Let him take these 20,000-plus men away and reorganize them, once again disrupting the original Iron Fist Army.

Yu Qi'an naturally understood the reasoning behind this, and was about to accept the order and leave, but was stopped by Chen Shao.

"Leave eight hundred men for me as personal guards."

Yu Qi'an was taken aback, then suddenly realized: "Your Majesty is worried about the Empress Dowager..."

He made a throat-slitting gesture, after all, the imperial guards in the deep palace were under the control of the Empress Dowager.

"Isn't 800 people too few?"

"The number 800 is auspicious!"

Chen Shao didn't explain much.

He led Wu Song, Shen Qingci, and eight hundred soldiers through the palace gate.