Chapter 1 I am Emperor Xian (2)
He also talked about the Three Kingdoms with friends, and when a friend jokingly said that Emperor Xian of Han was also named Liu Xie, he clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "If I were really Emperor Xian of Han, I would not be as timid as him!"
Fate seemed to have played a huge joke on him, and the joking words at that time had become a reality. He really became Emperor Xian of Han, and now Cao Cao was moving his capital to Xuchang, he was on his way to Xuchang.
Liu Xie forced a smile, he heard that three days ago, a heavy rainstorm destroyed the official road, and the soldiers driving the carriage were careless for a moment, and the wheels suddenly fell into a pit. He was sitting in the carriage at the time, and when the carriage shook, he didn't sit steadily, and his whole body crashed onto the carriage board, immediately losing consciousness. The military doctor said that his brain had been shaken, and external evil had invaded his body, causing some confusion, but there was no major problem, so only a few calming and soothing medicines were prescribed. Therefore, when he woke up, his daze, surprise, and even amnesia could all be understood by others.
In the distance, rain and fog blurred, dusk fell heavily, and Liu Xie's heart was even more bewildered. If he were allowed to be emperor, anyone would be willing, but if he were to be Emperor Xian of Han, his heart would chill. An emperor who is restricted by others everywhere, when in trouble, can't even take care of himself, this kind of emperor is really too embarrassing. He was born into a merchant family, and being self-interested is the nature of merchants. He couldn't just watch as his interests were taken away by others, but what could he use to counter them? Suddenly, he thought of the "Edict of the Belt". It seemed that there were still some loyal ministers around him. If he were to take charge of an "Edict of the Belt", would it be possible to succeed? His thoughts began to spread out, and suddenly a strong gust of wind blew by, bringing with it a few strands of urgent rain that splashed into the carriage window, hitting Liu Xie's face.
The curtains were pulled down, "Your Majesty has just recovered from his illness, don't catch another cold!" The voice was warm and gentle. Liu Xie turned his face, he knew who was speaking, Empress Fu Shou. She was about twenty years old, wearing a light golden brocade robe, with a phoenix hairpin on her head, kneeling behind him. These past few days, Liu Xie's mood had been irritable, and he hadn't given her a good look or expression. Now that their eyes met, he took a closer look, if judging by appearance, Empress Fu Shou was only average-looking, but her figure was slender and elegant, and with her youth and beauty, she had a unique charm. However, her face was without a smile, her demeanor was dignified, and she had the bearing of an empress.
