My name is Liu Xie. As soon as I transformed into the puppet emperor of the Han Dynasty, my body was forcibly brought to full level by the departing system.
Bad news: This power has no control valve, and the pure gold dragon chair will be crushed with a little force. Once he takes action with all his strength, it will definitely cause a major earthquake in Luoyang, and the national destiny of the Han Dynasty will collapse on the spot.
In order not to kill myself, I could only pretend to be a helpless waste and hold it in as hard as I could.
But my Prime Minister Dong Zhuo, who was supposed to have all the power in the government, has suddenly become abnormal recently!
1. The reverse loyalty of a vicious dog: Dong Zhuo, an old thief, awakened in the simulator. In the simulation, he was torn to pieces with my bare hands eighty times because he gasped loudly at me. In reality, he was so frightened that he kowtowed to me crazily every day to save his life.
2. Hell-level scapegoat: I frowned a little because my muscles were tense. Dong Zhuo thought I was going to get angry, so he turned around and chopped up all the two hundred guards with knives outside the palace. He took all the blame for tyranny on my behalf.
3. All the top counselors burned out the CPU: Looking at Dong Zhuo, who was more docile than his own son, the worldview of Cao Cao, Li Ru, and Xun Yu collapsed, and they struggled to figure out what kind of eternal game I was playing to destroy the world.
As a result, the painting style of the Han Dynasty completely went astray.
The most ferocious beast in Xiliang became a royal mad dog that bit anyone he saw. Because Yuan Shao secretly cursed me, Dong Zhuo sent troops to dig up the ancestral graves of the Yuan family in Runan that night.
Looking at Dong Zhuo, whose face was covered with blood and frantically expressing his loyalty at the foot of the steps, I sat on the rickety dragon chair, with my feet dangling in the air and not even daring to touch the ground, and I broke out in a cold sweat:
"Old thief, can you please keep a low profile? I can't hold it back and slap you to death. When in the world will I be allowed to punch you?"
