Three Kingdoms: I will return it ten thousand times, my lord, I will never keep it for myself

As the dragon robe with wide sleeves slid down gently, like a child wearing adult clothes, Liu Bian's figure at that moment looked both immature and somewhat naive, which made people smile, but it was difficult to hide the weight of the country on his shoulders.

However, this unintentional humor was just a fleeting ripple in the vast historical torrent. What's important is that the sky of the Han Dynasty finally ushered in its new dawn, and a new monarch will lead this ancient land to move forward.

"Welcome - the new emperor ascends the throne, long live! Long live! Long live!" He Jin's voice, like a huge bell, first resounded through the hall, and every word was full of loyalty and admiration.

Following closely, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao and other civil and military officials knelt down one after another, their movements were uniform, and their shouts merged into an unstoppable torrent, stirring every inch of space, vowing to spread this respect for the new emperor to all corners of the world.

The ministers in the neutral camp also abandoned their hesitation and wait-and-see attitude at this moment. They knew that no matter how the court changed, as long as the world was still surnamed Liu, it would maintain the foundation of the Central Plains and the peace in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people.

Now that the matter was done, even if Empress Dowager Dong was unwilling, she had to admit it.

But on second thought, the one sitting on the dragon throne was her grandson after all, and the blood of the old Liu family.

At this time, Empress He, after watching her son successfully ascend the throne, was ready to leave the scene, after all, she had other things to deal with.

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Now, General He Jin and others have undoubtedly won the victory, but the Ten Eunuchs hiding in the deep palace have sounded the death knell of their last lives.

In the depths of the deep and complicated harem, although the Ten Eunuchs were in the shadows on the edge of power, they were able to see the ups and downs in the court clearly.

Zhang Rang, the former powerful eunuch, was now as pale as paper, with unprecedented panic and despair flashing in his eyes.

All around him were equally terrified companions, who were either frantically packing their belongings or whispering to each other, their words full of fear of an unknown fate. What's worse, some were overwhelmed by the sudden fear, losing control of their clothes, silently telling of their inner collapse.

Zhang Rang's eyes slowly swept across the chaos, with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that once they stepped out of this magnificent cage, what awaited them might not be liberation, but even more cruel pursuit and wandering.

"We, these ants who are used to the protection of the deep palace and high walls, where can we live and work if we leave this small place?" His words were low and heavy, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart with endless bitterness and helplessness.

"He Jin is a ruthless man, known to the world. How can we easily resolve the feud we have with him? Even if we escape from the palace, can we escape the net he has set?" Zhang Rang's words were full of despair for the future and resentment towards his enemies. His eyes were filled with reluctance and deep sighs for the fickleness of fate.

At this moment, the entire harem seemed to be shrouded in a thick cloud, which made people feel suffocated. The ten constant servants, under this cloud, each had different thoughts.

Some of the bundles that had been packed also fell to the ground, and gold and silver were scattered everywhere like garbage, but no one picked them up.

"Yes, the world is big, but where can they go if they leave the palace?"

To put it bluntly, eunuchs are also one of the derivatives of imperial power, so the value of their existence has always been in the palace. You must know that the palace is the eunuch's home and their grave.

"Everyone, the harem is only our last place to stay. If we leave here, we will be like a tree without roots. If we leave here, I will surely die."

"At this moment, we still have a breath of resistance. Qian Shuo, you need to act immediately and gather all the fighting power. At worst, we will die together."

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He tightly grasped the sword at his waist that had witnessed countless hardships and walked out of the door with firm steps. Death was never something he feared. He, Qian Shuo, was a sharp blade secretly sharpened by the previous emperor. Once the country was in trouble, he was willing to sacrifice his life without regrets.

Recalling the heavy responsibility of Liu Hong's entrustment, the heavy responsibility had long been integrated into his blood and became his unshakable belief.

However, he never expected that the situation would change like the wind and clouds, and the advantages of the past would disappear in an instant, which made people sigh.

However, adversity reveals the true qualities of a hero. Qian Shuo knows that every action at this moment is related to the life and death of everyone.

Seeing Qian Shuo leave, the ten attendants around him all surrounded him.

"Grandfather, what should we do now? Our lives are all dependent on you."I'll leave it to you."

Until now, their lives and fortunes all depended on Zhang Rang's head.

Zhang Rang sighed.

"Hey, things have developed to this point. If we want to appease the anger of He Jin and others, we must give up a life."

The eunuchs around him tightened their necks and shrank into a ball.

Zhang Rang's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of blood red as if possessed by an evil spirit.

Everyone knelt on the ground.

"Spare my life! Ancestor! Spare my life! We don't want to die yet."

Everyone kowtowed desperately for mercy, and their wet pants were oozing liquid from time to time.

"Look at you, you have followed me for so long in vain, but you haven't made any progress. Don't worry, I'm not asking you to die."

"Don't you see that the weight of your heads added together is not enough for his head alone. "

Zhang Rang showed a cold smile.

"Now we can only have a chance to survive if we put all the responsibility on Qian Shuo. You find a way to bring Qian Shuo's head here."

"We!? Old Ancestor, Qian Shuo is famous for his superb swordsmanship, right? Otherwise, the late emperor would not have let him lead the Xiyuan Imperial Guards."

The eunuchs around were good at flattering, but it was okay to let them play with swords and cut watermelons and vegetables. If they were asked to kill Qian Shuo, wouldn't they just die in vain?

"Hmph, it was Qian Shuo who mobilized the Xiyuan Imperial Guards, and it was also Qian Shuo who wanted to kill He Jin. Do you understand this?"

Zhang Rang deliberately emphasized his tone and looked at everyone. At this time, everyone must speak in unison and throw all the dirty water on Qian Shuo, so that they can survive.

"Understand, understand! What our ancestors said is absolutely right!"

Everyone immediately nodded like chicks pecking at rice.

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