Liu Xiaqing was a slave. When he was in the village, he thought he was an extraordinary official when he met the three elders of the village. If he met the county magistrate, he would only be able to kowtow on the side of the road. As for the emperor, he was a god far away in the sky. He never thought he would see him in his life, but now there is such a living person in front of him.

People who are uneducated are the most superstitious, believe in heaven, gods, and witches. Wu Zhu said that Liu Penzi is the true emperor, so he should be the true emperor. But Liu Xiaqing almost watched the child grow up, and knew his nature best. His fearful appearance did not look like an emperor no matter how he looked.

He was half-believing and half-doubted about Wu Zhu's words and did not really treat Liu Penzi as the emperor. But today, he suddenly felt a strong feeling that this cowherd seemed to have become a different person, and there was no trace of the cowardly retreating from the past?

He was arrogant, with a calm expression, domineering attitude, and awe-inspiring in every move. Looking at the two eunuchs, he was even more respectful to him.

It’s different, it’s really different. I’m so energetic that I’m simply majestic, full of domineering spirit!

After his continuous imagination, Liu Xiaqing became more and more convinced. The emperor in front of him was the true emperor chosen by King Jing of Chengyang. He was the real dragon who came down from the earth from heaven!

His anger dissipated unconsciously, and he stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.

The three people in the room looked at him, looking at him, smiling at him, and two of them were ready to take action at any time; the little emperor was condescending with cold eyes, and his whole body exuded a sense of superiority that the superiors were taken for granted.

Liu Xiaqing couldn't stand the pressure, and felt that his body was getting heavier and he couldn't help but weaken his legs and kneeled down again. This kneeling was no longer careless, but because of sincerity, and he was so full of energy that he didn't even dare to raise his head.

The moment he crawled on the ground, a strange feeling surged in Liu Xiaqing's heart, as if the wanderer returned to his hometown and the child felt wronged inexplicably when he saw his parents, so aggrieved that he wanted to cry.

"Your Majesty, my Majesty, I am rude, I am ignorant, I will punish me!" He sobbed and kowtowed, completing the solemn ceremony of recognizing the Lord.

Damn! This bitch is so easy to fool, and he becomes timid when he is scared. As expected, he is very servile? Liu Penzi secretly complained, deliberately delayed it for two beats, and kept the pressure for a while before he said calmly: "I will not punish you if you first offend me. Don't commit it again next time, get up!"

Your Majesty forgives him! How friendly and magnanimous! Liu Xiaqing was excited again, and his awe and gratitude for the emperor were like a surging river, endless.

But as soon as he looked up, his eyes suddenly became straight, staring at the emperor with his hand, and pointed forward, "Your Majesty, you, you..."

Niu Tou shouted, "Bold, how can you point your Majesty at your finger?"

Liu Xiaqing quickly withdrew his hand and compensated him.

Damn, I forgot that my underwear was not tight and I actually exposed it! Liu Penzi pretended to be calm, slowly closed her legs and sat upright.

You have seen it in TV series that ancient people in the Qin and Han dynasties knelt, their knees together and their butts were placed on their heels. If you try it, you will find that sitting like this is not comfortable. It’s okay to sit for a while, but you will feel very tired after a long time. In this case, why do ancestors have to sit in such a uncomfortable position if they are fine?

It is said that there is a last resort, that is: at the beginning, people in the Central Plains did not wear pants, but only covered their lower bodies with robes. Everyone got together, but there were no chairs and only cushions. If they sat with their legs apart like those in later generations, the style of painting was unimaginable.

So the etiquette people of the Central Plains began to kneel, their legs were closed together to protect their private parts. Over time, they formed customs but forgot the cause.

Later, pants appeared in the Central Plains, and even "trousers" similar to modern underwear appeared. For example, Sima Xiangru of the Western Han Dynasty wore "trousers" to wash dishes on the street, and Ruan Xian in the Jin Dynasty dug "trousers" in the yard. "trousers" were probably early underwear, and that kind of thing would not be carefully cut like modern times. It was probably a piece of cloth from the bottom, a piece of waist, and a clothing similar to a Japanese sumo wrestler or baby diapers. Its anti-exposure is probably not too strong.

Liu Benzi was actually wearing it, but she was so fat that she left in an indecent sitting position.

Fucking, can you let someone sit down? Liu Penzi cursed inwardly, thinking about how to make boxer underwear from later generations to protect his noble dragon crotch.

At this time, Liu Xiaqing said, "Your Majesty, I...I have prepared clothes and carriages for Your Majesty. Do you want to try it? Your Majesty, if you really don't want it, then..."

New clothes, new cars and horses, the fool doesn't want it, "Give it! I'm just about to change my clothes and go out for a walk." Before Liu Xiaqing finished speaking, the emperor had already issued an order.

"Ah? What did Your Majesty say?"

"Person Liu, Your Majesty said, "Your Majesty wants you to offer new clothes and carriages, haven't you heard?" Ma Fang said with a smile on his face.

Liu Xiaqing was a little confused. Didn’t he even die a few days ago? Why did he change so quickly? Although the little emperor’s appearance is still the same, it just makes him feel like he has changed. Could it be that this coma caused him to possess the gods and immediately transform into the true dragon emperor? Otherwise, how could he be reborn and suddenly awakened after praying? These gods are really indefinite!

"Oh, that's it... OK, I, I'll prepare now." Liu Xiaqing, who accidentally guessed the truth, was about to sweat. He was really a beast, and he was actually thinking about the things of the True Dragon Emperor!

When he went out, Liu Biao was waiting outside. When he saw his face, he immediately smiled, "Uncle, uncle! Is it done?"

Liu Xiaqing ignored him and just lowered his head and walked out. Liu Biao chased after him and asked, "Uncle, how about it? Where is my new clothes? Can I wear them!"

Liu Xiaqing cursed unhappily: "You little bastard, is your head broken by a mule? How can you have your clothes? That's Your Majesty's dragon robe, and you dare to worry about it? You turtle, are you looking for death? Why don't you go to get a cart? Your Majesty is going on a tour, have the cart been arranged? Remember, this is the Holy Driving! You have to drive yourself, and you can't make any mistakes. If Your Majesty has any good fortune, you will be the most serious crime of beheading! Our whole family will destroy the Nine Clans!"

Liu Biao was scolded by him and couldn't help but feel a little confused. He had a temper, "What's wrong, what's wrong? Isn't it just two torn clothes? Isn't it just a stinky cowherd? What's so great! He's what he thinks is! He dares to destroy my nine clans, I'll destroy him first! I'll beat him to death!"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Xiaqing stepped up and kicked, "You still dare to talk nonsense! What a cowherd, he is the emperor now! If you dare to beat him, I will break your leg first! Remember your duty as a minister, go and get a cart and serve you well!"

Liu Biao secretly spitted behind his uncle, what a bullshit emperor. He usually saw himself like a grandson, but he was lucky and caught a castrator. This kid took chicken feathers as a command arrow and dared to act as an emperor. He had long disliked him. He was all surnamed Liu. Why should he be the emperor? I am still a horse? Humph, let me serve him, don't think about it! See how I deal with him!

With the cow head and horse face serving the emperor to change his clothes, Liu Benzi had nothing to do, just like a scarecrow in the field, stretching out his hands and waiting. He felt that his hands and feet had become decorations. If he continued like this, he would sooner or later be served and would be unable to take care of himself.

This set of clothes is really extraordinary... It's so earthy! From head to toe, there are new clusters of new reds, big red robes, big red hats, and embroidered shoes.

Liu Pengzi walked a few steps in the house wearing a new coat, and suddenly the children's song he read when he was a child suddenly appeared in his mind: "The rooster is so beautiful, with a big red crown and flowery coat, shiny neck and golden feet, I am the best than beautiful."

What kind of aesthetic is this!

Look at the two sets next to you, one is all bright green, green clothes and green hats... This one is absolutely not allowed to be worn! There is also a black set, although solemn, it does not fit the character of a foolish emperor. Forget it, it will be red!

Liu Pengzi was proud, striding with his head held high, and shaking his steps three times. Isn’t this sexy style of painting the same way a foolish monarch should look like?
Chapter completed!