Summon the Emperor System

Outside the celestial sphere, the Dragon Empire, the imperial palace, and the Jinluan Hall, the majestic white marble staircase is presented.

A grand event is about to kick off.

In front of the Golden Luan Hall, at this moment, Zhao Hao was already wearing an imperial crown, an imperial robe, and imperial boots, his eyes staring down, his hands behind his back, standing majestically.

On the left side of Zhao Hao, stands a young girl, noble and proud. Her skin is creamy, crystal clear, her eyes are like stars, sparkling and watery. Although he is only ten years old, he is already slim and graceful, with buds in bud and beginning to grow.

The girl is the imperial princess, Little Sun.

On the right side of Zhao Hao, there are nine white and fat children who look exactly the same and look more than one year old. They are all wrapped in dragon-patterned imperial cloth and hugged by a court lady kneeling on the ground.

No crying or fuss, cute expression.

These little evildoers who are angry enough to shatter the sky, and hungry to devour the sky, after calming down under Zhao Hao's order, at first glance, they really look like a group of normal human children, good babies.

In front of Zhao Hao, all the emperors and concubines stood neatly on the steps.

Huang Diewu, Zhao Linger, Huo Wu, Hua Qiangu, Chu Qiao...

The beautiful imperial concubines, like when they first appeared on the stage, still look like young girls, showing no signs of weathering. This is the wonder of cultivators, the years go by, the youth remains unchanged, the time passes, and the appearance is not old.

In the front, on the long white marble steps, according to the official ranks from high to low, the civil left and the military right, all officials stand respectfully.

Below the steps, there are also a group of cultivators in elegant white clothes with extraordinary temperament, they are members of Misty Sect.

On the square behind, there are densely packed imperial troops...

"Open the dynasty!"

The old eunuch Bu Jianjian let out a long cry at the top of his voice, and his voice echoed around the palace. Now, his voice is getting louder and louder.

An old eunuch who watched Zhao Hao grow up, when he was down and down, he used to beg for a rare meal, and he was able to achieve glory step by step. How could he not be proud when he reached this step? And he also believes that in the future, Glory will become bigger and more brilliant.

"See the emperor."

Children, concubines, officials, strong men in the rivers and lakes, and soldiers of the army all knelt down in unison and shouted in unison, "Long live, long live, long live!"

"rise!"

Zhao Hao stretched out his hands, and the dragon sleeves of the long imperial robe were hanging in the air.

boom!

All living beings.

"The great emperor has returned in triumph, and the ministers congratulate you again. Congratulations."

"Congratulations to the Great Emperor for conquering the Heavenly Demon Planet. My Dragon Empire has gained another planet. From then on, the territory has greatly increased."

"The emperor opened up the territory and worked tirelessly, but the ministers and others enjoyed the palace in peace. It is really a shame."

"May the emperor live forever!"

All the officials made speeches one after another.

Zhao Hao said in a serious voice: "The ability to occupy the Sky Demon Star so quickly is not due to the merits of the emperor alone. The nine beloved sons of the emperor, all the concubines, the gods and generals, and the geniuses of the Misty Sect all contributed to it."

In fact, Zhao Hao's own merits in the Battle of the Sky Demon Star are undoubtedly the greatest, but everyone knows it, and the people of the world know it, so what else does he need to pretend? There is absolutely no need to come here to claim merit.

Sometimes, a humble act can win the hearts of thousands of people and win the worship of thousands of people.

Sure enough, everyone showed admiration and admiration one after another, and some veterans even had tears in their eyes. As an emperor, it doesn't matter if he charges into battle by himself, and he is so neither arrogant nor arrogant. How can this emperor's virtue be disapproved by others?

At this time, Fan Mou, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, said: "The nine princes are the sons of heaven, and the matter of rectifying their names is a major event of the country. My lord, on this day of great victory and triumph, I also ask the emperor to give names to the nine princes."

Zhao Hao smiled in his heart, this old pedantic, isn't it just a name, it's a big deal to return the country.

However, his sons should also have personal names. They can't be called Zhao Kunniu, Zhao Yazi, Zhao Yanyan, Zhao Suanni, Zhao Taotie, Zhao Jiaotu, Zhao Bixie, Zhao Yuxiu, or Zhao Pixiu.

Nanima...is too uncommon.

After thinking about it, Zhao Hao frowned again.

If there were only one or two sons, it would be easy to name them, but it would be difficult to think of nine at once...

Since they were nine-uplets, the names had to be coherent, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared in my heart.

Immediately, he announced loudly: "The emperor's nine sons, then give them names with the 'Nine Character Mantra'."

"Nine-character mantra?" Everyone present was astonished.

Zhao Haodao: "Nine-character mantra, Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, All, Array, Column, In, Front!"

"..." Everyone present sweated wildly.

Isn't this the formula for catching ghosts and subduing demons? This is... too much!

Great Emperor, you are reciting a spell.

"Thank you for the name, Father, thank you for the name."

However, the infants were already screaming. From then on, their human names were Zhao Lin, Zhao Bing, Zhao Dou, Zhao Zhe, Zhao Jie, Zhao Zhen, Zhao Lie, Zhao Zai, and Zhao Qian.

This sudden cry startled the maids who were holding the baby, and one of the maids suddenly scared the child to the ground.

It was too late to save the maid who had scared the child off, and her face paled in an instant. If Longzi was injured by the fall, it would be a serious crime to kill the whole family and exterminate the nine clans.

I don't know the result...

Before Zhao Dou fell to the ground, his bare buttocks bounced in the air, and he jumped back into the swaddle that the maid was holding, staring at the baby and shouting: "My maid, stay safe." Then, His head stuck between the maid's breasts...

"Wow wow wow."

The other eight laughed together in their infancy: "Wanguan's bare buttocks were exposed before the army, it's a shame."

"..." Everyone's face twitched slightly, shocked in their hearts.

Fuck!

As expected of a son of heaven, he is only one year old, so he can say he can dance! Oh no, I can joke and fly!

"My dear friends."

The naming of the nine sons was just a small episode, Zhao Hao straightened his expression, and said, "From now on, the title of Great Emperor will stop being called."

Wow!

Wanguan was shocked.

A civil servant hurried out and knelt on the steps, shouting: "Great Emperor, you are just in the prime of your life, and now the dragons are still young, the country cannot do without you."

"yes."

Another official hurried out and knelt on the steps, persuading: "Great Emperor, you gather the faith of all living beings and control the luck of the world. Without you, our empire would have lost its soul, lost its faith, and collapsed its spiritual pillar." .”

A civil servant climbed out again, kowtowed and was on the verge of tears: "Emperor, please don't think about it. Please take back what you said just now. I hope the Emperor will think twice!"

boom!

All the officials knelt on the ground, and everyone from the Misty Sect, including the imperial army, knelt down one after another and shouted in unison: "Please think twice!"

However, the gods will still stand on the ground, each of them showing a smile that can't stop laughing.

Zhao Hao was also speechless for a while.

All the civil and military officials thought that he had the intention of abdicating.

I don't want you to be called 'Great Emperor' anymore, because Lao Tzu is not going to abdicate, but to ascend the throne.