The old emperor only desires immortality; you must not rebel.

"The Emperor?"

Hu Zhiyuan chuckled lightly, showing little respect for the so-called emperor.

How long has it been since the emperor last visited the southwest?

The divine authority of the emperor had long since vanished in the southwest.

Does anyone know what the emperor looks like?

The lowly people in the southwest don't even know who the emperor is; most of them still think of Emperor Yanqing.

Who was Emperor Yanqing?

The current emperor's grandfather!

Everyone knows that the emperor in the palace is just a lucky charm.

They are placed wherever needed, but few will obey the emperor's orders.

The magistrate's orders were more effective than the emperor's edicts.

Governor Hu said coldly, "What emperor!"

"It's nothing but thieves impersonating the emperor to swindle and deceive!"

"Such traitors and rebels must not be tolerated!"

Whether he is the real emperor or a fake emperor, as long as he is in this southwestern region, he is a fake emperor.

The emperor died in the southwest; who could have known?

Once the palace coup is over, the world will return to its former state.

That is the true world!

What kind of world is this now!

Scholars and officials had to work the land alongside the common people, and they also had to pay taxes!

A group of lowly people dared to point at officials and curse them, showing no respect for hierarchy or etiquette!

Under the oppression of a tyrant, everyone lived in constant fear.

The emperor even wanted to build a wine pool and meat forest; just listen to that, how absurd!

Everything is in chaos!

Of course, they could accept it if the emperor was willing to make changes.

Governor Hu said in a deep voice, "Go tell Huo Yang to gather troops and prepare to quell the rebellion!"

……

Southwest Camp

Banners fluttered, and warhorses neighed.

The entire campsite was built in a mountain valley, stretching for more than ten miles.

As the headquarters of the Southwest Expeditionary Army, this place was garrisoned with 100,000 elite troops.

"Bang!"

"Quiet the chaos!"

"Quiet the chaos!"

Huo Yang angrily threw the bowl on the ground and cursed, "I'll quell this damn chaos!"

The Grand Commander of the Southwest Expedition was a burly man with a thick beard, dark complexion, broad shoulders and a fierce appearance.

"Can't we just let people have a couple of days of peace and quiet!"

"What chaos? It's all their doing!"

They were living comfortably in the southwest, but they insisted on stirring up a civil unrest, plunging the entire southwest into chaos.

Huo Yang looked up at the messenger and angrily shouted, "Go tell that old devil Hu that I know!"

According to the regulations of the imperial court, the Grand Commander of the Southwest Army and the Governor of the Southwest Military Command should be of equal rank, but Hu Zhiyuan held leverage over him, so he had to listen to Hu Zhiyuan.

Huo Yang had no intention of getting involved; he just wanted to stay in his own little corner of the world.

He didn't want to get involved in either matters of the imperial court or those in the southwest.

The floodwaters are raging outside, what does that have to do with him?

"General, are we really going to quell the rebellion?"

The adjutant beside him whispered, "Those are just a bunch of unarmed civilians."

"Who told them to rebel!"

Huo Yang glanced back at him and said coldly, "Even the imperial court has ordered the suppression of the rebellion. Do you dare not quell it?"

"It's good enough that I didn't kill innocent people to claim credit!"

Huo Yang was neither a loyal minister nor a treacherous one; all he wanted was for his brothers to have enough to eat in this chaotic world.

As for the court's disputes, he had no interest in getting involved!

"Quiet the chaos!"

Huo Yang angrily removed his armor and shouted, "Summon the entire army and quell the rebellion!"

……

In the center of the city,

The gentlemen, stripped of their right to reincarnation by the Holy Emperor, were placed on a high platform, chattering and praising the Holy Emperor's merits and great achievements.

Light snow was falling from the sky.

Order has been restored in the city.

The Holy Emperor opened the granaries and distributed enough grain to keep the entire city's inhabitants from going hungry for a month.

A month later, the disaster relief grain transported by the imperial court arrived.

Inside the government office,

The Holy Emperor was wearing a pure black coat and had Liu Ying, who was dressed in a light gauze, in his arms.

"You dog emperor!"

Liu Ying cursed inwardly, but then, thinking of the Holy Emperor's power, her face flushed.

That's inhuman!

While cursing the Holy Emperor in her heart, Liu Ying, who had been conquered by him, showed a concerned expression on her face.

"The military governors of the three towns have all arrived in the southwest, with a total of 500,000 troops. Aren't you leaving yet?"

"I heard they also invited many martial arts masters, even a few old monsters."

"Your Majesty, I think it would be best to avoid confrontation for the time being."

"As for these common people..."

"Let them escape for now; those people probably won't be interested in chasing after the common people."

As the Holy Maiden of the All Saints Cult, she always understood one principle.

That means you should never openly oppose the imperial court.

The troops of the three military governors were all seasoned border soldiers, whose combat effectiveness far exceeded that of ordinary people.

"Temporarily avoid the limelight?"

The Holy Emperor tightened his embrace around Liu Ying and laughed loudly, "I am the mighty Son of Heaven!"

"Avoid his sharp edge?"

"So what if they have an army of 600,000!"

The Holy Emperor stood up, waved his hand, and declared with imposing confidence: "I have a million-strong army!"

Suspicion appeared in Liu Ying's eyes.

A million-strong army?

This emperor is utterly shameless!

Where did this million-strong army come from?

It's true that you have a million descendants.

Although she despised the emperor's boastful behavior, Liu Ying felt that since everyone now considered themselves the Holy Emperor, she should still offer him some advice.

"If Your Majesty requires assistance, I can request the help of members of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect!"

The Wansheng Cult also has more than 10,000 members.

Liu Ying used to think that the emperor was a bastard and a tyrant.

If the emperor hadn't been a tyrannical ruler, why would the people have rebelled?

When she saw the Holy Emperor leading the people to kill the corrupt officials, her mindset subtly changed again.

Since the Holy Emperor is unwilling to leave, then the only option is to make things difficult for her followers of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect.

The Holy Emperor smiled broadly: "Forget about fighting, but we can have them publicize my glorious achievements!"

"Take those heads with you!"

The Holy Emperor was not particularly concerned about the rebel army that wanted to besiege him.

After all, he came to the southwest with the intention of wiping them all out in one fell swoop.

How could a holy emperor abandon his people and leave!

If they don't take action, but instead strike first, wouldn't they appear to lack benevolence?

Besides, he really does have a million-strong army!

With just one arrow piercing the clouds, a thousand troops can come to meet you.

……

Southwest China

The scattered refugees, stirred by some force, are now quietly converging on the place where the Holy Emperor is located.

Ten thousand people become a sea!

The humble grass, as insignificant as dust, is usually overlooked, but anyone who underestimates its power will inevitably suffer a great loss.

There are millions of people living in the southwest!

The million people who had sparked the uprising were now all gathering here.

Since the Holy Emperor set foot in the southwest, he has deeply integrated himself into the lives of the people, truly practicing the concept of coming from the people and going back to the people.

The people who had once been subdued by the power of the Holy Emperor now roam among the various rebel armies in the southwest.

Vast and magnificent!

Even the power of an ant can overturn mountains and rivers!