According to the ancestral system, the emperor could not wear a ceremonial dress, but must wear the regular clothes of the Son of Heaven - that is, the dress of the portrait of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Today, Zhu Houzhao violated the regulations again, and it may be the last time he violates the regulations in his life.

The middle single (undershirt) is somewhat similar to a Confucian shirt, white with blue edges. The outer garment is black, embroidered with patterns such as the sun, moon, stars, and rising dragons. The skirts, knee covers, shoes and socks are all bright red, and there are jade pendants, ribbons and other decorations.

"Your Majesty, please be crowned." The attendant eunuch held the crown of Pingtian.

Zhu Houzhaoping stretched out his hands: "I will come by myself." ”

The attendant eunuch hurriedly bent down to present it, Zhu Houzhao slowly picked up the crown of the Son of Heaven, his arms suddenly trembled slightly, and he was short of breath and it was difficult to catch his breath.

"Your Majesty!"

The imperial concubine, the crown prince and the princess hurriedly supported him left and right, and gently stroked Zhu Houzhao's back to help him calm down.

The attendant eunuch wanted to take back the crown and quickly help the emperor put it on, but Zhu Houzhao held on to it. Finally, he pushed the eunuch away, and scolded weakly and heavily: "Give me a retreat!" ”

Everyone didn't dare to say anything, so they could only watch Zhu Houzhao be crowned by himself.

finally put the Pingtian crown on his head, and it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength.

The imperial concubine picked up the hosta, put the Pingtian crown hairpin on it, and tied Zhu Ying and Zhu Hong. looked left and right for a while, and squeezed out a smile with tears: "Brother Emperor is really powerful today." ”

Zhu Houzhao held the hand of the imperial concubine, showed tenderness on his face, and whispered: "Let's drive." ”

There was already a guard of honor waiting for the Son of Heaven outside, Zhu Houzhao pushed away the eunuch, only let the imperial concubine support, took the prince and princess to board the imperial chariot, and gradually came to the noon gate.

Wait a while, the auspicious time has come, and the ceremony is great.

"Hundreds of officials are served!"

"Hundreds of officials are served!"

"Hundreds of officials are served!"

From near to far, one voice after another, the civil and military officials entered the column in turn, standing neatly in front of the Wumen City Tower.

"The envoy of the vassal is served!"

This time there was only the Tatar Mongol mission, the Ministry of Rites had already carved the gold seal, and the emperor canonized Tatar as the state of Mongolia and the Great Khan of Mongolia as the king of Gongshun.

"Ascend!"

The imperial concubine, the crown prince and the princess supported Zhu Houzhao to climb the Wumen Tower, which is a serious violation, that is, the prince of the prison country must stand under the city tower.

After walking up to the city tower, Zhu Houzhao suddenly became energetic and gently pushed his wife and children away. With his head held high, blowing the cold north wind, he walked to the throne alone, and sat upright looking at the civil and military officials downstairs of the city.

The sky was dark, and the north wind was getting colder.

Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hand to reach into the air, feeling a little cold, and a few snowflakes melted in the palm of his hand. He looked at it with a smile on his face: "It's snowing." Ruixue is a good year, and there will be a good harvest next year, but unfortunately the sky doesn't want me to see it again. ”

"The Great General's Pilgrimage!"

Wang Yuan stepped forward alone, crossed the hundred officials and the season, and bowed to the emperor four times.

The generals who made meritorious contributions this time all stayed in the border towns to guard, and they also had to guard against a sneak attack by the Mongols and against the rebellion of the officers and soldiers in the border towns due to reform.

The military band entered, and the musician knelt down and shouted: "The Son of Heaven is above, please play triumphant music!" ”

Zhu Houzhao smiled: "Accurate." ”

"Quasi-triumphant music!"

"Quasi-triumphant music!"

The eunuchs and guards shouted one after another, conveying the emperor's will downstairs.

Military music sounded, majestic and majestic.

Orle stopped, Honglu Temple Qing Liuzhishu stepped forward and shouted: "Xuanlubu! ”

The ruler ran down from the tower and laid the cloth on the table.

Wang Xian, the secretary of the military department, stepped forward to wait, and Liu Zhishu shouted: "Kneel and wat the wat!" ”

Wang Xian inserted the wat board into his waist and knelt in front of the desk to accept the cloth. Immediately, he walked from the middle of the civil and military officials from north to south to the established position, and opened the cloth with the exhibition cloth officials. Announcing the world:

"The Tatar Mongolian right-wing tribes have repeatedly invaded our borders, invaded our land, plundered our people, and killed our people...... Wang Yuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, rejuvenated the Northern Expedition on behalf of the Son of Heaven...... Recovering the Hetao and Jining's hometowns, capturing the Mongolian deputy Khan, and destroying 30,000 Mongolian households on the right wing of Ordos, Tumut, and Yongshebu. Burn the Mongolian Eight White Chambers and obtain the relics of Genghis Khan...... This skill shocked the world and subdued the north and south of the grassland. The Great Khan of Mongolia surrendered to the Atlas, worshipping the Son of Heaven as his father, and the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia will forever become the country of father and son......"

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Wang Xian's voice was not loud, but it seemed to spread to every corner, and there were great martial arts floating in the sky above the noon gate.

Liu Zhishu shouted again: "Sacrifice prisoners!" ”

The rites and music were mastered, and the generals of the Teng Xiang Four Guards entered their positions with their captives.

Yan Yishou, the secretary of the Criminal Department, came out of the ranks, walked quickly to the noon gate, and knelt on the ground to play: "Wang Xianyan, the secretary of the Ministry of Soldiers: Wang Yuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites...... With the prisoners of the right-wing Mongols, the enemy chieftain Gegen (Altan Khan), etc., please pay for the division! ”

Zhu Houzhao said: "Accurate." ”

The music resumed, and more than a dozen Mongol leaders, including Altan Khan, were dragged down and beheaded.

Liu Zhishu shouted, "Bow! Bow! ”

Civil and military officials, followed by four bows.

Liu Zhishu shouted again: "Flat, wat, dance!" ”

The civil and military officials put the wat board in their waists and began to dance to the music. It was Yang Tinghe, all supported by Mao Ji and Jiang Mian, stretching his arms and legs with a smile on his face.

Liu Zhishu shouted: "Kneel! Long live the mountain! ”

"Hooray!"

"Again the mountain!"

"Hooray!"

"Long live the mountain call!"

"Hooray!"

Zhu Houzhao stood up from the throne suddenly, the north wind swayed the jade, and the snowflakes kept falling on the crown robe. He listened to the sound of the mountain shouting long live, and looked at the civil and military ministers who bowed four times, and couldn't help but have a smug smile on his face.

The crown prince Zhu Zaiyun, standing next to the throne of the Son of Heaven at this moment, was infected by the magnificent momentum under the castle, and the young man couldn't help but be full of blood.

Zhu Zaiyun subconsciously looked at his father, and wanted to say a few words of praise. But I saw that my father was trembling slightly, his cheeks were irregularly flushed, and his throat was rolling as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

"Father!" Zhu Zaiyun hurriedly helped.

The imperial concubine and Zhu Xuanzhen also immediately stepped forward and worked together to help Zhu Houzhao sit down again.

After a long time, Zhu Houzhao gasped, finally able to speak, and suddenly shouted: "Okay, Zhongqing is flat!" ”

This shout was very loud, and all the officials in the city could hear it, and Qi Shushu looked up at the emperor.

Zhu Houzhao stood up again, lay on the female wall, and shouted to Wang Yuan below: "Are you willing to dance for me?" ”

Wang Yuan shouted in response: "Please wait a moment, Your Majesty!" ”

The captives were cut not far from the noon gate, and Wang Yuan asked for a bloody knife from the executioner.

The civil and military officials retreated to both sides, Wang Yuan held a knife and threw his fist at Zhu Houzhao, slashing the wind and snow in front of him, and dancing there as fast as lightning.

Zhu Houzhao laughed: "Take my fire gun, I want to cheer up Erlang!" ”

The guard took a firearm, tore open the paper shell ammunition, reloaded it, and bowed down to hand it to the emperor.

Zhu Hou looked at Wang Yuan, who was wielding a knife under the city, and then looked at the dusk wind and snow, raised the fire and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The ministers were startled, and no longer looked at Wang Yuan's sword, but looked up at the emperor.

"Ahem, ahem...... Hahahaha...... Ahem"

The smoke from the gunpowder stimulated Zhu Houzhao to cough. He coughed and laughed, reloaded his own ammunition, fired another shot into the sky, and then shouted, "Play music, play music!" ”

Xielurou immediately raised his banner and directed the military band to begin playing.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

"Hahahaha!"

Zhu Houzhao had already coughed up blood, and there was a little blood stain on his chest. If he hadn't messed around, he might have lived a few more days, but he seemed to want to die on top of this noon gate tower.

The gunfire did not stop, and Wang Yuan danced the knife non-stop.

"Poof!"

Twelve shots were fired, and Zhu Houzhao spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person suddenly fell backwards with the force of the musket.

"Your Majesty!"

"Father!"

Up and down the tower of the Wumen Gate, there was a mess all of a sudden, and Wang Yuan was still dancing the big knife.