Chapter 532: Nanjing Bicycle Race (Part I)
The things that disturb the world will eventually disappear under the wash of time.
With the influx of new things, these once popular talking points were gradually forgotten by the millions of people in Nanjing.
After the beginning of spring, it is more worthy of the people's talk.
It was naturally the first Nanjing Bicycle Race.
What kind of object is the bicycle, of course the people don't know, the first time I heard that it is naturally fresh and tight, but the people only know that this game, the emperor Lao Tzu participated!
For ordinary people, this is already full of temptation and desire to watch.
"Emperor, you're not safe, aren't you?"
Shuangxi was very nervous, and persuaded Zhu Yunwen many times.
I don't know which one the emperor smoked is crazy, if he has to participate in this competition, no one can stop him.
Although the venue was chosen in the stadium outside the city, and the emperor's children and Jinyiwei were all accompanied by the emperor's children, but the people were allowed to enter and watch, who could guarantee that there would be no folk strangers.
Then again, what kind of powerful folk strange person does he have to be able to accurately hurt Zhu Yunwen while riding with stones and sawdust when he can't carry contraband such as bows and crossbows, and across the stands of dozens of zhang?
"It's right to pay attention to my safety, and there's no need to worry so much."
Zhu Yunwen tried to wear a cycling suit specially sewn by the Shangyi Bureau, which was very comfortable and convenient, and he had experimented in the palace before, and it was effortless to pedal the bike.
"Relax, this is Nanjing, what kind of danger can I have."
Everything was cleaned up, Zhu Yunwen walked out with a step, just this riding suit, and put on a dragon pattern outside.
Outside the Qianqing Palace, the Son of Heaven was already waiting, and the twelve high-headed horses were shaking their hooves, snorting from time to time, as if they were greeting Zhu Yunwen, a stranger.
"The fighting spirit of this horse is also quite high today."
Seeing Zhu Yunwen, who was happy, felt a lot better again, and Shuangxi had to laugh with him.
"Your Majesty arrives, which is in line with the spirit of Ryoma, and this word is used in this situation and this scene can be said to complement each other."
Zhu Yunwen laughed and patted Shuangxi on the shoulder: "Come on, you, as long as you can laugh naturally, I believe that what you said is true." β
The emperor insisted on going his own way, what could Shuangxi do, so he had to smile bitterly, follow Zhu Yunwen to board the wheel, and leave a sentence.
"Get on the road."
This is just out of the palace, but the suburban stadium that hosted the game has long been overcrowded, and the Beijing officials in Beijing, except for those on duty, are basically gathered in the viewing area to sit down, waiting for the start of the game.
Xu Buji also came, just in the golden viewing area.
Of course Xu Buji knows what the bicycle is, and now there is one in his Shoufu compound, and when he is fine, Xu Buji also rides around the house.
For the bicycle competition held by the emperor, Xu Buji did not support it very much.
One is a clichΓ© security issue, and the other is that Xu Buji doesn't think it's very elegant.
The emperor personally went down to participate in the game, what should he do if he loses?
It's not a good look on this face.
"Friendship first, competition second."
Zhu Gaochi, who was sitting next to him, smiled at this, and pointed to the banners pulled around the stadium: "Look at the slogan written by Your Majesty, which is easy to understand and inspiring.
There is also to encourage everyone to actively participate in this so-called sports cause, to achieve all-round progress in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor, it is very deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, if it is not for His Majesty's unwillingness, I would like to participate. β
"Don't make a mess."
Xu Buji smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty is obsessed with these cultural and entertainment activities, and I haven't participated in the two court meetings in a row, and when this competition is over today, we have to persuade Your Majesty." β
"Persuade yourself."
Zhu Gaochi shook his head: "It's rare to let Your Majesty relax your mind, besides, Your Majesty has never fallen behind in the daily small court meeting, and there are so many things in the world that can not be dealt with, the big court will be redundant and chattering, and Your Majesty's mood is not even more depressed." β
Compared with Zhu Gaochi's indifference, Xu Buji still wanted to talk to Zhu Yunwen about these things, after all, he had just taken up his new post, and the first draft of the new policy had just been drafted, and it was when the emperor was needed to come forward to correct it, so he wanted to take it to the court meeting and listen to the reaction, but Zhu Yunwen was reluctant to show up, and the court meeting could not be held.
Before he could say a few more words, a dense sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the originally noisy stadium instantly fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to the distance.
A huge and luxurious carriage was slowly coming, and around the carriage, nearly a thousand handsome brocade guards were guarding it.
The Emperor has arrived.
When the carriage drove into the stadium and Zhu Yunwen walked out of the wheel, the originally quiet stadium boiled again.
Approaching 10,000 people watching the game, including Xu Buji, these Beijing officials, all stood up, clenched their right fists close to their temples, and shouted loudly.
"Long live Your Majesty!!"
The sound of the landslide and tsunami lasted several times, and Zhu Yunwen kept waving his hand, until the waving palm was pressed down, and the cheers stopped calm.
Countless waiyi who were also lucky enough to buy tickets were dumbfounded.
"Is this the supremacy of the Chinese emperor in the hearts of his people?"
Deeply trapped in this fanatical sincerity, these maritime merchants from various countries of the Ming Alliance, including the Arab region, will also have a desire to shout long live?
"Yes, this is our great Father."
A young student cheered excitedly and sang: "The will of the monarch is the will of the country, and everyone in the entire Ming Dynasty is willing to sacrifice our lives for the great monarch, and dying for the monarch will be the most brilliant glory in our lives." β
What a crazy country this is.
The monarch could replace the gods and become the object of worship for every citizen in a non-religious country.
How much charisma and countless baptisms does this require?
Looking at the huge portraits of Zhu Yunwen hanging around the stadium and the frames with Zhu Yunwen's portraits held in the hands of hundreds of people, these foreigners seemed to understand.
Throughout the Ming Dynasty, the cult of personality has reached the extreme.
The emperor is the state, and the emperor is the god.
"You're all set."
As the general preparation for the event, Zhu Zhi, the king of Liao, hurriedly approached Zhu Yunwen and reported: "It's all ready, you see when it starts." β
Behind the starting line, nearly 100 bicycles have been pushed, and this novel object quickly attracted the attention of the spectators in the stands.
Everyone knows that this is called a bicycle.
But soon, everyone's eyes left the bicycle and focused on Zhu Yunwen again.
Between heaven and earth, there is never a person or thing more worthy of attention than Zhu Yunwen.
"Let's get started."
Zhu Yunwen took off his big hat and stepped out and rode onto his car.
A bicycle that is so humble that it is not even as good as the old bikes of the sixties.
Even though this is already the best performing bike in the batch.
"Let's go!"
Zhu Zhi took Zhu Yunwen's big blow, took two steps back and made sure of Zhu Yunwen's eyes, and then shouted.
Behind him, several soldiers beat a short drum at the same time.
"Boom!"
With the sound of this drum, the first bicycle competition of Daming began.