"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze."

"Hey, talk about you."

"Lao Zhang, you are optimistic about your boy."

Countless noisy voices have been rising and falling on Chang'an Avenue since the beginning of Yin, and hundreds of thousands of people are crowding along this wide avenue to move slowly towards the destination of this trip.

After a long and torturous wait, the National Day Ceremony of the Ming Federation, which attracted the attention of the whole Nanjing, the whole Ming Dynasty and even the whole Ming Federation, finally entered the fifth day of November with the time, and slowly kicked off.

These people will arrive at the large square outside the Chengtian Gate to observe the ceremony, and in addition to them, there will be groups from all over the world.

At the first quarter of the year, that is, at three o'clock in the morning.

At three o'clock in the morning in the winter moon, you can think about how cold it is, but in fact, these people who were lucky enough to get tickets to the ceremony had already dressed tightly as early as the night before, and began to move from all sides of Nanjing City to Chang'an Avenue.

If you are late and wait until the end, you will not see anything, and you can only listen to the sound in a hurry at the outermost stage.

But it was not only ordinary people and foreign groups who got up early in the morning.

The entire Minglian, up to Xu Buji, the first auxiliary minister, down to a seventh-grade official in Beijing, also stayed up all night.

They also entered the Chengtian Gate at two or three o'clock in the morning and began to wait.

There is a 300-meter-long royal road from Chengtianmen to Fengtian Temple, and on both sides of the imperial road are two extremely spacious open spaces, and the foreign viewing groups, representatives from all walks of life who have been invited in the capital, including the officials below the three grades of the imperial court's yamen are standing in these two large squares, enduring the wind and cold.

Those who are qualified to enter the Fengtian Palace are only the kings of the capital and the kings of various countries above the third rank, as well as the princes Zhu Wenkui and Zhu Wenqi, and the princes of the clan headed by Zhu Di, the Zongzheng of the Zongren Mansion.

They were waiting, and Zhu Yunwen woke up early in the morning.

Early in the morning, more than a dozen palace ladies poured into the warm pavilion and began to take care of Zhu Yunwen's makeup, and finally put on a Tianzi Gong crown dress that was made by more than a dozen top embroiderers for nearly three months.

The twelve chapters are the crown clothes of tomorrow.

The crown of the Son of Heaven is twelve before and after, multicolored. Gon, that is, two clothes, two clothes, the clothes are dark, and the clothes are yellow.

In the twelve chapters, six chapters of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, dragons, and Chinese insects are woven into the clothes; Zongyi, algae, fire, powdered rice, 黼, 黻 six chapters are woven in the clothes.

Such a luxurious and elaborate crown suit, Zhu Yunwen has not worn it for nearly three years.

And how much did it cost to make this latest piece by hand?

Twenty-eight million!

A full 280,000 taels of silver!

In other words, this piece of clothing will cost at least one-tenth of the national income of the Chongzhen Dynasty for a year.

In the more than 20 years of dynastic career from Emperor Tianqi to Emperor Chongzhen, the Ming Dynasty only made a crown dress of the Son of Heaven, which was made after Emperor Zhu Youxiao ascended the throne.

Emperor Chongzhen was thrifty, and he wore the one left by his brother when he ascended the throne, and he came over after more than ten years of sewing and mending.

This dress shouldn't have cost so much money, but the crown material that Zhu Yunwen is wearing today is really good, it took three months to work, and it took one year to select the material.

Among the materials selected for these clothes are sent from Arabia, and more are selected from all over the Minglian, and Suzhou embroidery is just one of the alternatives.

More than 100,000 people in Tiannan and Haibei have been busy collecting clothing for a whole year, and finally more than a dozen embroiderers from the Shangyi Bureau have hand-sewn finished clothes, and the patterns on the clothes can be described as lifelike and ingenious.

"Please come to the throne."

The neatly dressed Zhu Yunwen took a square step and walked out of the warm pavilion, and the palace maids and eunuchs in the two roads were already kneeling on the ground, and their foreheads were close to the ground.

When Zhu Yunwen walked out of the Qianqing Palace, a shoulder chariot had been prepared, and Shuangxi knelt beside the chariot and sang.

"Please ask the emperor to ascend!"

Outside the Qianqing Palace, hundreds of brocade guards knelt on their knees.

Zhu Yunwen held his breath and didn't say a word, walked to his shoulder step by step, raised his legs, and sat down in a comfortable soft couch.

Shuangxi got up and screamed.

"Play music, holy drive!"

Two classes of kneeling musicians got up and began to play a passionate and heroic movement.

Under his shoulders, the sixty-four Han generals who knelt on the ground straightened their backs and stood up.

The brocade guards, palace laves, and eunuchs all stood up, arching and guarding the noble shoulder chariot, arching and guarding the emperor who was comparable to the gods on the shoulder, and slowly moved to the front hall, while the music group walked and played in the back.

The procession passed through the Qianqing Gate, bypassed the Jinshen Hall and the Huagai Palace, and finally stopped behind the Fengtian Palace.

The music stopped, and the sixty-four Han generals under their shoulders slowly touched the ground on one knee at the same time after a double happy 'Fall Holy Drive'.

Hundreds of people from Gongwei knelt down again under the guidance of Double Happiness.

waited until Zhu Yunwen walked down from the shoulder, and everyone got up.

The two teams of palace ladies and eunuchs lined up in two teams, and entered through the side hall on the east side of the Fengtian Hall with Zhu Yunwen and passed through the corridor.

About fifty steps away from entering the main hall, Double Happiness had already opened its mouth.

"Holy Arrival!"

At the exit of the main hall, there were also two small eunuchs, and they suddenly raised their anger when they heard the sound.

"Holy Arrival!" shouted, and the two fell prostrately.

In the main hall, there was a chime, and two bands played together.

Zhu Di, Xu Buji and others, who have been calming down, including Sana, Shiren and other kings and governors of Minglian countries or regions, bowed down at the same time.

At this moment, all the people who do it are still the long-abolished prostration.

Get down on your knees with your buttocks pressed against your heels, lean down, your face on the ground, and your hands about a palm above your head.

This is a very pious and humble prostrate posture.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Zhu Yunwen walked up the imperial steps and slowly turned around and sat down.

Shuangxi shouted again: "Yi! ”

In the main hall, the music group played the "Song of Taiqing".

Hundreds of people bowed their heads at the same time and shouted: "I meet the Shengshou National Ceremony, and His Majesty the Emperor congratulates me." The four seas are clear, the mountains and rivers are eternal, long live my emperor! ”

Congratulations, "The Song of Taiqing" was broadcast, and everyone got up.

The music class changed the key, "The Song of Taiqing" changed to "The Song of Feeling the Emperor's Grace", and everyone bowed again.

"The people have food and clothing, the officials have lords, and all things grow, all of them are blessed with the emperor's grace. Long live our emperor! ”

"Song of Gratitude to the Emperor" was recorded, from. Return "The Song of He Shengchao", goodbye.

"Dingkou trillions, years of abundant library, Xuanhe is prosperous, eternal and immortal, long live my emperor!"

Then there is "The Song of Universal Music", "The Song of the Son of Heaven", "The Song of Drunken Taiping", "The Song of the Coming of the Kingdoms", and "The Song of the Four Seas".

This is the eight songs, and the song is kneeling to the beginning, which is the highest standard of the Ming Dynasty ritual system, and the eight bows and eight kowtows are the first gifts.

Every song must have a congratulatory message, and finally receive it with long live our emperor.

The time is just right.

"Holy Driver."

Only then did Zhu Yunwen get up and slowly paced along the carpet laid in the middle of the two rows of kneeling kings, and every time he passed a row, all those who were kneeling got up.

Until the end, Zhu Yunwen's footsteps crossed the threshold of Fengtian Hall and appeared in the large square outside, in the sight of thousands of people.

The call of the larger Banzai Mountain sounded.

"The Eight Desolations and the Four Seas are all recited by the sky and the earth. Long live His Majesty the Emperor, long live, long live! ”

Before Zhu Yunwen and the others had climbed the tower of Chengtianmen, the atmosphere had been rendered to the extreme.

Behind Zhu Yunwen's body, the pupils in Zhu Wenkui and Zhu Wenqi's eyes were a little out of focus.

The big husband should be like this!