"Artillery?"

On the Zhonghua Gate, the guests of all forces were in a commotion again.

The benefits of Zhu Wu's firearms are famous all over the country. Countless people secretly imitated it, but the power of the creation was less than one-ten-thousandth of that of Dingyuan's firearms.

The barracks of the Dingyuan Army could not be splashed with water, and there was no way to start.

In front of Zhu Wu, hundreds of light cavalry lined up on horseback and walked slowly. Behind them were war-drawn gun carriages, metal barrels glittering in the sun.

These cannons are far from being the best artillery of the Dingyuan Army, but they are good in mobility and light in weight and can run in horses, but in the eyes of everyone in the city, they are peerless treasures.

"There are so many cannons!"

"You can run with a horse, and you can hit wherever you want?"

"If we have a cannon, we can fight all over the world!"

The guests who watched the ceremony were chattering, but there were only two people, who were still standing steadily, silently.

Zhu Chongba had seen artillery a long time ago, so naturally he wouldn't shout like those dirt buns, and he also knew that Zhu Wu's subordinates definitely didn't have more than these small cannons.

He is calculating that the parade is now coming to an end. How many chips did Zhu Wu have that he didn't show off, at least the naval army didn't appear, the heavy armored cavalry didn't appear, and the siege heavy artillery troops didn't show up.

And Mr. Guan was thinking about how to talk to Zhu Wu so that he could move him, whether he bought it or exchanged it, he could give some artillery to the northern red scarf.

At the same time, faintly, thinking about the use of artillery.

When the imperial court is weak in the north, he is bound to lead the army to the north. There is no shortage of cavalry athletes in the north, nor is there a shortage of war horses, and the cavalry and these artillery pieces that can be pulled cooperate with each other, and what kind of power will burst out in the field.

Under the city, the military parade came to an end, but the roaring footsteps still shook the hearts of the people.

Today, the figure under the Zhonghua Gate, the young Han King under the golden Luogai, and those equally young soldiers have left an eternal memory in Jinling City.

Zhu Wu slowly walked back to the city, the attitude of the guests became more and more respectful, and those scholars, gentry, and celebrities who were still a little reluctant in their hearts finally lowered their arrogant heads and showed a humble smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Zhu Wu's voice came out of the megaphone again and spread throughout the city, "From today on, Jinling is the capital of the Han Dynasty. ”

"Hooray!" Under the city, there was another shout that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"From today on, Jinling is not Jinling!" Zhu Wuda shouted, "Jinling, change your name to Nanjing!" ”

Countless soldiers of the Dingyuan Army shouted loudly.

"Nanjing! Nanking! Nanking! ”

In the shout, Zhu Wu turned his head and looked at Li Shanchang, "What's next?" ”

Li Shanchang was stunned for a moment, looked left and right and whispered, "King Han sacrifices to the sky!" ”

Zhu Wu nodded, the sun was too big, and he was already sweating under the armor, "Let's go, sacrifice to the sky!" ”

Worship the sky, originated from summer.

It is the most solemn event of the emperor.

But Zhu Wu, the king of the Han Dynasty, did not care, according to the idea of the ministers, the sacrifice should be selected on a special day, a special hour, the first five days to prepare livestock, the first three days Zhu Wu to start fasting, the first two days to write the sacrifice, the day before the production of sacrifices.

In addition, it is necessary to prepare royal robes, musical instruments, dependents, cards, etc.

The ancients believed that heaven and earth were worthy of awe. But in Zhu Wu's heart, heaven and earth are heaven and earth, and talents are worthy of awe.

For it is man who created everything in the heavens and the earth.

However, how can Zhu Wu have so much time?

Anqing is about to become a bridgehead for attacking Jiangxi, but there is still a big gap in grain and grass.

There are two months before the autumn harvest, and there will be a tuntian, as well as the craftsman's workshop, and there will be a war in Zhejiang.

It is also necessary to study the new policy, the new official position, the new system with the civil servants, and open the imperial examination to obtain scholars.

I also want to reward the meritorious people!

One pile at a time, one by one, which one does not take time.

How many five days can be wasted?

Besides, now is not the time to set the score. It's so troublesome to be a king, what about being the emperor in the future?

Therefore, Zhu Wu rarely acted arbitrarily once, and everything was simple and frugal.

Rao was like this, and the fanatical ministers still used the people to build a simple Temple of Heaven outside Nanjing.

still splashed ink, and wrote countless sacrifices to the Han King, who had no ink.

This is a gift, and it cannot be abolished!

Zhu Wu got on the horse again, but this time he couldn't gallop on horseback, and nearly 10,000 guards surrounded him and slowly headed towards the suburbs.

More than 10,000 people, standing under the summer sun, the huge Temple of Heaven in front of them seems to have some sacred meaning.

But in Zhu Wu's eyes, it is a dirt mountain.

Zhu Yu struggled to hold on to the yellow dragon pattern cover, and followed suit.

Every time Zhu Wu took a step forward, the hearts of the Wenchen generals couldn't help but tremble.

Claiming the king is not Zhu Wu's business alone. It is their armed group that represents.

Sacrificing to the heavens is to declare the legitimacy of the rule, and it also means that these thieves in Huaixi have truly become the founders of the foundation.

Together, they created a dynasty.

At this time, Zhu Wu had already taken off his armor, he didn't choose a dragon robe, just a cloth robe.

The stone table incense case on the Temple of Heaven, as well as the huge immortal tablet, is dedicated to the first son of heaven in Chinese legends, the first ancestor of China, the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan.

"Kneel!"

Wang Guangyang, who was born as a jinshi, returned from the front line with Chang Yuchun and served as a ceremonial officer.

Zhu Wu's face was solemn and he knelt down.

He can not respect anything, but to lay the first ancestor of Huaxia, he must respect it from the bottom of his heart.

"Incense!"

Zhu Wu knelt forward and inserted the incense into the incense case.

Subsequently, someone next to him handed over the sacrificial text, but Zhu Wu waved his hand. Although the text was jerky and difficult to understand, he memorized it.

Worshipping the heavens is a formality, but worshipping the ancestors of China is a ritual.

The form can be hasty and simple, but the ritual must be sincere.

In the eyes of countless people, Zhu Wu slowly spoke.

"In the future generations, the minister Zhu Wu lived for the people in the grass and fields; When there is a loss of control, the world is in turmoil, it is to take advantage of the chaos of the masses, gather the crowd to use force........."

But in my heart, there was another voice at the same time.

"The Yellow Emperor is above, the younger generations of ignorant children worship today, and now in China, the people are miserable, and there are no three generations of prosperity, and there is no enterprising spirit. The sky and the earth are muddy, and the Qin Dynasty is no longer martial, and the Han and Tang Dynasties are majestic.

The child is greedy for the sky, and he is lucky to lay a foundation, and he is not the king for personal glory and wealth, but for the reopening of the Han family.

The restoration of the prosperous era of China has made civilization far and wide. Restore my magnificent rivers and mountains, so that the people are peaceful. Repeat my etiquette words, so that China is eternal! ”

There was silence between heaven and earth, there was no wind, only the voice of Zhu Wu when he read the sacrifice. It's like a young scholar who shows his teachers and his family what he has learned, what he has realized, and what he should do in the future.

"Licheng!"

Wang Guangyang's shout represents the end of a few days.

But Zhu Wu didn't get up, but kowtowed again to the Yellow Emperor's tablet.

"The boy of the future generations will bow down again and tell the heavens. In later generations of China, the mountains and rivers are splendid and the people are healthy. The people are no longer cold and hungry, there is little time to suffer, a big country, standing at the top of civilization, the world, China is unique.

Worship the children of the future generations, the world will be ten thousand years, and there will be thousands of nations. But for 10,000 years, the only one who has preserved the inheritance, the bloodline is continuous, and the people are thriving, only Huaxia! ”

Then, Zhu Wu slowly stood up, and the Bing Dragon Pattern Luo Gai covered the top of his head again.

Looking at the figures under the Temple of Heaven, those figures who were kneeling down sincerely laughed silently.

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The gorgeous carriage slowly drove into Wuyi Lane. The owner of the carriage had just come down from the city, and the throbbing in his heart continued.

The military parade brought him an unimaginable shock in his life. Zhu Wu entered the city that day, but it was just a false promise.

Now it seems that it was a wise move to offer military supplies that day.

The owner of the carriage closed his eyes and pondered, quartermaster? If you want to please His Royal Highness the King of Han, this is a good way.

Suddenly, the car stopped.

"What's going on?" The host asked.

The attendant whispered outside the window, "Master, the master of the Xie family is in front of him and blocking the road!" ”

"Huh?" The owner of the carriage said hello, lifted the curtain, and under the ancient tree in front of him, it was not Xie Guangkun who was leisurely drinking tea, but who else could it be.

"This old thing! He still doesn't have a garden or a gazebo? It's time to run the street and enjoy the coolness! said, scolded, "I'm afraid it's deliberately blocked here!" ”

Xie Guangkun also saw the carriage and walked over with a smile, "Brother Liu, just participated in the Han King Ceremony?" ”

The owner of the carriage is surnamed Liu, the Xie family is the first in Nanjing, and his family is the second, and the two families have been fighting openly and secretly in the city of Nanjing for several generations.

In Xie Guangkun's generation, there is only one daughter, and she is not less ridiculed by the Liu family.

What's the use of money? It's all someone else's in the future?

Can't give birth to a son? He Xie Guangkun is incompetent!

But at this time, the face of the head of the Liu family showed a smile like an old friend.

"It's just coming down from the city wall, Brother Xie is drinking tea here, it's really Yaxing!"

"What's going on?" Xie Guangkun held a purple clay pot and said with a smile.

The head of the Liu family shook his head and couldn't help but admire, "The King of Han really has a real life, and his soldiers are like wolves and tigers." Why didn't Brother Xie go? ”

"It's too hot to move!" Xie Guangkun drank tea and said with a smile, "King Han's personal soldiers came to pick him up twice, and the five were blocked back." Besides, on that occasion, it is not appropriate for me to go as an elder! ”

"Fuck you!"

The head of the Liu family scolded in his heart, and the villain looked like he was ambitious.

But he still smiled on his face, "Yes, in the future, you and King Han will be a family, not on this one!" ”

"By the way, your Liu family has a nephew who is still an official in Dadu, right?" Xie Guangkun seemed to be careless, "Brother Liu, it's not that I'm talkative, now that we're big men, it's not appropriate for the children of the family to be officials in the north again." In case, someone crooked his mouth in front of King Han! ”

"I know!" The head of the Liu family chuckled in his heart and said with a smile, "In the end, I will have to take care of Brother Xie in the future." Brother Xie loves tea, I happen to have a set of Ruyao tea sets in the Great Song Dynasty at home, and I will send it to you later! ”

"No, no!" Xie Guangkun smiled and walked away, "I drink tea, and everything is different!" Besides, I can't just take gifts now! ”

"Phew!" Seeing Xie Guangkun walking away in figure-eight steps, the head of the Liu family scolded secretly, "What is it? Isn't it just to have a good girl? ”

(The next chapter, sent out in the afternoon!) ）