On the first day of April in the third year of the former Song Dynasty, the auspicious day of the zodiac, it is advisable to travel to marry and worship.

Jiangnan beautiful land, Jinling Imperial Prefecture. With green water, Zhu Lou was handed up.

In fact, since yesterday, the people of the entire Jiankang Mansion have been looking forward to it, after all, for the people of Jiankang Mansion, this is the time they have been looking forward to for a hundred years, and it is also the only chance for the entire Jiankang Mansion in their hearts to become the glorious capital of a country from the front line of the battlefield.

A hundred years ago, Jiankang once ushered in a down-and-out king, and it was possible to become the foundation of the Southern Song Dynasty's revival and counterattack on the Central Plains after the shame of Jingkang, but what the people of the city saw was the Jin army rushing up under black pressure, and what they saw was that the monarch they loyally guarded did not want to defend the city, but fled like that, leaving only Jiankang with a back.

These people have been looking south for a hundred years, until today, they have finally waited for the new owner of this city, and waited for the master who returned to the capital of the Six Dynasties and the glory of Jinling Imperial Prefecture with Jiankang.

Here, after all, it is the place where the world pays attention, and after all, it is the root of the southern dragon vein of China!

"Minister, Zhao Wenyi, the pacification envoy of Liangzhejiang East Road, and I would like to lead the officials of Liangzhejiang East Road and Jiankang Mansion to wait for His Royal Highness." Standing outside the Suzaku Gate in the south of Jiankang Mansion, Zhao Wenyi's traditional Chinese wide robe with large sleeves and red Song official uniform bowed down and said loudly.

Grabbing the reins of the horse, Ye Yingwu turned over from the horse, under the bright spring sun, a golden armor flashed people's eyes, but at this time, the officials on both sides of the street bowed deeply, no one had the courage to raise their heads to look at Ye Yingwu, after all, this was no longer Ye Yuanjun, who was an official in the same dynasty as them, but the king who was going to enter the Jiankang Mansion today, and was their monarch and loyal person in the future.

Ye Yingwu exhaled heavily, but he didn't know whether Ye Yuanjun's breath was relaxed because he had finally come to this point, or because the dazzling golden armor on his body was too heavy. Pressing the hilt of the sword with his hand, Ye Yingwu took two steps forward and supported Zhao Wenyi: "Aiqing is flat." ”

"Your Highness." Zhao Wenyi said meticulously.

"I will entrust this Jiankang Mansion to you first, and let me see what kind of new atmosphere this Jiankang Mansion is!" Ye Yingwu said in a deep voice, "Let's talk while we go." ”

Zhao Wenyi answered, and a subordinate had already brought a horse for him. Although Ye Yingwu doesn't have too many requirements for his subordinates, he has always liked officials to do things neatly and neatly, so Zhao Wenyi was not good at riding horses before, but now he has practiced more, and he is already very proficient.

Seeing that Zhao Wenyi was still a little nervous when he got on the horse, Ye Yingwu couldn't help but smile to himself, "The King of Chu has a thin waist", but he is just a little fetish, and Ye Yingwu doesn't care too much about the thoughts that these subordinate officials want to cater to.

After all, Zhao Wenyi's own talent is still worthy of appreciation, and Ye Yingwu will not blame him for this flaw.

The two rode their horses and walked through the Suzaku Gate, Zhao Wenyi took two steps forward and lowered his voice: "Your Royal Highness, the two gentlemen from Xingzhou have rushed over a few days ago, and now how this Jiankang Mansion should be repaired and rectified, how to build a palace for His Royal Highness, His Majesty does not dare to say anything now, and follow the instructions of the two gentlemen." ”

Ye Yingwu nodded, Guo Shoujing and Chen Yuanliang, even if they are half-hangers, they are better than Zhao Wenyi and others, and half-hangers are still a little capable.

"In addition, many matters concerning His Royal Highness's enthronement and royal ceremony today are arranged by Chen Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and please rest assured that His Highness will be responsible for leading His Highness." Zhao Wenyi still said in a low voice, stretching out his hand and waving his sleeves, "Your Highness, the people of this Jiankang Mansion are already waiting on both sides of the street, look ・・・・・・"

Raising his head, Ye Yingwu's eyes had already cast his eyes on the street in front of him, along both sides of the street, there were already many people waiting, and even more anxious pushers had already pushed away the guns and spears of the guards, blocking half of the street.

After a moment of silence, Ye Yingwu asked in a low voice: "How long is it until the auspicious time?" ”

"Back to Your Highness, there are still two hours." Zhao Wenyi hurriedly replied.

Ye Yingwu turned over and dismounted: "It's still early, then let's go over directly, Xiaoyangzi, lead the horse." ”

Xiao Yangzi snorted.

And Ye Yingwu stood on the long street, all the way north from the Vermilion Bird Gate, it was the royal road of the two Jin and Southern Dynasties and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and it was also the central axis of the entire Jinling City.

"The palace city in the Southern Tang Dynasty has been dilapidated, and later there are many demolitions," Zhao Wenyi said softly, "Later, when Gaozong of the former Song Dynasty built Yan, he crossed the river with mud horses, and once settled in this Jiankang Mansion to rest. Moreover, the palaces of the Six Dynasties are half of the country, and they have not recovered the northern territory, and the palace is even more ominous when the palace is built, so the two gentlemen directly put aside these palaces, thinking that they should build another palace outside the city. ”

"This Jiankang Mansion has been depressed and dilapidated for a hundred years, and it is indeed a smaller pattern." Ye Yingwu looked at both sides of the street, the people's clothes were repaired, compared with the people in Lin'an Mansion he saw, it was like a world, even Zhenjiang Mansion was inferior, not to mention that the surrounding pavilions were built many years ago, even if they were repaired these days, they all looked dilapidated and old, Ye Yingwu was indeed not wrong when he said this.

Zhao Wenyi was a little helpless, and tried his best to lower his voice: "Your Highness, for a hundred years, Jiankang Mansion has always been a place where soldiers are stationed, and it is also an important battlefield town facing the Jin Tartars and Mongolian Tartars in the north of the former Song Dynasty. The state capitals in the south are constantly accepting the people fleeing here, and it is easy to see which is better and which is worse. ”

"So," Ye Yingwu paused, and instead of looking at those crowds, he looked at Zhao Wenyi, "So I handed over this Jiankang Mansion to you, and now I look at it, at least this Jiankang Mansion still has three points." ”

There is the beauty of the uniform, and the summer of etiquette, Huaxia calls itself "**** Shangguo" from ancient times to the present, even if it is a diligent and thrifty dynasty, it will take care of its dignity and face, so for this capital, Ye Yingwu can't do without too many requirements.

After all, this capital city must be able to reflect the abundant financial resources of the Ming Dynasty, and the high-spirited demeanor of the various armies and divisions under Ye Yingwu's command, neither too luxurious like the Afang Palace in the Qin Dynasty, nor can it be as narrow and aggrieved as the Lin'an Palace City in the Southern Song Dynasty.

This is not a dynasty that is partial to peace, but a dynasty that wants to shine like the rising sun.

"Jiankang Mansion, it's still too small." Ye Yingwu dropped a sentence and walked forward with a step, his combat boots stepping on the bluestone street, making a sonorous and powerful sound.

Behind Ye Yingwu, the red flag fluttered in the wind, and although the soldiers of the hundred battles all dismounted and walked, they still held their heads high and did not squint, so that everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but be proud of it while subconsciously shivering.

This is our good son, this is the good boy who guards Jiankang Mansion!

If there is a military prestige, such as the prosperity, then even if this city has waited for a hundred years, sunk for a hundred years, before ushering in its master, what does it matter, as long as people can still defend it, as long as the army of this new era can sweep through Shenzhou, then naturally one day, Jiankang will become the center of the whole world.

Bianliang is famous for the prosperity of the Northern Song Dynasty, and Lin'an is shimmering because of the prosperity of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The same can be said for Jiankang.

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A ray of sunshine sprinkled on Zhongshan and countless people

Rows and rows of soldiers stood tall and lined up in a neat line. Red flags fluttered in the wind, and all of them were big "Ming" characters, all embroidered with gold silk thread, shining dazzlingly in the sun.

"Minister, Chen Zongli, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, meet His Royal Highness King Ming." Chen Zongli stood under the altar and bowed loudly.

Ye Yingwu nodded and looked up at Zhong Shan.

If there is one thing that can be put on the table in the entire Jiankang Mansion now, I am afraid that it is the altar used in the ceremony of Ye Yingwu becoming king. The white marble steps are paved from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, even if Zhongshan is not high, under the shade of this green mountain forest, it is like a jade belt leading to the sky and a broad avenue that splits the green waves.

And the Temple of Heaven with flying eaves and corners, is standing on the top of Zhong Mountain, along this jade belt like climbing steps, the two teams of carefully selected town naval officers are all wearing armor and guns, a silver bright armor, and every five steps, there are red flags, every ten steps, there are also gourd fake Yue ritual vessels.

Slowly clenched his fist and released it again, Ye Yingwu reached out and pressed the hilt of the sword, Chen Zongli had already moved sideways, and Ye Yingwu had many civil officials such as Wen Tianxiang on his left hand, and many other generals such as Su Liuyi on his right hand, all of whom were already in court clothes, waiting respectfully.

As for Ye Yingwu's side, except for Xiao Yangzi, who was personally guarding on one side, the hundred battles had already stopped on the periphery.

"Please also ask Your Highness to ascend to the Temple of Heaven in Zhongshan to worship the heavens." Although Chen Zongli is old, these ritual books are still meticulous in what they should do, their hair dances in the wind, but their eyes are blazing.

Bowing slightly at Chen Zongli, Ye Yingwu trembled a little and reached out to take off his helmet and held it in his hand to show respect for God.

Wen Tianxiang, Lu Xiufu, Su Liuyi, Zhang Shijie, and one after another looked at Ye Yingwu. And Ye Yingwu exhaled a long breath, his hands were trembling, and Ye Yingwu clearly saw that Xiao Yangzi and even Chen Zongli, his hands were trembling.

What a blessing to be able to experience this situation that has not been seen in hundreds of years.

And Ye Yingwu squinted slightly, looking up at the sky, and walked forward step by step.

The steps kept receding at his feet, and the sky was getting closer.

When he stepped up the last step, Ye Yingwu held his breath, pressed the sword with one hand, and held the helmet with the other, Huo Ran turned around. The sun poured down on him, flashing with countless lights. And at the foot of this Zhong Mountain, at the end of the emerald green spring, one after another neat phalanx stood silently, and countless red flags outlined the symbol of the sun and the bright moon, which together was the symbol of the Ming Dynasty.

It seems that there is a scorching fire, which is burning, and it seems that the sun and the moon are rising together, illuminating the world!

And in front of this military array, inside and outside the city of Jiankang Mansion, the black pressure is all looking up at the crowd on the top of this Zhong Mountain, one by one, one by one, one by one, just like lakes and oceans, the warm spring breeze is difficult to stir up waves, but in their hearts, there is already a fire burning, there are already angry waves brewing!

April 1.

Ye Yingwu looked up at the blue sky after the baptism of spring rain, it was exactly one year since he came to this era of turbulence and the building was about to collapse.

For more than 300 days, heroes came and went like watching the flowers come and go, how many heroes and sons fought bloodily, from Qingyuan Mansion to Macheng to Luzhou and then to Xiangyang, until the last flame was extinguished on the top of Lin'an Phoenix Mountain. Ye Yingwu didn't know how many people had followed him to the present, and he didn't know how many people had fallen on the way to the charge.

But what he knows is that he is standing here today and has lived up to their expectations and pursuits.

Standing here today, I have changed the world and redeemed the heavens!

Isn't it a Mongol iron horse sweep?

Isn't it the mighty wind that no one can beat?

A certain Ye Yingwu came alone seven hundred years ago, and finally changed all this. Even if the huge wheel of history is still heavy, Ye Yingwu has already made the ruts that it crushed all the way to be very different from the time and space where he was originally located.

So-and-so, after all, it was done.

This is a lonely trip to the end of the world, and there are still 90,000 miles of green mountains.

Ye Yingwu stood on the top of Zhongshan Mountain, holding his sword and looking around at the surrounding reckless mountains and forests, and also took in the soldiers who stood silently like strong pines under the mountain.

Ninety Thousand Miles of Green Mountains, yes, until today, knowing a certain time, I understand what is Ninety Thousand Miles of Green Mountains, and only then do I understand where the green mountains are and where is the hope.

This green mountain of 90,000 miles is not only half of the mountains and rivers of the Southern Song Dynasty, but also the civil and military forces standing under this mountain, and the Senran military column standing under this mountain, and it is the majestic Ming Dynasty that is about to be born in front of his eyes. Their standing posture is already like green mountains, and their souls have been tempered thousands of times.

This is the green mountain of the Han family, the green mountain of China is 90,000 miles.

Ye Yingwu slowly turned around and walked to the center of the Temple of Heaven step by step.

I have to say that Chen Zongli has indeed put in a lot of hard work, although there is only one simple table on the Temple of Heaven, but when behind this table is the green mountains and the endless sky, no one will feel the loneliness and dwarf of this table.

Because just like the array under the mountain is like a green mountain, this table also seems to be integrated with heaven and earth, regardless of each other. Commanded by the heavens, he will live forever, and from here he will receive the will of the heavens, and from here he will ascend to the throne of a new dynasty.

After a moment of silence, Ye Yingwu's heart also jumped, and he gently stretched out his hand, Xiao Yangzi lowered his head and carefully took Ye Yingwu's helmet, then took two steps back and stood under the steps.

There is no one on the Temple of Heaven, if you stand on tiptoe and look at it at this moment, the highest place in the entire Zhongshan Mountain you see is the place where Ye Yingwu is standing.

At this moment, Ye Yingwu stood between heaven and earth.

Chen Zongli did not accompany the emperor as he did in the normal enthronement ceremony, and he did not even follow him up the steps from beginning to end.

No one guided Ye Yingwu, and no one told him where the destiny was.

Chen Zongli's arrangement is not without reason, after all, Ye Yingwu did not receive the Mandate of Heaven from the previous dynasty, but obtained it from the heavens again, so there is no need for people to guide them, and the people who really belong to the destiny of Heaven can already hear the will of the heavens.

As for whether Ye Yingwu can pretend to be a ghost or not, in fact, Chen Zongli doesn't care, because no one will see what Ye Yingwu did on the Temple of Heaven, all people see is that Ye Yingwu communicates with God there, walks on his throne there, and opens a new era there.

That's enough.

There was no one in front of him and behind him, Ye Yingwu couldn't help but show a wry smile, the height is unbearable, could it be that this is the truth? However, he still walked to the table step by step, in addition to the incense burner in the middle, a row of melons and fruits on the left, and a row of gizzard meat on the right, it was very simple, but Ye Yingwu did not despise it.

Even if there was no one, he still carefully lit three incense sticks, bowed in the direction of the sky, and turned around, bowing in the direction of Jiankang Mansion and the ground.

Sacrifice to the heavens and the earth.

People are doing it, the sky is watching, Ye Yingwu doesn't believe that he came to this era for no reason, no matter whether he is the one chosen by the sky or not, he doesn't want to leave regrets in his heart.

This is his first sacrifice to the heavens, and it is also the beginning of a new dynasty.

The sun hung in the sky, and the red flags of the sun and moon below danced in the wind.

The sun rises and shines in all directions.

On the first day of April in the third year of the former Song Dynasty, Ye Yingwu ascended the throne in Zhongshan of Jiankang Mansion and founded the country, calling himself King Ming.

Ming Yan inherited the former Song Huode, Shang Chi, the battle flag and armor remained unchanged, the country name Daming, and the year name temporarily continued to use Xianchun, in order to show respect and mourning for the dynasty that perished in the hands of the Mongol Tatars.

In addition, Ye Yingwu Ye envoy Jun also stated when he ascended the throne that if he did not expel the Tartars for a day, he would not be called the emperor for a day. (To be continued.) )