"Second!" Wang Jue bent down his second finger and instructed seriously: "All the information about Tianheng Company, all the drawings and research records about this company, must be registered and strictly guarded. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoYou have to return to Jingshi with these materials, if you lose one, you know the consequences! ”

"Yes! Subordinates understood! The subordinates applied for Jin Yiwei to go south together and personally supervise this matter. The secretary, who was also a soldier, replied after standing up and saluting, and then turned and walked away quickly.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, in the Jingshi Railway Station of the Ming Empire, the garrison of the empire once again stood on the platform and carried out strict guard work. This is a train to escort important prisoners, and the prisoners contained in it are also more noble than ever.

Many, many years ago, outside the capital of the Ming Empire, there was an endless stream of prisoners, including the Great Khan on the steppe, and the king and bishop of Europa. But that kind of scene of looking at the world disappeared with the Emperor of the Apocalypse, leaving only endless memories of the glory of the past.

For a long time, the Jingshi Station of the Ming Empire has not welcomed a significant number of prisoners, and now that such a prisoner has been ushered in, it is naturally worth everyone to rejoice.

As the train came to a steady stop on the platform, the soldiers escorting the train jumped out of the carriage first. There were soldiers and officers from the New Army, as well as Jinyi guards who were deliberately sent to escort and guard the guards, and their different uniforms and the Beijing division garrison on the platform were varied.

The Ming Empire has a unified and strict standard for military uniform styles, but on top of this standard, some well-known troops with historical inheritance have their own distinctive uniform modifications: some are on the neckline, some are on the cuffs, some are on the chest, and some are on the hat...... In short, the military service of the Ming Empire is a broad and profound science, complex and full of the beauty and honor of the old-style army.

For the other carriages, the guards have already guarded the doors, and everything will be done until the big man gets off the train and leaves the platform, and the other captives will be allowed to get off the train, and they will be held together to prepare to participate in the "Ancestor Sacrifice and Prisoner Sacrifice Ceremony" that the Ming Empire has not organized for a long time tomorrow.

It was a relatively old celebration of victory in war, in which the emperor would comfort his ancestors, show off his martial prowess and celebrate the victory in the war. And the most important program of this celebration-like event is the review of the officers who have been awarded at the front, as well as the display of enemy soldiers captured in the war.

In one of the carriages in the middle, an old man wearing a strange official uniform that was not the Ming Empire walked off the train slowly. He squinted his eyes at the station platform in front of him, which was resplendent in gold, and could not be described in exaggerated words, and a look of envy flashed in his eyes.

He had fantasized countless times that he could bring his army into the Central Plains, and he had imagined countless times that his army could rush into the rich and magnificent capital of the Ming Empire. But what he never expected was that he would see this great city famous all over the world for the first time in such a humble form.

Just by seeing the station, just by seeing a corner of the station, he was already shining with the splendor and glory of the civilization in front of him. He had warned himself countless times not to show any humble emotions here, but when his feet stepped on the marble-heaped, mirror-like platform, he was still afraid.

Yes, he was scared! He was terrified of what was happening in front of him, and he didn't know how he was going to face this kind of destruction and crushing from the details to the macro. It was clear that the other party had not intended to target him, but it was just the usual calmness that had already oppressed him to the point that he was even cautious about breathing—he was afraid that he had defiled this heavenly place, and for a small moment he felt that his breath was dirty and dirty.

He frequented the puppet palace in Changchun, Jilin, Liaodong, and he once thought it was a bit too extravagant. Seeing the magnificent station in front of him, he knew that it was called "pseudo" by the Ming Empire, and in essence, it was "pseudo" and deserved.

His name is Yehhaolan, and he is the prime minister of a regime called the Jin State that once tried in vain to stand side by side with the Ming Empire. He used to be one of the most powerful people in Liaodong, but now he was just a poor captive before he was sacrificed to Taimiao by the emperor of the Ming Empire.

In the past few days of being captive, he has rapidly aged down, and it seems that the majesty and momentum of the past when one person is above ten thousand people have slowly dissipated with his capture. Now he's just a poor bad old man, and he has to be cautious when he sees anyone.

He once thought that he was a generation of heroes, and he had already looked down on life and death. But after being resisted with dozens of guns, he realized that he was far from reaching the realm of contempt for life and death. So he can only live humbly, carefully caring for his life, hoping that it will last longer.

"You, Yehhaland?" The person in charge of coming here to greet this special prisoner of war was Lang Zhong from the Criminal Department of the Ming Empire, who carried a pair of hands behind his back and was followed by two subordinates who were also from the Criminal Department.

Originally, this time it was to arrange for Wang Jianhai, the squire of the Criminal Department, to come to the platform to receive Ye Hehaolan, the rebel prime minister, but because of Wang Jue's matter, Wang Jianhai, as the squire of the Criminal Department, was being "coldly treated" by Emperor Zhu Mu, so naturally he was not qualified to come to preside over this kind of glorious lintel.

And this matter was also supported by the Ministry of War: because of the problems in the Wang Jue incident, the Wang family is now not suitable to appear in the selection of prisoners of war. After all, 90 percent of these prisoners of war came from Wang Jue's new army's outstanding military exploits, and Wang Jianhai and others, who begged for Wang Jue's execution in the Liaobei incident, must avoid accepting prisoners of war, which is the basic respect for the front-line soldiers.

A Lang Zhong, who is not too faceless on weekdays, can stand here and dictate to the defeated so-called prime minister of a country. This is the power of the victor, and it is also the taste that many officials of the Ming Empire have not tasted for a long time. It's a very nice feeling, especially when you look down at each other with your chin held high, and the powerful fragrance that comes out of your heart.

Ye He Haolan had long been accustomed to his position, and hurriedly took out the kind of humility he had treated Ye He Haolian, leaned down and knelt down to sing and said: "Sinner Liaodong Hao Clan's famous Lan, please ask the angel to be gracious!" ”

His kneeling frightened Lang Zhong, who had never seen such a scene, in the Ming Empire, only His Majesty the Emperor could be bowed down, and most of the time it was limited to occasions such as ceremonies or sacrifices. Who would dare to bear such a bowing ceremony in front of everyone?

The Jin State inherited the Later Jin regime established by the so-called Nurhachi, although this so-called Later Jin was wiped out under the blow of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, but after all, this is the so-called orthodoxy that Yehe Haolian and others relied on to unveil. The reason why he did not continue to call Hou Jin was that Ye He hoped to use the name of Jin to destroy the Song Dynasty to continue his life for his hegemony.

The more such ethnic minorities are, the more they want to declare their legitimacy and the advanced nature of their remarks when they are vying for the right to rule the Central Plains. Therefore, after the birth of the Jin Kingdom, the kneeling ceremony began to be implemented, and this etiquette was raised to the level of the necessary etiquette for daily meetings with superiors. So at least among the Manchurian Jurchens, and among some hardcore Han Chinese supporters, this etiquette was inherited and popular.

It's a pity that this so-called Jin country is not having a good time now, and Ye Hehaolian, the so-called pseudo-emperor, has been in a dilemma in Xinbin and has been surrounded by water. And most of the ministers who knelt down to the Ye He clan on weekdays have now become prisoners of the Ming Empire.

Dodging away Ye Hehaolan's kneeling, this Lang Zhong of the Ming Empire was very unhappy and warned: "The empire does not prosper and bow to the etiquette, and the traitor system in Liaodong does not conform to the regulations of the Ming Dynasty, you only need to bow your body and accompany you, remember!" ”

He said this casually, and he didn't mean to help Ye Hehaolan, turned around and walked towards the carriage parked outside the platform, and as he walked, he opened his mouth and ordered: "Escort this person to the prison of the Criminal Department, wash carefully, and don't eat three meals a day." His Majesty the Emperor still wants to see him at the prisoner sacrifice ceremony, understand? ”

The subordinates of the criminal department hurriedly bowed and said yes, and then stepped forward to help Ye Hehaolan, who had not gotten up for a long time, and walked towards the direction of the carriage in the distance. Behind the officials of the Criminal Department, there were dozens of Jinyi guards with guns to follow, which was also another guard force temporarily arranged because of Yehe Haolan's special status.

Looking at the palatial platform in front of him, Ye Hehaolan couldn't help but feel a trace of remorse in his heart, he didn't understand why his ancestors wanted to oppose such a civilization, and he couldn't imagine how heroic his ancestors had to be back then, or how corrupt the Ming Empire was, so that the situation in Liaodong would be corrupted to this point.

But now he has figured out that the Ming Empire is overcoming its own decay and giving birth to better talents over time. The empire is too vast, too deep and too powerful...... So when outsiders only see it decaying, it has fresh green shoots at the roots, bringing a piece of spring.

This country is not invincible, but it is not something that can be defeated by a Jin state like Liaodong, which has developed by selling its sovereignty and using despicable means and the support of foreigners. If he didn't believe it in the past, the current situation in Liaodong is the best proof. (To be continued.) )