Chapter 290: The Birth of an Empire
On the third day of the first lunar month, all night, the citizens of Nanjing, the capital of the empire, spontaneously began to sweep Guangfu Avenue and every street in the city with their families at three o'clock in the morning, people not only swept away the pieces of paper and garbage on the street, but even every household boiled water, melted the thin ice of Guangfu Avenue with boiling water, and then carefully dipped the boiling water with mops or rags.
And on the sidewalks paved with Jiuhua Mountain granite on both sides of the roadside, people bend over there to wash every stone with a brush, which is enough to surprise everyone, especially foreigners who say that China is dirty and unhygienic.
"If they could, maybe they'd wash every inch of the street with a brush!"
Carrying a camera to faithfully record the scene, Stafford said to his assistant.
"This is a gesture of the people to show their respect for the emperor!"
Zhao Ziqiu said with a smile that when he went out from the hotel before, he had carefully polished his shoes to ensure that his shoes would not stain the road.
"For the Chinese people, when they can see the face of the sky, the cemetery is full of smoke. Just like the song in the play: My father has seen the emperor's face, my mother-in-law and the mother have eaten, this is all the matter of the glory of the ancestors, this emperor's enthronement ceremony, there is no grass shed in the way, there is no kneeling and bowing down, anyone can stand here and look directly at the emperor and the queen, such a glorious ancestor, if you don't do your part, your heart will definitely not be able to pass. ”
Zhao Ziqiu pulled out a negative folder from the box and handed it to Stafford, a photographer invited by the Commercial Press.
What's more, now the ordinary people in Nanjing and even Jiangsu and Anhui are as excited as the New Year. Think about it, since Hong Wuye, the purple gas has moved north, and Nanjing has become a waste capital, this Nanjing Chengdu, the imperial gas has returned to Jinling, which is even more unbelievable. ”
Unable to understand the Chinese's understanding and enthusiasm for "imperial qi", Stafo shook his head, looked up at the gray sky, and asked about something that countless Chinese were concerned about.
"Ziqiu, will it be sunny today?"
"Destiny is also a sunny day!"
After more than ten days of wind and snow and haze, early in the morning of the fourth day of the first lunar month, the clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and even the river fog that shrouded Nanjing in the usual winter also dispersed. I saw that under the blue sky, the colorful flags and white snow decorated the stone city, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, which was extraordinarily enchanting.
Such a clear sky undoubtedly made the people of Nanjing finally breathe a sigh of relief, which shows that God officially approved the Great Ruling to become the master of this splendid country.
The people breathed a sigh of relief, and Chen Moran, who was also about to become the emperor of the Chinese Empire, also breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the round of red news, at least this weather hit back against the flock of upsetting flies.
The palace located next to Guangfu Avenue is far from the grandeur of a palace, the palace of the former Liangjiang Governor's Palace, and the only difference from the past, I am afraid that the Western-style porch outside the north wall gate, this European-style baroque style is made of Jiuhuashan granite porch, or each may be considered a bit of "royal style", as for the interior, except for the political affairs bureau in the courtyard, the other is still the Chinese style building of the Liangjiang Governor's Palace.
There was a proposal to build a palace or a presidential palace that was in line with China's decency, but it was vetoed by the ruling axe on the grounds that "there is no money!" If you have that money to build the palace, you might as well spend it on education! And this is just regarded as a proof that the great ruling is a clear monarch.
At this time, this Ming Jun was changing clothes in the inner room.
At this time, Chen Moran's body was a black military uniform, wearing more than a dozen medals and belts, which was very similar to the military uniform in the past, and the biggest difference was that the collar badge changed from a pine and cypress silver star to a Han-style golden dragon, including the epaulettes and the golden dragon, the Chinese have the habits and customs of the Chinese.
While putting on the dress, Chen Moran, who was immersed in his vision of dominating this empire, had a smile on the corner of his lips, for many years, no matter when, he had loved this country deeply, and after today?
The country will become one with itself!
Looking at himself in the mirror, Chen Moran took a deep breath.
"Everything...... Get started today! ”
A knock on the door interrupted Chen Moran's reverie. He turned around and smiled at the bejeweled visitor, and it was Ji Li who walked in. At this time, she wore a bright yellow Confucian skirt inlaid with gold and silver filigree, and her black hair was inserted with a gold nine-phoenix hairpin. A smile spread across her face, and she seemed to have returned to the moment when she had just walked into the Chan Garden with her husband's arm, only today, she would accept her husband's canonization in the "Imperial Council" after the enthronement ceremony.
"Ji Li, I wish we could go to the council together!"
Chen Moran had some regret on his face, the traditional concept could not be reversed at one time, even as the queen, Ji Li could not go to the council in the same car with him.
This time, the enthronement ceremony is destined to be different from any enthronement ceremony in history in China, the emperor is not entrusted to Yu, but to the people, because of this, there is no red tape such as the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, this is what Chen Moran requested, the most fundamental reason is money, if according to the traditional enthronement ceremony, to build the Temple of Heaven, the Temple of Earth, the Temple of the Moon, around Nanjing, its budget is as high as 18 million yuan, this money is enough for the navy to buy two capital ships, compared to this kind of enthronement ceremony that can be described as wasteful, he is more inclined to simplify" The enthronement ceremony of "manifesting the command of the people", 18 million and 1.8 million are two completely different concepts, and the location of the same enthronement ceremony is also different.
For this different enthronement ceremony, the advisors and folk gentry of the ruling axe referred to the ancient rites and the enthronement ceremonies of the European royal families, and designed a set of enthronement ceremonies that combined the magnificent etiquette of the Orient with the luxurious etiquette of the European court.
When the enthronement ceremony was published in the newspapers, it won the approval of the people, and countless gentry praised it, saying that it was "an act of enlightenment and following Chinese etiquette", and the enthronement ceremony was held in the barely operational "Imperial Council".
Such a money-saving, labor-saving, and trouble-saving enthronement ceremony is probably the first time in Chinese history.
When Chen Moran and Ji Li stepped out of the back room one after another, the guards on both sides of the corridor saluted one after another, and the court ladies curts, Chen Moran wearing this military uniform walked slowly towards the "outside the palace", outside the inner palace, a "royal car" prepared by Tianma Automobile Company for the royal family was waiting for the arrival of the emperor, after Chen Moran got into the convertible, Ji Li also boarded another hardtop car, which was also extremely luxurious.
After the guards led by the cavalry stepped out of the "palace gate" with the sound of hooves, the guards soldiers dressed in woolen military uniforms stood on both sides of the palace and saluted with guns at the same time, and greeted the trumpeters of the Liberation Army who were waiting there, playing a piercing and majestic welcome song to welcome His Majesty's departure.
The moment the noble and majestic car drove out of the palace gate, the people crowded outside the palace bowed at the same time, and a few old people with children knelt and bowed, and no one shouted "Long live" at this time, because the current emperor is not yet the emperor.
As the car drove towards the Imperial Council, the whole of Nanjing was completely enveloped in a solemn and solemn atmosphere, and more than a million people gathered on both sides of the Guangfu Avenue, and whenever the cavalry wearing silver shining nickel-plated steel helmets passed by, the people on the side of the road bowed to His Majesty in the car, and only after the car of the Emperor and Empress drove away, they looked up with the excitement of seeing the sky.
On the way to the Imperial Council, rows of Army soldiers stood on both sides of the road, saluting with guns. In front of the Imperial Council, rows of army and navy officers stood under the tall staircase leading to the Imperial Council, waiting to salute the emperor and empress. The bayonets on the heads of their rifles glistened in the morning sun, and the knights of the Royal Guard, dressed in black shirts and white shorts, and black boots, formed a welcoming procession up the staircase until the entrance to the hall.
In the hall of the Imperial Council, under the white marble dome roof, the "gentry" and celebrities from all walks of life gathered together to await the arrival of the emperor. They range from officials and celebrities dressed in black Han uniforms to young officials and officers in new uniforms and military uniforms, creating a striking contrast between the classical and the modern.
When Chen Moran and his entourage walked into the hall, the trumpeter played a melodic and brisk march. Then, Chen Moran stepped forward, and Ji Li walked through the arch leading to the council hall, and suddenly the drums sounded, the horns were loud, and the photographic flashes crackled.
After entering the council hall, Chen Moran and his wife walked slowly towards the throne. At this moment, getting closer and closer to the throne, Chen Moran was surging and excited, it was the throne of power, the golden throne that countless people dreamed of.
On both sides of the passage leading to the golden throne are officials led by Zhang Zhidong and Cai Yi, civil officials are dressed in black Han-style ceremonial dresses, while army and navy officers are wearing army and navy ceremonial uniforms, all wearing medals and ribbons, and people either bow or perform military salutes.
Ministers and their wives, dressed in European gowns, bowed or curtsy as well, and each of them could not calm his mood at this time, knowing what he was about to witness, and what he was going to witness was the birth of a form of government that was very different from that of any other country in the world.
The country is imperial!
But his emperor is democratically elected!
This empire is democratically elected!
But the empire doesn't have its own constitution yet!
An elected emperor, supreme power, a constitutionalism that still takes ten years, this is this country, this empire! This empire, which is destined to be different from any country, will officially enter the world stage today, and no one here can give an answer to what this ancient and young empire will bring to the world in the future!
But they know what they will witness, and they will witness the birth of an empire!
At this time, Chen Moran and Ji Li looked solemn and behaved majesticly, and in the sound of ancient music, every step they took was to follow the ancient rites of this ancient empire, and finally stopped in front of the throne. On the throne, a bright yellow golden dragon canopy stands majestically, this is the emperor's throne!
The only emperor's dragon chair in the country!
Then the President of the Supreme Court stepped forward, holding in his hand a copy of the Imperial Code, a symbol of the law, and although the code was blank, the scales on the black cover reminded him that it was the law.
With his left hand pressed on this unwritten code, Chen Moran raised his right hand and swore in the Empire.
"I, citizen of the Chinese Empire! Chen Moran, at the behest of 450,000 million people, became the emperor of the Chinese Empire,...... After that, Yu and the members of the royal family abstained from the right to vote, as a sign of justice and fairness,......"
After the oath was read out that violated tradition and opened up tradition, when Chen Moran received the imperial jade seal, which symbolizes state power, from the hands of the president of the Supreme Court, he gathered outside the Imperial Council and fired a salute. At the same time, throughout the Chinese Empire, the rumbling of cannons resounded in the sky, intertwined with the ninety-nine cannon salutes that celebrated the enthronement of the Chinese Emperor.
From the Northeast to Hainan, from Xinjiang Province to Shanghai, from Shandong to Yunnan, from Mongolia to Fujian, every city, either with a salute or with a salute, at the same time firing a ninety-nine salute, hundreds of millions of citizens bowed in front of the portrait, and then chanted long live, overseas Chinese in Nanyang, Europe, and the Americas, also celebrated the enthronement of the emperor in their own way, and even in Taiwan, which was still under colonial rule, there were also people privately celebrating the recovery of China, the establishment of the empire and the enthronement of His Majesty the Emperor.
Where troops were stationed in various parts of China, all the soldiers lined up in neat parade formations and raised their guns in salute to the portrait of the Emperor, and all the soldiers held their breath and swore allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor as the officers took the oath.
"I swear:
I will be unconditionally obedient and loyal to His Majesty the Emperor,
He was the sole commander of the Chinese Empire and its citizens, and the commander-in-chief of the army and navy.
I am always ready to be a valiant warrior,
Give my life for these vows. ”
At this time, the rumbling cannon salute resounded over the entire Empire, and military bands from all over the country played the "Imperial March", and when this magnificent and blood-boiling "Imperial March" was played in the Imperial Council and all over the country, the people who heard this march were stunned, and although there were no lyrics, the magnificent and blood-boiling march still shocked everyone.
Looking at the stunned people who were stunned by the "Imperial March", Chen Moran nodded with satisfaction, his hard work was not in vain!
While the Imperial March was playing, the people inside the Senate chanted "Hooray!" The deafening sound of hooray echoed over the Senate and the Empire with the Imperial March!
Standing up from the golden throne, he accepted Chen Moran and walked in front of the gathered civil and military officials and dignitaries from all walks of life.
"Needless to say, the mission facing me as Emperor is unusually daunting. I need your sincerity, and I ask people from all walks of life in the Empire to be sincere to me from this day forward. I ask you to refrain from making any remarks or actions that may be contrary to the unanimous pursuit of national strength. ”
A few minutes later, when Chen Jili, who was dressed in a bright yellow Confucian skirt, slowly stepped out with the support of the maid, and knelt in front of Chen Moran on her knees, looking at her wife, Chen Moran took a few steps forward.
"I, in the name of the Emperor of the Chinese Empire, canonize Chen Jili as the Empress of the Chinese Empire!"
When Chen Moran put a diamond crown on Ji Li's head, the excitement in Ji Li's pretty face, her heart couldn't calm down for a long time, she once thought that when she was the queen, maybe there would be another woman kneeling beside her, but now...... At the end of the ceremony, several guards opened the majestic teak door of the Imperial Council, while the emperor and empress walked along the red carpet towards the gate.
In an instant, the endless fountain and grassy lawn in front of the Imperial Council were displayed in front of Chen Moran's eyes, and further on, millions of people stretched majestically along the Liberation Avenue into the distance.
"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"
"Hooray! Hooray! ”
Amid the cheers of the people, the people bowed to the emperor of the empire,
At this time, facing the millions of people who bowed and saluted, Chen Moran only felt his blood boiling, and his confidence doubled, from today on, he was the master of this empire. At this moment, he knew in his heart that after the brief ceremony, he had become one of the most powerful people on the planet, holding the supreme power to control the life and death of 450 million Chinese, who accounted for one-fifth of the human population.
This power is intoxicating and fascinating, isn't this exactly what you dream of?
"What a bizarre day! My destiny has finally been unbelievably united with this country! ”
Chen Moran thought to himself proudly,
When Chen Moran was intoxicated with the fate of the entire empire, a voice sounded in his head.
The king must "love his people" and love his people as his family! ”
Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at his wife and loved them like his own family! This is the responsibility of the emperor!
Just one sentence was enough to make Chen Moran look at his wife with admiration who raised her fingers and waved gracefully to the citizens of the empire.
Less than an hour later, Chen Moran, who had become the emperor, was sitting at his desk, on which was the brown leather box that the attendant had just sent, and on the leather box was a golden dragon micro-mark. He opened the box and took out the documents, which, as he had expected a few days earlier, were a request for a pardon for the Bannermen prisoners of war, which is a tradition in the world, and which is why it has been proposed that millions of Bannermen prisoners of war should be pardoned after they ascend the throne.
After hesitating for a long time, Chen Moran finally put pen to paper to sign the opinion and completed the first official document after ascending the throne.
"Two hundred and sixty years of brutal servitude gave the banner man the right to pardon the emperor without any reason."
He wrote this sentence on the document.
Just after signing the paper, an attendant officer walked in, and the attendant officer in a new uniform bowed deeply when he was still three meters from his desk.
"Your Majesty, the Minister of Foreign Affairs asks to see you!"
"Let him in!"
"Execution...... Your Majesty,"
When Liang Dunyan entered the door, he was holding a document envelope from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in his hand, and he even acted inappropriately in a panicked manner, so that he almost mispronounced the title and even forgot to salute.
(The first volume is over, there are several considerations for the wordless choice of imperial power, in addition to the power of the emperor, more in consideration of the future, there are some big thinks, the choice of reading is better than the imperial power, but whether it is reading talent or imperial power, in the end it is to delegate power, there is no political party in China in 1905, and the protagonist reading is bound to rely on the Restoration Society, and what is the result of the Restoration Society's dominance?) In the end, it is a president who reads talent and a dominant political party, and the bigwigs who will have immediate benefits in this party, twenty or thirty years later, when the protagonist feels suitable, he chooses to delegate power, what kind of pressure does he need to face at that time? It is to come to those internal interest groups that have already been formed, and delegating power will seriously damage their interests. It's like a vicious cycle, initially in order to stabilize the situation, go all out, choose to read talents, and finally, when that interest group becomes so large that even the protagonist can't control it, is it possible for him to delegate power?
After Franco's death, there was a military coup, and it took more than ten years for the king to realize the transition from the state to the school.
But if it is imperial power, the imperial power will certainly form an interest group, but this group is more expected to decentralize power than another group, the emperor's decentralization means that officials enjoy more power, and from the protagonist when the emperor is the emperor, it means that he is separated from the Liberation Society, and there may be a royalist, but when there is a royalist, there will also be a constitutionalist.
Compared with the civil strife that may occur after the decentralization of power, speechless can only choose a more secure way, I hope you can understand that 1905 is not 1905, nor is it 1919! The alliance was not completed, the Xingzhong Association was just a group of dozens of people, and even Sun Yat-sen was just a "rebel and rebel" in the eyes of most people, so what kind of republic could we talk about in that situation? China in 1905 was not even as intelligent as China in 1644.
And, most importantly, the choice of the imperial system is a need for the future development of the novel, which is directly related to the changes in China twenty years later, so why can't we add something to the Chinese flag?
(To be continued)