In the midst of a call for long live, Longqing's carriage came to the subjective platform on the north side of the school, and a tall dragon chair was placed in the middle, Longqing sat on it himself, he took the hand of the little prince Zhu Yijun, and wanted to sit on it together, who knew that the little guy was very stubborn, and he actually stood straight beside his father, with a calm and slightly baby-fat little face, and he was a little majestic. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Long Qing smiled with joy, sure enough, the child should be cultivated from an early age, thinking that when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he was still submissive, and his son was only seven or eight years old, and he was an emperor, good, really good!

The emperor and the crown prince are done, on both sides are the seats of civil and military, Tang Yi and the other two scholars, as well as a high-ranking official, sat in the front row, and the rest of the people sat back in turn, and the last row was from the fourth rank, that is to say, those below the fifth rank, I am sorry that they are not qualified to go to the subjective stage, they can only go to both sides, and the new science and technology scholars, Guozi supervisors, and Shinong industry and commerce, and various representatives get together.

Tang Yi felt that since people had spent money, it would be worth it, and with a large group of officials accompanying him, it was worth the ticket price.

As soon as he sat down, someone behind him whispered.

"Teacher!"

Tang Yi beat the spirit, many years of daughter-in-law boiled into a mother-in-law, I didn't expect that we also enjoyed the treatment of Xu Ge in the past, Tang Yi turned around, it was Wang Xijue who came, because the scale was too large, the number of Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites was not enough, so a group of people were transferred from the Hanlin Academy, Wang Xijue was one of them.

"The teacher, the disciple is incompetent, when he is at the door, the disciple does not restrain the ......"

"Is that Xiyi?" Tang Yi raised his eyebrows.

"That's right, he's from Spain, and I've heard he's still a count." Wang Xijue said worriedly.

Tang Yi was curious, "Can Spain send the Count as an envoy so quickly?" It's not a lie, is it? ”

"Shouldn't it, as far as the disciple knows, he arrived in Malacca more than half a year ago, and wants to send an envoy to Daming and reason with us?"

"Li'er? Things to do in Luzon? ”

"That's right, they say that Luzon is a gift from God to the Spanish Empire, and the army of the Ming Dynasty seized Luzon for no reason, and it must be returned to Spain immediately, and the losses must be compensated, otherwise the invincible armada will be sent to attack the Ming Dynasty."

"There is no armada, there is Ben to settle Britain in advance!"

Tang Yi smiled contemptuously, "It turned out that there was a grudge, and he deliberately caused chaos today, right?" ”

Wang Xijue nodded, and said ashamedly: "The disciple didn't notice, and he almost made a mistake, the disciple ......."

"Okay, didn't he kneel, it's not a big deal."

Wang Xijue grinned, leaned into Tang Yi's ear, and said bitterly: "Prime minister, he didn't kneel voluntarily, it was a general of the Qi family's army, named Chen Dacheng, who kicked him to his knees." And then...... gave the other party a dozen mouths, beat his head like a pig's head, and kicked his leg, and his leg was broken. ”

The more Wang Xijue said, the quieter his voice became, and now the people of the Ministry of Ceremonies and Hongxu Temple are making a fuss, and the Chinese are most particular about having friends from afar. Treat guests politely and carefully, people come in a good way, but they go back and are not easy to explain.

And this guy has long threatened to use troops, in case of a real fight, it will be a big crime!

Some people advocated that Chen Dacheng be punished immediately, and that he should be imprisoned, and that he should be written immediately after the ceremony was over. Wang Xijue is a disciple of Tang Yi and is familiar with the situation of the Qi family's army, Chen Dacheng is a member of the Qi family's army, but he has a bad temper and always offends Shangguan.

Obviously, with his merits, he is at least a deputy commander-in-chief, but now he is just a guerrilla. This time I caused such a big disaster again, beating foreign envoys, I am afraid that I will be unlucky again.

After hearing this, Tang Yi was not in a hurry, but showed a strange smile.

"I know, tell someone to see Chen Dacheng, and I'll deal with it myself."

Wang Xijue couldn't guess the teacher's thoughts, so he could only doubt the letter and retreat quickly.

At this time, the parade had already begun, and a dull drum shook the earth, accompanied by the sound of drums, Qi Jimei, who was in charge of directing the parade, rode on a white horse.

The handsome and tall young man, with a snow-white war horse, just like the legendary Zhao Zilong, guided in front, Longqing rode a black dragon horse, under the sunlight, the black fur shined, amazing, I couldn't believe that there was such a wonderful horse in the world.

Everyone showed a look of obsession, and on the viewing platform, many people who had seen the royal majesty for the first time knelt down and bowed in worship, their eyes full of tears of excitement.

What a horse emperor, what a majesty!

Longqing wore the armor left by Zhu Di, rode a majestic Frisian horse, pressed the sword in one hand, held the reins in the other, and the horses ran briskly, passing in front of the soldiers participating in the parade.

At the front of each team, the soldiers stood on one knee and shouted "Long live our emperor!" ”

The sound is like a bell, shocking the heart, these are all my soldiers, how majestic, how majestic, since the battle of Tumu Fort, the Ming Dynasty has never been so strong and brave. Finally, in my hands, the Ming Dynasty is hopeful, the ancestors of the past dynasties, you look at it!

Long Qing was excited, his eyes were red, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, until he walked around and saw thousands of soldiers kneeling on the ground.

Luckily enough dantian qi, almost trembling, he spit out two words: "Flat!" ”

Brushing and pulling, the soldiers stood up together, and the movements were uniform and flawless. Qi Jimei secretly wiped her sweat, almost vomited out her heart in fright, according to the original plan, it should be every time she walked by a team, she shouted to be flat, who knew that Longqing was too excited, and he forgot it, Qi Jimei wanted to give the emperor a look, but Longqing didn't notice it, he had to go down hard, but fortunately, Longqing remembered it in the end.

The emperor rode his horse and galloped, and when he arrived among the soldiers, his riding skills were quite good, and he was even more energetic, which was even better than originally expected.

You must know that since Longqing ascended the throne, he has been known for being lazy and lustful, all kinds of jokes are flying all over the sky, and some people deliberately arrange it, saying that Longqing is a little bee among thousands of flowers.

But when I saw it today, the people didn't believe it, what a wise and martial emperor, his clothes and armor were bright, his horse ran like flying, and he was a full emperor on the horse, how could there be a little sign of being hollowed out by wine!

Hmph, it looks like it's all those nasty civil officials, secretly trampling His Majesty the Emperor, it's really hateful!

Long Qing didn't know that his status in the hearts of the people had suddenly improved to the point where he was almost on a par with Grandpa Cheng. After walking around and returning to his seat, Longqing's back was soaked, dozens of pounds of armor, where can he hold it in normal times! But today is different, hearing the soldiers shouting long live, kneeling down one by one, a powerful force gushes out of Longqing's body, that kind of pleasure, that kind of beauty of dominating the world, it is really not something that can be appreciated in the harem.

Under the excitement, Long Qing still had the energy, sitting straight with his waist and his eyes blazing, staring at the next column.

The first Jizhen infantry battalion appeared, a total of 300 soldiers, holding spears, walking from a distance, although they were only infantry, but the pace was the same, and they actually walked out of the majestic posture of mountains and rivers.

The leader of the team is an old general, who is over the age of six, but his face is full of red light and majestic.

Look at the lively and secretly ask, who is this?

Immediately, someone sneered, I don't even know this, look at the invitation in your hand!

Quickly turned out the invitation, and sure enough, on the appendix of the invitation, there was a list of columns, and a brief introduction. The big guy looked at it, but it was amazing.

The veteran general who led the team turned out to be the famous Tang Kekuan, who resisted the Japanese in the southeast for decades, fought water and land battles, killed tens of thousands of Japanese invaders, raided the island several times, destroyed the Japanese strongholds, and the last aid station was the first to kill the big camp and rushed to the small station city.

Although they are infantry, they dare to fight, dare to kill, and have no fear, and they are a great wall of steel that can never be defeated!

The people immediately remembered the applause and paid the highest tribute to the hero.

Immediately afterwards, it was the fire gun camp of Xuanfu, this time it was Yang An who led the team, the long fire gun, dark and shining, from these people, I could smell the smell of gunsmoke.

The people only knew that they were brave and good at fighting, and that they were invincible.

However, those representatives from Xiyi and the Middle East were terrified, and cold air came out of their bone marrow, almost freezing them.

Just from the appearance of the workmanship, it can be seen that the firearms of the Ming Dynasty are definitely above all countries.

What shocked them the most was that there were hundreds of people lined up neatly, just like one person, and they didn't know how to choose, they were even about the same size, and there was not much difference in appearance.

You must know that the best tactic of the fire gun is to line up to shoot, the degree of the Ming army is far from the Xiyi countries, the most important thing is that the Ming Dynasty has an almost endless population, at present, the Western countries, can pull up 10,000 horses, even if it is a big country, but the Ming Dynasty, there are tens of thousands of people and horses just to review, and there are millions of troops, and the number of armies alone exceeds the population of many countries. All of them are such elites, how can they fight with others!

In the surprise of all parties, the partial van soldiers, artillery, Datong Town cavalry, Jizhen Qijia Army, and the town supervision battalions, including the Tianjin Water Division, and the Beijing camp all came to join in the fun.

The one-on-one team, passing by the review stand, will get an earth-shattering cheer every time a team of people passes.

The big guy shouted so loudly that his voice was hoarse, and his hands were numb from clapping, and at this moment, suddenly everyone felt that the ground under their feet was trembling. Suddenly looking up, five hundred dragon horses, neatly draped, sat knights also dressed in bright iron armor.

Tall and big, it seems to be a heavenly soldier.

It's dragoons!

Someone exclaimed, including Yang Bo, Hu Zongxian, Li Tianpet and others, all of them couldn't sit still, stood up together, leaned on the railing and looked out, everyone looked excited.

Since the battle of Xiaozhan, almost everyone knows the word dragoon, and the tavern tea shop, the storyteller has taken the trouble to publicize it. The civil and military officials also knew that there was such a strong cavalry, but most of them were the first time to appreciate the style of the dragoons!

Hu Zongxian patted the railing even harder, and his hands were red.

"Da Ming will win!"

I don't know who took the lead, as the dragoons advanced, the roar became louder and louder, and even Long Qing stood up from the dragon chair and struggled to draw his sword!

"Long live Daming!"

"Long live my emperor!"

…… (To be continued.) )