"Driving ......"

The lively ceremony of all nations is going on in Jinling.

Twenty miles away from Jinling, two messengers were galloping desperately on horseback.

They came from Shandong, and they had an eight-hundred-mile rush on their shoulders.

Along the way, I changed horses without changing people, and when I arrived at the post station, I couldn't even care about drinking saliva, so I rode on the horse and continued to gallop.

I don't know how many horses were tired along the way, and the two finally arrived at Jinling.

"Stop!"

However, seeing that they were about to arrive at Jinling City, a team of officers and soldiers stopped the two.

The Imperial Court of the Great Ceremony of All Nations attaches great importance to it, and in order to prevent someone from making trouble, Jinling City has arranged soldiers to guard it within a radius of twenty miles.

If there is no emergency, the soldiers are not allowed to enter until the ceremony is over.

"Get out of the way, eight hundred miles urgent!"

The two people who rushed over frantically didn't care about the officers and soldiers at all, and rushed over shouting.

The officers and soldiers blocking the road were still a little unsightly, but they could clearly hear that the other party was shouting 800 miles urgently, and their expressions instantly became solemn.

When the imperial court generally transmits a message, if it is not a particularly urgent situation, it is rarely used to rush eight hundred li.

Not to mention the place, there is no big thing, dare to use eight hundred miles to expedit, whoever arranges it will be punished.

The light one has a demerit, and the heavy one may have been masturbated on the spot.

And once the local government uses the 800-mile expedited, it means that something great has happened in the local area.

Such as plague, earth dragon turnover, rebellion, enemy invasion, etc.

No matter which of the above things, they dare to stop it, and if they delay time, they don't need to ask for it.

Although the officers and soldiers did not dare to stop them, they would not let the two go alone like this.

The two of them didn't know the situation in the city, so they broke in in a daze and disrupted the ceremony of all nations, then they were guilty of a great crime.

"The cavalry team will follow me, and the others will continue to be on standby."

The officer leading the team quickly turned on his horse, greeted the accompanying cavalry, and quickly followed the two messengers who were about to run away.

Guarded by soldiers, the two messengers made their way unhindered, avoiding the gates of the city where the Great Ceremony of Nations was held, and entering the city from elsewhere.

"The envoy of the state of Java, on behalf of the king of our country, knocks on His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

"The envoy of the Pyra Kingdom, on behalf of the king of our country, knocks on His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

When the two messengers entered the city, the envoys of various countries who entered the city performed all the way to Zhengyang Gate.

According to the order, one by one, they stepped forward to bow and kowtow to the old man, and at the same time offered tribute to their own country.

Although some things looked worthless, the old man did not dislike them and collected them one by one.

The people don't know what the strength of these nations is, but the old man knows it very well.

These guys said that they came to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty, but in fact, they said that they came to hug their thighs, and it was more appropriate to have a long experience.

These people say that it is a country, but the population and land are estimated to be inferior to a county in Daming.

It's good to be able to come, and it's not a luxury to ask for any good things.

"Prince of the Sultan of Bangladesh, extend my highest greetings to His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, long live the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, long live the Ming Emperor!"

With a small force, contributing some gifts to the side, it was finally the turn of the few big-headed Bengal Sultanates.

The prince of the Sultan of Bangladesh, dressed in his own characteristic costume, shouted loudly the greetings he learned from Zhu Gaoyu in the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty, which was not fluent.

Hearing the slogan Long Live Long Live Long Life, the smile on the old man's face was even better.

Zhu Gao told the old man about the situation in the Sultanate of Bangladesh, and also mentioned the matter of leasing and selling weapons and equipment.

After the old man looked at the map, he found out the value of the transaction, so he paid attention to the country.

Now that the prince of the other party has come to pay tribute, he is also very comfortable with the sycophants, and he even stood up with joy and raised his hand to the prince of the Sultan of Bangladesh.

"No rudeness!"

"Your Majesty Emperor Xie!"

The king of the Sultan of Bengal kowtowed again before he got up from the ground.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, my father admires you very much, and I am very excited to learn that our Sultanate is qualified to come to Daming to pay tribute to you."

"He asked his subordinates to bring you the most sincere greetings, and at the same time presented our most precious gift to the Sultanate of Bengal."

"Haha, the old king has a heart, you can also help me bring him a greeting when I go back, let him pay more attention to his body, and come when he has the opportunity, let's take a look."

The old man was in a very good mood, and not only responded enthusiastically, but also sent an invitation to the old king.

"Okay, Your Majesty the Great Emperor, the subordinate will tell my father your words word for word, and the subordinate believes that when he learns that you invited him to come to Daming, he will definitely be very happy and excited."

After saying that, the prince of the Sultan of Bengal saluted again, turned around and led behind him, and the servant walked over with the white elephant.

The prince of the Sultan of Bengal introduced to the old man on the castle tower: "This is a white elephant, a symbol of nobility and sacredness, and only the greatest emperor is qualified to have him." ”

"Your Majesty the Honored Great Emperor, such a divine artifact from heaven, no one in the whole world can control it except you."

This sycophancy, Zhu Gaoyu's teeth were a little pantothenic acid.

But the old man was very useful, looking at the tall and mighty white elephant, as well as the legend of the white elephant that Zheng He told next to him, the old man was grinning to the root of his ears, and he kept saying good and good.

Seeing the satisfied appearance of the Ming Emperor, the prince of the Sultan of Bengal waved his fist excitedly in his heart.

He finally completed the mission assigned by his father.

As long as it curries favor with the Ming Dynasty, weapons and equipment are not endless.

As long as there is the support of the Ming Dynasty, it is not impossible that the entire Asan region will fall into the hands of their Bengal Sultanate, and even become the second Timurid Empire.

Naturally, a grand ceremony cannot just be a pilgrimage.

In Zhu Gaoyu's plan, the ceremony was divided into three parts.

The first step is for all countries to enter the city to worship, the second step is to shock the military parade of all countries, and the last step is the ancestor worship ceremony and Zhu Zhanji's canonization ceremony.

Not many soldiers participated in the parade, just over 10,000 people.

They are part of the three major battalions, and the soldiers of the surrounding guards.

The reason why the ceremony was scheduled for so long to start was to buy time for these soldiers to train.

Although the ancient military formation was very powerful, it looked a little awkward to walk in a single queue.

In ancient China, most of the soldiers were engaged in agriculture and wartime in their spare time, and when they had time to train, they also trained various military flags and military formations, and the individual formations of the soldiers were a little loose.

In order to let these soldiers get out of their appearance, Zhu Gaoyu even personally taught and practiced for several days in a row, so that they could be regarded as walking a little bit.

With the end of the last Bangguo pilgrimage, an old general of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies rode to the city gate.

"Your Majesty, the military parade has been prepared, do you want to start the parade!"

In the face of the soldiers, the old man is serious.

Nodding solemnly, the old man raised his hand and waved, "Beat the drums, parade the army." ”

"Knock knock ......"

With the old man's order, more than a dozen war drums lined up on both sides of the city wall emitted a shocking roar under the vigorous beating of the drummer.

At the same time, accompanied by the deafening sound of drums, an army with banners and armor drove from the right side with the steps that sounded like one person to everyone.

The envoys of various countries who were arranged in the C position couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they looked at the weapons and armor that radiated a cold light under the sun.

Think of their country, this kind of fine armor, which only kings and those generals have.

Ordinary soldiers, not to mention these sophisticated armor and equipment, can mix a set of leather armor and ordinary swords, that is the elite of the elite.

As for those soldiers at the lower levels, some don't even have a decent weapon, and there are not a few who go to the battlefield with wooden spears, wooden sticks, stone knives, and stone swords.

"That's the gap!"

Looking at the Ming army that was getting closer and closer, the prince of the Sultan of Bangladesh couldn't help but sigh softly.

Because his two daughters served Zhu Gaoyu as maids, he had the best relationship with Zhu Gaoyu among the envoys of various countries.

During this period of frequent drinking and chatting, he also learned some about Daming's situation.

The Ming Dynasty has a vast territory, with a population of tens of thousands, and no less than one million people wear armor.

The army in front of them, which was enough to sweep through their Bengal Sultanate, was only one of the millions of troops of the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, Zhu Gaoyu also told him that if the imperial court is willing, it can increase the number of people by one million at any time.

It is difficult for the prince of the Sultan of Bangladesh to imagine that there is any other country in the world that can stop the powerful Ming Dynasty.

Fortunately, the Ming were not as greedy as Timur.

If the Ming Dynasty is like Timur and has a strong desire to possess land, I am afraid that the country of Fangyuan has been almost destroyed by the Ming Dynasty.

Fanbangguo was shocked by the strength of the Ming army, and the people of the Ming Dynasty, who were crowded like canned sardines, were actually not much better.

It was the first time for them to see an army so closely.

Seeing those Fanbang countries, with envious and fearful eyes, he looked at Da Ming Erlang, who was tall, wearing fine armor, and holding sharp weapons in his hand.

Pride comes naturally.

Especially when there are relatives in the queue, he is even more excited to tell the people around him which one is his relative.

"Woo woo woo ......"

As the army drove to the front of Zhengyang Gate, they formed a huge phalanx and stopped to face the imperial city.

I don't know when the old man who had changed into armor rode a horse and came to the front of the military formation with a few old men from the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies.

He glanced slightly at the vassal states standing aside, looking at the military formation in fear, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, he reached out and grabbed the saber at his waist and pulled it out violently, facing the military formation, and said solemnly:

"The Ming army is mighty!"

Although the old man's voice was not loud, the sharp momentum made the soldiers subconsciously straighten their chests.

"The general is mighty!"

Ten thousand people roared, the loud voice, the magnificent momentum, shocked the nearest envoys of the world, and their hearts trembled.

What a mighty momentum.

It's so domineering and majestic.

is worthy of Daming's father, so powerful!

The old man showed a satisfied look on his face, and as soon as he pulled the reins in his hand, the war horse moved left and right.

The sword in his hand slashed into the void, and the old man's voice rose a few points.

"The Ming army is mighty!"

The soldiers in line, the guards guarding the imperial city, and the generals all faced the old man in unison, raised their hands and pounded their chests hard.

"The general is mighty!"

Such a majestic military might made the old man, who had been away from the battlefield for almost a year, boil his blood again.

The sword in his hand pointed far into the sky, and he roared with the loudest voice.

"The Ming army is mighty!"

The soldiers, who were also mobilized by the old man, vigorously slammed the weapons in their hands and responded loudly with their throats.

"Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"

The people who were driven by the soldiers also raised their hands and shouted.

"Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"

The voice of long live that came again made the old man psychologically and spiritually achieve great satisfaction.

Returning to the queue of ministers, Zhu Gaoyu looked at the old man who was shouted by countless people, and couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart.

What is imperial glamour?

It's called imperial glamour.

The same four words, every time they are shouted, the effect is different.

And every time it is shouted, it can raise the morale of the army one by one.

Ancient and modern emperors, there are a few people who can have such charm.

"Some people say that today's celebration is my glory."

As the scene quieted down, the old man pulled his war horse and walked slowly in front of the queue, speaking to his subjects without hesitation.

"Not really."

"I am just one person, without you, without you ordinary people and soldiers, even if I have the ability, what step can I do."

"This ceremony of nations says that it is my glory, but in my opinion, this glory actually belongs to you."

The long sword in his hand pointed at the military formation, "It was you who used your life and blood to drive away the enemy who invaded us and defeated the vicious dog who wanted to bully us." ”

"It's you good sons and daughters who have guarded me, the territory of the Ming Dynasty."

"It is you brave and fearless sons who have protected the thousands of subjects of the Ming Dynasty."

"The merit of protecting the world, protecting the glory of my race, you can be the first meritorious."

The old man praised this, and the soldiers who listened to it gasped, and their faces were flushed.

Looking at their appearance, if the old man wants to say who to cut at this time, he doesn't need to mobilize at all, call a name, and the soldiers can rush up and break it into thousands of pieces.

After praising the soldiers, the old man pointed to the people who were watching the ceremony.

"And this second and greatest merit belongs to the people of the world."

"It was you who were not afraid to work hard to cultivate the fields and provide food and clothing for the soldiers."

"It was you who sent your son, husband, and even yourself to the battlefield in the most dangerous time, and used your meager body to save the people from fire and water."

"Since ancient and modern times, how many people have praised the saint of the Ming Monarch, but in my opinion, you are more worthy of praise and praise than those so-called Ming Jun."

The old man's straightforward praise made the onlookers' eyes red.

In the past, they had all heard how much the imperial court attached importance to the people.

However, the heavy taxes and the exhausting and unpaid servitude made them feel that the common people mentioned by the court might not be them.

As for the emperor's praise of the people, they listened even more to it.

They didn't know what the emperor looked like, and they praised them for their words.

The ghost knows if these words are the emperor's arms around the concubine, eating all kinds of delicious snacks, and reading a few words from the history books casually.

And now they finally met the emperor, and the emperor himself praised their merits.

If a soldier dies for his confidant, the people will not.

The old man's short words are more effective than those officials in the imperial court.

If at this time, the old man said that he needed to raise some taxes for the sake of Daming, the people who had been moved by the old man would definitely not refuse.

Just when the old man was under the city wall, he was collecting the hearts of the army and the people.

Hou Liang, the newly appointed commander of the Jinyi Guard, took two dusty people to the city wall.

"Brother Hou, what's wrong?"

Zhu Gaoxu, who was idle and bored, accidentally saw Hou Liang and the others, and asked curiously.

"Something happened down there, I need to report it to Your Majesty!"

Hou Liang smiled slightly and didn't say much.

This matter is too important to be extraneous until His Majesty has been notified.

Zhu Fatpang and Zhu Gaosui next to them also glanced at the three of them, nodded with a smile, and did not ask.

Since Ji Gang's accident, the two brothers who originally wanted to win over Jinyiwei also kept a distance from Jinyiwei.

The old man is now sensitive, and if he sees them in contact with Jinyiwei and thinks about something, it will be troublesome.

They are not as favored as the fourth child, and the people who command the Jinyi Guard do things with their hands, and they don't suffer any punishment.

After the anxious waiting of the two messengers, the old man finally completed the purchase of people's hearts and returned to the city.

"Your Majesty, Shandong Eight Hundred Miles Urgent!"

The old man who had just gone up the city wall, before he returned to his position, Hou Liang hurriedly came up and whispered.

"What's the matter?"

With the help of Queen Xu, the old man who took off his cloak and sword frowned slightly.

Hou Liang didn't answer immediately, but looked left and right.

The old man waved his hand, and everyone, including Queen Xu, was a little farther away.

After opening the distance, Hou Liang still seemed to feel unsafe, so he leaned closer to the old man and lowered his voice.

"According to Shandong Jinyiwei's report, something happened to the Kong family."

The old man's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at Zhu Gaoyu, who was arranging personnel with Lu Zhen, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and preparing to enter the city to worship the Taimiao.

Zhu Gaoyu, who was talking to Lu Zhen, was suddenly terrified, and subconsciously looked back and met the old man's eyes.

Looking at the old man's cold eyes, Zhu Gaoyu expressed a confused expression.

After staring at Zhu Gaoyu's blank eyes for a long time, the old man withdrew his gaze.

Instead of going to his seat, he turned and walked into the attic.

Hou Liang beckoned the two messengers and followed the old man in.

"What's going on?"

Entering the house, the old man asked the two messengers with a gloomy face.

"Your Majesty, a few days ago, the Kong family suffered a disaster, except for Yan Shenggong and a few Kong Jia's descendants, everyone else was killed."

"And Yan Shenggong and those descendants of the Kong family were also arrested and kidnapped and disappeared!"

As soon as they came in, the two messengers who knelt down, lowered their heads, and quickly reported the situation of the Kong family.

After listening to the report, the old man did not show an angry look, but looked at the two messengers calmly.

"Have you found out who the murderer is in Shandong?"

The messenger sent by Shandong Jinyiwei hurriedly replied.

"According to the investigation of the yamen of all parties, as well as the clues found at the scene, the murderer who did this is likely to be a widow!"

"Wolver!"

As soon as the word "wolf" came out, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a ghostly figure appeared in his mind unconsciously.

ps: I haven't slept since last night, and I've been crazy about 30,000 words, and nearly 10,000 scraps, barely getting these out.

If there is any problem, everyone will mark it first, I have a good sleep, and then revise them one by one.

In addition, since I have to change 10,000 a day, I have to stay up late every night, and I have to go to work on the second day, so I don't have time to revise it at all, so the update time is adjusted from 8 am to 8 pm.

This way I have plenty of time to rest, and I can also think about the manuscript and see what is wrong.

(End of chapter)