The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 1389

[1389. Chapter 1319 Long live my emperor]

. This feeling of timidity gets worse the further the chariot moves forward.

At first, I just heard the sound, which was very noisy. Moving forward, I could see the first clues through the glass window of the chariot.

Both sides of the road are crowded with people.

Even when Emperor Hongzhi inspected the five camps, he had never seen such a sea of people.

Fortunately, these people did not rush onto the road, but stayed on the side of the road in an orderly manner. Although it was crowded, they never took half a step out of the thunder pool.

The officials accompanying him were frightened.

Outside the chariot, they suffered an even greater shock. Seeing the endless flow of people, their scalps went numb.

Even Liu Jian looked miserable.

If anyone behaves unruly and rushes onto the road, causing chaos, this sea of countless people will swamp His Majesty and himself. Once out of control, the consequences will be disastrous.

But now, the officers and soldiers on hand are simply not enough.

Even if the three thousand battalions and the five major battalions are also transferred, it will only cause greater chaos.

Liu Jian’s heart jumped into his throat.

Finally, the faces of these people became clearer and clearer. Some looked like they were honest, some looked like they were looking forward to it, and some looked like they were desperately trying to make a regional impact.

The young and powerful victims were all arranged in the front by the students.

The victims along the road were all carefully selected by the students. These people were usually well-behaved, behaved well, and had strength. They formed a human wall and fought hard not to be scattered by the crowd.

There are students at every short distance, ready to respond to emergencies.

Before the students organized the organization, they had to ensure that the information was airtight and would never be revealed. They did not issue a notice together until seven days ago. This resulted in that even if someone had evil intentions and wanted to arrange it, it was already too late.

Without careful preparation, there is no way to sneak in.

Because in each group, the people who can enter here are very familiar with each other. The students know each one thoroughly. The students will lead the group to enter. At the outermost periphery, there are special patrol groups. These are all He is a reliable person chosen by the group.

Zhao Mu, who is young, is a member of the group responsible for security.

There were more than ninety households in the group, and eleven people were selected. The selected people were extremely excited. Zhao Mu was young, but he had sharp eyes and knew what was happening nearby.

He is very grateful for the opportunity given to him by the students. Now he can no longer follow the driving apprenticeship because there are still two years until he reaches adulthood. The group has set up a small literacy class, led by an old man who can barely read and write. Come and teach some basic reading and writing techniques. Occasionally, students will come to act as teachers.

Before the age of sixteen, they provided some simple meals in the literacy class. Especially for orphans like him, there would be special care. The students’ duty was to solve troubles and prevent them from getting into trouble when they came to this strange environment. At a loss, they are both father and mother. For example, a few days ago, the students in this group went to a certain garment workshop and begged for some scraps. The scraps were not worth much, and the workshop owner was too lazy to spend time and waste them. They are reprocessed manually. Although these students from Xishan Academy look poor, the workshop owners often maintain a sense of respect deep in their hearts. Even if there is no respect, you have to be afraid of their superiors. There is someone above them. Let’s call this guy Fang Jifan.

After returning with the leftover materials, he organized some women in his group to sew, so Zhao Mu put on new clothes. Zhao Mu was very happy wearing the new clothes. He saw the mighty imperial chariot coming from a distance. Then he started to make gestures to Dasha beside him.

Dasha is the loudest person in the group.

According to the rules of the students, everyone in the group will act according to his voice and just do it.

This group is at the front of the line.

When a group of Jinwu Guards rode over on tall horses, they saw the royal chariot. The carriage was extremely huge, like a small mobile house.

At this time, Dasha’s voice was as loud as a casserole, and he shouted: “Long live my emperor!”

Then Dasha was stunned and wanted to shout something else.

Zhao Mu tucked up his sleeves, Dasha, stop shouting and kneel down.

Only then did Dasha react, snap, and kneel down.

So… more than 200 people from more than ninety households in this group shouted together: “Long live my emperor.”

Then, they all prostrated themselves to the ground.

These guys all used up their strength.

A loud roar was like thunder on the ground.

Suddenly, even the horses driven by Yi were frightened and began to scream.

The officials gathered around the chariot were all pale with fear.

But what they didn’t expect was that this was just the beginning, not the end

. One group bowed down, and the second group, with more than a hundred households in the back section, also shouted: “Long live my emperor. “

This sound, one wave after another, countless people, rising and falling like waves in the sea.

The sound formed a huge wave, and like a flame, it shot straight into the sky, as if at this moment, even the nine heavens were filled with This sound.

This sound was everywhere for Emperor Hongzhi.

He was holding Zhu Zaimo’s hand in his car, and was a little frightened at first,

especially Dasha Pingdi’s roar, which made him blush. Suddenly he turned pale.

He grabbed Zhu Zaimo’s hand.

Zhu Zaimo just smiled. As a young man, you will never die.

Afterwards, Emperor Hongzhi gradually calmed down, and then there was a look of astonishment and surprise on his face.

He is the emperor and has been diligent in government for decades. He knows exactly what this means.

Even when a local official leaves his post, the memorial claims that the common people will see him off. In fact, it is nothing more than dozens or hundreds of local gentry and scholars gathering together to take a Ten Thousand People’s Umbrella. That’s all, it can be regarded as the common people ‘clogging the roads’ and reluctant to leave. It left.

But now…

Phew…

He exhaled a long breath.

How many people are there?

Outside the car, there were endless shouts of long live.

He tried his best to move closer to the glass window. Outside the glass window, there was a group of ordinary people who couldn’t be more real. Their skin was dark, and even their teeth were black and yellow. Even though people put on new clothes because of such days, they still concealed their appearance. The ‘poor’ who can’t live in this new clothes.

And in the next moment.

Emperor Hongzhi’s heart almost jumped out of his chest.

His scalp was numb and he had an indescribable feeling. This… is what a true emperor should look like.

The people rejoiced, long live forever.

Compared with the fact that he had traveled all the way to Mount Tai to be enshrined, Emperor Hongzhi actually felt that the so-called Mount Tai was too insignificant. It was so insignificant that Emperor Hongzhi now felt that being enshrined was not something worth boasting about.

And all this in front of him… is enough for Emperor Hongzhi to brag for a lifetime. Has any emperor in the past dynasties been like this? Even Emperor Qin and Emperor Wu of Han had such insights.

The virtuous kings of all ages, I lifted them up and beat them.

The Taizu of this dynasty expelled the Tartars and restored the Central Plains. He also recovered the Yanyun land, which had been in decline for nearly a thousand years, so that there were no more barbarians in the Yanyun land. It has been 150 years now. , but…

of course, Emperor Hongzhi did not continue, they are his ancestors.

The imperial chariot is still passing through, and the countless crowds still have no end in sight.

Zhu Zaimo took Grandpa Huang’s hand and said, “Father, these people are all praising Dad.”

It would be better not to say this.

As soon as he said…

From his pride, Emperor Hongzhi suddenly felt that his eyes were a little moist.

Logically speaking, this kind of feeling would be difficult to move the emperor.

But Emperor Hongzhi was different.

When he was young, he experienced too many ups and downs in life. His biological mother was also killed. He was carefully cared for by an unknown person and grew up in a rough and turbulent environment. He had witnessed his father’s death during the Chenghua period. When the emperor was on the throne, the palace was ugly. Because of this, he had been inspired to become a wise king and wise ruler since he was a child.

Therefore, after he ascended the throne, he worked hard and reviewed memorials tirelessly from morning to night every day. Others would meet with ministers and discuss national affairs once every three days. He felt that it was not enough, so he changed it to one morning a day, and that was it. He still felt that he could not fully understand the big and small things, so he simply changed it to three mornings a day, meeting countless people every day, and reviewing every memorial. , he is absolutely not perfunctory. He is afraid that his own oversight will lead to something wrong. Any possible oversight may cause many families to be destroyed.

Over the decades, he persevered.

What is it for?

Can’t tell.

Perhaps he hopes that he will not be like the previous emperor; perhaps, deep down in his heart, he truly desires to govern a peaceful world so that countless people can live and work in peace and contentment. But here, why don’t you want to leave your name in history and be respected by future generations? Even… if we talk about selfishness, we must also hope that the Ming Dynasty can be stable, and that our descendants can be protected by themselves and have no worries from now on.

And now…

In the past few decades, he has been frustrated, had setbacks, and made many mistakes. Sometimes he even wondered what the meaning of his persistence was. If not, the world would still be full of wounds. If it’s not the case with hundreds of holes, will the improvement of the people’s lives be limited?

But…

At this moment, Emperor Hongzhi’s eyes were filled with tears. Finally, the tears fell down unsatisfactorily.

The hot tears flowed down drop by drop, and he finally understood that all this… was worth it.

In this world, isn’t it the accumulation of a little that makes a lot, the accumulation of years and months?

Of course Emperor Hongzhi understood that in the praise of our emperor, it was inevitable that the people would be instigated.

But at this moment, he believed that the words they shouted “long live my emperor” came from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing that the emperor was crying, Zhu Zaimo took the veil and gave it to Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi took it and wiped his tears. A lot of hair had grown between his temples. When he cried, he looked like an old man in his dying years. He couldn’t help but said: “Okay, okay, really good. “

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