Changfeng Thousands of Miles End Han Song

Chapter 883 The Power of the Son of Heaven
Time flies so fast, in midsummer, a large number of tribal leaders from the Western Regions have already arrived in Jinling by boat.

They were stunned by the towering walls of Jinling, not to mention the several bastions surrounding Jinling.They had only seen the power of simple bastions before, and they did not understand the difference between complete bastions and simple bastions, and what was the reason for the difference.

Pharmacist Guo was not in the mood to explain to them. He simply told them that the simple bastion was like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

Naturally, the gap in strength couldn't be that huge, but it also made the faces of the tribal leaders behind him suddenly change.

Building a bastion required a huge amount of people's power. Emperor Lu had no intention of building a bastion in Jinling, even if it was just a few small bastions.But obviously the civil and military ministers of the Lu Qi Dynasty didn't think so.

This is the only example of an empire that was so confident that it exploded like Great Qin. The Qin people's self-confidence put those who came after them to shame, even the Emperor of Lu felt ashamed.Whether he was in Liangshanbo, Yidu, or Jinling, he directly controlled one of the most elite combat forces.

For example, the number of soldiers and horses has been expanded to [-] cavalry.

The opposition from the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty made Emperor Lu, who was already unsteady in his will, choose to compromise.Under normal circumstances, Jinling City, as the core area of ​​Lu Qi, would not be attacked. Even when the enemy's troops arrived at Jinling City, Lu Qi Chao should really be destroyed.But there are exceptions to everything, right?Just like Zhu Di back then, or other emergencies.The establishment of several small bastions around Jinling City has indeed given Jinling a layer of solid armor.

The accompanying civil servants suddenly pointed to the majestic palace in the distance and introduced the large-scale imperial city of the Qi Dynasty to the rustics from the Western Regions.

The imperial city, which was the size of a city [Western Region], was beyond everyone's imagination.Not to mention that the palaces there are resplendent in the sun, and they can be felt from a long distance.

The imperial city seemed to be glowing, making these turtles from the Western Regions respect the Emperor Lu who lived in it like a god.

They didn't know that it was all thanks to the glazed tiles. Glazed glazed tiles are very glaring under the sunlight. It is not only to prevent water seepage, water accumulation, and moss growth, but also to increase the sanctity of Emperor Lu.

The palace you just moved into is naturally very new and tidy. After entering the palace gate, you will see the palace guards lined up in the corridors, and a solemn atmosphere will arise spontaneously. The far-reaching and endless palace only reflects their insignificance.

Entering from Waijinshuiqiao to Chengtianmen, and then from Chengtianmen to Duanmen, you will be greeted by a group of tall and powerful palace guards holding guns and sabers. The pressure is very huge.

Although it is only a few hundred meters away, how could one not behave properly when entering the palace to meet the emperor?

Those local turtles from the Western Regions had already been trained countless times by the benefit officials of Honglu Temple on the way to Jinling. However, now that they are truly "appearing on stage", the tension in their hearts is naturally different from the previous private practice.

If you accidentally get a "disrespect before the emperor", that is the biggest crime.Joys turned into funerals.

If you think so, isn't it Alexander?

Just a few hundred meters left this group of people with sore waists, tired legs, and sweaty backs.

The grandeur of Duanmen is not inferior to Chengtianmen, although there are not many related descriptions about it in historical records.But its shape is exactly the same as Tiananmen, it can be said to be a pair of twins.

After passing through the Duanmen is the Meridian Gate, which is already the third gate. From here, you can truly enter the Forbidden City.

The local turtles in the Western Regions were all happy, their backs ached from being "tired", and they finally saw the gate of the Imperial City of China.

After passing through the Meridian Gate, across the Jinshui Bridge, and through the equally magnificent Fengtian Gate, after passing through the long gate, the Fengtian Hall, the core of the Forbidden City, appeared in front of everyone.

Thirty feet wide and fifteen feet deep, with double eaves and veranda roof, nine rooms wide.

This is the core building of the previous dynasty. It is located on a three-story stone platform all covered with white marble. There are exquisitely carved stone railings around each platform. It is five inches long and covers an area of ​​37 acres and five minutes, which is 25000 square meters in later generations.

On the two-story steps, a mammoth building with a height of more than ten stories stands majestically in the open space. The sun shines on Fengtian Hall, and the yellow glazed tiles reflect endless light, making people feel the sacredness from the soul. .

The long city gate gave people a very heavy sense of oppression. The palace guards who had been standing on both sides of the road since entering the imperial city suddenly disappeared. The moment they walked out of Fengtian Gate, people felt suddenly enlightened, and a sudden sight appeared in front of their eyes. wide.

At such a time, when one raises one's head and suddenly sees the majestic Fengtian Hall bursting with golden light, doesn't it feel like seeing the jade tower of the temple in the clouds? sacred and inviolable.

Xiao He, the famous prime minister of the former Han Dynasty, said: The emperor is his home everywhere, and he is not magnificent or dignified.This is also the case today.

These country bumpkins from the Western Regions all expressed sincere admiration in their hearts at this moment. Apart from the sacredness, majesty and grandeur, the rest of their minds were probably full of restraint.

Just like a grassroots person walking into a super luxurious nightclub with an empty pocket, he will be short-lived if he has no money in his pocket. This is an unbreakable truth universally.It's the same thing in front of me.

These tribal leaders in the Western Regions are all grassroots people with empty pockets. The Fengtian Palace in front of them is a super luxurious nightclub. Can you muster the courage?
The only thing they are glad about now is that they are from the same country as the god-like Emperor of the Central Plains in front of them, and they will definitely be His Majesty's most loyal subjects.

So with apprehension and uneasiness, and longing for the future - they are still valuable to Lu Qi. If the Han people want to establish a firm rule in the Western Regions, they must be well win over them, that is, Said that the present audience had a high probability of benefiting them.

Guo Yaoshi led the way, and a group of people set foot on the Fengtian Hall under the guidance of the ceremonial officer.

Standing in front of the huge building that is thirty feet wide, fifteen feet deep, and nine rooms wide, one is really insignificant.The little longing that had just risen in my heart turned into awe of the empire's boundlessness in an instant.And this feeling of awe reached its peak when he met Emperor Lu.

Although along the way, these bumpkins have imagined the scene of meeting the emperor more than once, and imagined the appearance of the emperor more than once.However, when they knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to come to Emperor Lu, they didn't even dare to raise their heads to peek at the dragon chair in their minds.This is not because of the teachings given to them by the ceremonial officers of Honglu Temple along the way, but because of their respect from the bottom of their hearts.

"My Majesty, Guo Yaoshi, deputy commander-in-chief of the Western Regions Garrison Department, Ma Zuo, is bringing all the leaders of the Western Regions to pay homage to Your Majesty. Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

"Pingshen. Guo Qing has been guarding the frontier for many years, you have worked hard." A majestic and calm voice came from the highest point of the palace.This voice seemed to have an invisible force to lower the heads of the indigenous leaders of the Western Regions, and a humble feeling arose in their hearts.

Lu Qian had nothing to say about Guo Yaoshi.He will spend a while in the imperial court, and then completely retreat to the second line.At the age of sixty, Emperor Lu no longer needed him to shine.

Guo Yaoshi had something to do, and Lu Qian's eyes swept across the group of bumpkins from the Western Regions behind him like lightning.

"Washik?" His gaze finally settled on one person.

(End of this chapter)