Ming Taizi's Total War

Chapter 72
When the last head fell to the ground, Zhang Zhong came to the palace gate tower, half-knelt on the ground, and called Zhu Cihong loudly.

"All the heads and corpses were dug and filled outside the city. The head of King Fu was hung at the gate of the imperial city for three days. After three days, it was taken down and buried in another tomb."

"Follow your Highness's will, long live your highness, long live, long live!"

After Zhu Cihong finished his order, Zhang Zhong and the soldiers on the execution ground, as well as the soldiers guarding the surrounding stands, knelt on the ground and shouted long live.

Although long live can only be used when addressing the emperor, sometimes it is used by ordinary people. As long as no one is on the line, it is not a big deal to hold on to it.

Not to mention people like Zhu Cixiang, whose actual power is no different from that of the emperor, and whose status is only slightly lower than that of the emperor.

Even if the sage Kong was reborn, he would not dare to stand in front of Zhu Cihong and say that he surpassed the etiquette and used a title that should not be used.

At this time, Qian Qianyi walked over and stood in front of Zhu Cihong, but because Zhu Cihong was 16 years old and not fully developed, Qian Qianyi was taller than him even if he bent over, so he had to squat halfway. Very uncomfortable.

"Your Highness, the country cannot be without a king for a day. Since King Fu was killed for rebellion, shouldn't we discuss the matter of enthronement?"

Qian Qianyi has his own little girl in his heart. At this time, he is the first one to stand up and persuade Zhu Cihong to become the emperor. He will definitely remember him firmly, and maybe he will be regarded as the person who has made the most contribution.

But his actions seemed a bit ridiculous to Zhu Cihong. Qian Qianyi was a representative of Jiangnan literati and the leader of Donglin Qingliu. Even if he was sick at home today, Zhu Cihong would have to consider many factors to give him a bachelor when he ascended the throne.

But since Qian Qianyi was so knowledgeable about flattery, and took the initiative to persuade and set a good example for other civil and military officials, Zhu Cihong was naturally happier, so he decided to give him a high salary and let the world know that Zhu Cihong is not just a murderer A tyrant who is willing to give literati fame and wealth, of course, the premise is to support himself.

"What Qian Shilang said is true, then you will handle this matter. Minister of the Ministry of Rites Wang Duo is old, and I am afraid that he does not have the energy to deal with the affairs of the Ministry of Rites, so you will take over his position."

"As for Kong Fanggai, let him go to Dali Temple."

Qian Qianyi didn't expect that Zhu Cihong would be so generous. In order to reward him for his contribution, he would remove Wang Duo from the position of minister and hand him over to himself.

"Thank you, Your Highness, I will do my best for your Highness, and I will die." After saying that, Qian Qianyi knelt down. Zhu Cihong was so mean, he felt uncomfortable not kneeling.

In fact, he didn't know that Zhu Cihong was thinking too much. Wang Duo hadn't expressed his support for him before, and this time he was kicked out just after the enthronement.

King Fu's case is still unknown. Some people's relatives and friends are in other places and they need to be arrested, interrogated and sentenced in Dali Temple. At that time, Kong Fang, a scholar, probably can't stand it, or he will have to return to his hometown in two days.

Qian Qianyi could not see all this. Although he achieved a high-ranking official position, his attainments in literature were higher than those in politics.

Otherwise, he would not be regarded as a leader by Donglin and respected by the literati all over the world.

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In the south of Jinling City, a new altar for worshiping Emperor Tian Houtu has been built. The huge altar is about ten meters high and has fifty or sixty steps.

The most amazing thing is that the altar was built in only three days, and of course it cost a lot.

Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians have worked day and night for this altar, digging up suitable soil from the surrounding land, and then transporting it here, piling it up, and tamping it up. Hundreds or even thousands of manpower were used for each item. .

Insufficient wood, the nearby houses and ruined temples were used directly, and the decoration was not gorgeous enough, so chunks of Kuping silver and gold were directly brought out from the imperial treasury, melted and cast on the spot, and then decorated on the railings.

There are six ministries standing around the altar, the local government of Nanzhili, Dali Temple, Taipu Temple, Honglu Temple, Yumajian, Silijian and other civil and military officials.

As for the people who could stand at the top of the altar, apart from Zhu Cihong, who was wearing gorgeous auspicious clothes and twelve scorpions on his head, there were only a few officials who were in charge of the sacrificial ceremony.

Soon, after announcing to the sky that the new ruler who ruled Ming Dynasty and China was Zhu Cihong, and accepted the worship of hundreds of officials, Zhu Cihong officially became the master of this country with a history of more than [-] years.

Standing on the high altar, Zhu Cixi looked at the civil and military officials lined up neatly below, as well as the soldiers standing in a human wall.

He thought to himself: This day has finally come. I didn’t know how many people were killed along the way from the capital to the south. After arriving in Jinling, the heads were rolling again. King Fu and his faction were all killed. I took it back. belongs to my throne.

This world, this Ming world, will be great again in my hands!Li Zicheng, Dorgon, you just took advantage of your luck and sucked a few mouthfuls of thick juice on the body of this old man who was about to decay, which satiated you mosquitoes.

When I tidy up the government and reorganize the army, I'll let you see what is a waking lion and what is the majesty of the emperor.

The millions of soldiers and civilians in Jinling City were all busy for Zhu Cihong's ascension to the throne. Although it was midsummer and the scorching heat in the south of the Yangtze River was unbearable, no one stopped to rest.

Especially the eunuchs and maids in the palace. The bloodstains of thousands of people in front of the palace gate have not been wiped off for several days. The blood color seems to have penetrated into the marble floor tiles. The skin was worn out, but it didn't fade away at all.

"Stand back, don't wipe it off."

A eunuch holding a whisk came over, stood in front of the hard-working court ladies and eunuchs and said.

"But father-in-law, we haven't wiped it clean yet." A court lady stood up from the ground with a rag in her hand and said.

"You don't need to wipe it. Your Majesty has already finished offering sacrifices to the heavens outside the city. The team is about to enter the imperial city. You eunuchs line up on the left and kneel down, and the maids kneel on the right."

"As for the rules, you should have taught them all when you entered the palace, but today is a special day, so I will remind you again."

"When His Majesty's Luanjia arrives later, everyone is not allowed to make a sound, look up, let alone move. Even if a poisonous snake gets in your sleeve, you have to endure it. Do you hear me?"

The eunuch turned his voice to the maximum and asked these people.

"Understood." After the maids and eunuchs finished speaking, they knelt down on both sides of the road consciously, even though the ground was covered with bloodstains that had not been wiped clean, they did not hesitate.

(End of this chapter)