Chapter 75: A Magnificent Chapter (Subscription Request)
Beijing.
The sun and the moon have replaced the sky, and the clothes and honors of the old country have passed away, leaving only the "elegant politics of the new dynasty".
People come and go in the capital, less solemn and elegant, more aura of Hu Feng.
Most of the well-dressed pedestrians on the street are barbarians, and a small number of them are barbarians. In this place, barbarians and Han people are separated. Descendants of barbarians are born in the most prosperous places, while Han people can only live in more prosperous places. Living in remote places.
More and more vehicles entered the city, including vehicles driven by Mongolian princes, convoys of merchants from the northwest, and centenarians from all over the country bringing their children and grandchildren.
The birthday banquet is coming soon, lights and decorations are decorated inside and outside the city, and the materials needed for the birthday banquet are starting to be arranged.
As time passed, people from closer distances came to this place.
There is a special docking place outside the city.
"Where are the people?"
"People died on the road, and the journey was so tiring that they couldn't survive in Zhili."
"Forget it, next one."
"Xu Zhengchang, a native of Chencang Fufeng, will live to be one hundred and two years old this year. Old man, please come with me."
Outside the city, an old man and a young man sat on a donkey cart, escorted by officers and soldiers into the city, and went to sit down at the nearest inn.
The old one is hunched over, and the young one has a low eyebrow.
The two of them looked a little scared and retreated when they saw other places, which was consistent with the attitude of country people entering the city.
The two came to the inn and after closing the door, their expressions suddenly became calm.
"Tianshi, what should we do next? Go directly to the palace?" The young man is Li Changsheng, and the old man is Xu Xuan. The two used the method of disguise to change their appearance, and then sneaked in through the spies' forged household registration.
"Don't be anxious, wait until he is at his most glorious and glorious, and then kill him."
Xu Xuan smiled.
Seven days later, everyone is probably here.
"Mr. Xu, these are your new clothes." The officers and soldiers knocked on the door and handed the clothes to Xu Xuan, "By the afternoon, we will set off for the inner city."
"good."
In the afternoon, the two got on the carriage and the carriage drove to the inner city.
The inner city is even more prosperous. Today is the emperor's birthday and there is a big banquet.
The literati, gentry, and officials in the city all participated. The streets were swept with clean water and the roads were paved with loess. The literati held up their pigtails and recited splendid chapters praising the prosperous times. The Taoist priests, who were called pigtail zombies in the south, prayed to heaven.
The barbarian general was drunk, singing songs and dancing like barbarians, while the coated slaves applauded and cheered.
The main venue for the banquet was more luxurious, with a red carpet on the ground, a gimmick for a longevity banquet, and the most important thing were these old people, one hundred and eight centenarians, and as many as three hundred for eighty-year-olds.
From the clan king Baylor down, the internal and external civil and military ministers and officials, the ministers and officials who have become ministers, and those who have been awarded civil and military officials gathered together.
There are more than 3,000 people in total.
Your Highness has sixty seats, 200 seats inside Danqi, 120 seats on the left and right of the corridor, and 300 seats outside Danqi.
People come and go, bustling.
Guests offered ginseng, Ruyi, porcelain, jade, antiques, etc...
In front of the altar, Sun Taixuan held a magic sword and closed his eyes in meditation. His disciples were waiting aside with magic conchs.
Dang, Dang, Dang... Hong Zhong Da Lu.
"The Emperor has arrived!!" "The Emperor has arrived!!"
The sound is passed down layer by layer.
"Long live my emperor!!"
Everyone stood up and knelt down. The centenarian was not physically fit to kneel down and bowed instead. This was something the ceremony officer had trained in advance.
"My beloved, please rise! Today, regardless of whether you are a king or a minister, we will have fun together!"
Emperor Qianqing motioned for everyone to get up.
Behind him were young men in their early teens, as well as important civil and military officials such as Dorgon, Daishan, and Fan Wencheng.
Everyone came to the center of the centenarian's birthday banquet and sat down.
The banquet begins.
clang!
At this time, the magic conch was struck, Sun Taixuan recited ancient prayers, and the magic sword was burning with flames. This trick made it seem like a dream, and won repeated applause.
"Fu Lin, this is the country I built. In the future, you must be optimistic about the inheritance of our ancestors." Taiji said to the twelve-year-old boy beside him.
"My father has a long life span and lasts for eternity. How dare I think of anything else?" The young man was so frightened that he denied it again and again.
"Haha, don't be nervous, it's your big day. There's no need to stick to vulgar etiquette."
On the other side, the heaven-sacrifice ceremony ended.
"I wish your Majesty a long life, a healthy body, and a prosperous country!!"
Everyone raised their glasses.
There was a buzz of people drinking and drinking.
Emperor Qianqing looked at the ministers in front of him, including veterans of the previous dynasty, representatives of long-lived folk, important civil and military ministers, and his successors. Sun Taixuan also came to salute and take a seat.
"The scholars, the big clans on the frontier, and the orthodoxy all belong to us. The day when the Southern Barbarians will be destroyed is not far away."
Dorgon's words awakened Taiji.
"Since my late father started the army with thirteen armors, and now he has half of the country, we brothers will also be able to enjoy our wealth with peace of mind in the future." Taiji said with a smile.
"Your Majesty, the Skitarii are surprisingly effective, why not add more people?" Sun Taixuan asked tentatively.
"Okay, Fulin, you can study with the national master." Taiji said.
The monarchs and ministers greeted each other politely, then followed Emperor Qianqing with a wine glass, followed by the eunuchs, to greet Qiansou Banquet and show their benevolence.
"Your Majesty, Liu Si, the top scholar in the current imperial examination, has composed a poem." At this time, the eunuch came forward and said.
"Oh, bring him here."
Soon, a Confucian scholar in his thirties came and knelt down: "It is Christmas for thousands of years. I am bathing in the emperor's grace. Today I am inspired by this. Your Majesty, please listen to my humble composition."
"My heart is filled with blessings and blessings, and I wish you longevity and longevity..."
"Good! What a poem!"
Everyone cheered, civil and military ministers sent their own poems one after another, and even some military generals. Of course, as to whether they wrote it, Emperor Qianqing could ignore it.
Veterans of the previous dynasty, the new generation of Duke Yansheng, Mongolian princes of the Horqin tribe and the Khalkha tribe came to pay their respects, as well as the Hui kings of the Hui tribes.
These famous powerful men all surrendered. At this moment, Taiji felt that his life had entered a highlight moment, an achievement that even his father had not achieved.
"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Industry congratulates you that the craftsmen have developed the southern flintlock musket and it will be put into mass production in the near future."
"Report, there is a big breakthrough in the shipyard, foreign craftsmen can build large sailing ships, and the strength of our navy has greatly increased!!"
"This..." Taiji was shocked, looking at the ministers in disbelief, dumbfounded, "It's so hard for you to hide this from me!!"
"Haha, Wei Chen specially chose today to give a gift!"
Taiji was not a complacent person. On the contrary, he was very good at learning and knew the benefits of firearms. He immediately stopped sticking to riding and shooting, and spent a lot of money to invite craftsmen at home and abroad to study southern muskets.
Now, the only gap between the two sides is gone.
"Haha!! Unify the country!"
How could we not feel happy about the prospect of conquering Jiangnan?
With the right time, place, and people on his side, is it possible that there are gods in the south who can defy heaven and change their destiny?
Taiji couldn't think of a reason why Changguo could make a comeback.
For some reason, he always had a feeling of unreality. He always felt that everything was not real. He had a glorious history that was not his own out of thin air. Everything seemed like a dream.
No, this is not a dream, this is a destiny given by God.
At this time, the old man transformed by Xu Xuan stood up and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, I also have a poem to offer."