There is no snow in Jiangnan in early summer, but the sky and the earth are completely white.
On the road from the imperial palace to Xiaoling Mausoleum, you can see endless white scenery and endless listening.
Countless soldiers and civilians, dressed in mourning clothes, knelt on both sides of the road, crying loudly.
The sky was dark and somewhat hazy, and the originally green leaves and branches on both sides of the road were now dim, hanging low and silent.
Zhu Yunxi was dressed in mourning clothes, holding the old man's memorial tablet, and walked in front of the old man's huge coffin. The little six-pound man cried so hard that his voice became hoarse, and he stumbled behind him.
The old man's coffin was carried on the shoulders of one hundred and twenty-eight living marquis and earls and generals of the founding army, and they moved forward slowly.
Between heaven and earth, the cries of people, the sound of footsteps, and the sound of horse hooves mixed together, making it very noisy and very sad.
"Your Majesty!" Li Jinglong, also dressed in white, walked quickly behind Zhu Yunxi and whispered, "You'd better get in the carriage!" After saying that, he paused and said, "The road is still long, don't tire you out. Besides, Prince
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Zhu Yunxi shook his head, "You can go ahead and carry six pounds! I will stay with Grandpa Huang again!"
After saying that, he looked back at the huge coffin, and his chest felt like it was being pressed by a mountain.
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The funeral procession of tens of thousands of people set off from the palace in a mighty manner.
There was no need to go through the capital, but the old man had said before that after his death, his coffin would be carried through Hongwu Street, through the capital, and then to the Purple Mountain where the mausoleum is located.
Zhu Yunxi understood that the old man wanted to see the country he conquered with his own hands, the majestic Forbidden City, and his subjects.
At the same time, let the country, the palace, and the subjects be able to see him again.
A man holding an iron sword alone has dominated the world for decades.
A hero does not care about what happens after his death, but wants to leave his pride in the world.
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The team entered Zhengyang Gate on foot. The gate tower, as tall as a mountain, had already been wrapped in silk.
This city gate, which the old man ordered to build back then, silently watches over the coffin of its owner.
The sound of horse hooves echoed through the deep doorway. There is no wind between heaven and earth, but there seems to be a breeze blowing here, blowing away the vague irritability that permeates people's hearts.
Zhengyang Gate has a famous name in later generations, Zhonghua Gate.
Many years ago, the old man's first slogan when he raised the army was, "The mountains and rivers are about to stop the land of China, and the sun and moon will reopen the Song Dynasty." At the same time, this was also the slogan that the old man erected on the recruiting banner outside the military camp after he conquered Yingtian Mansion.
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This is our land. We have lived here for generations. These mountains and rivers are full of the breath of China. But now our mountains and rivers have fallen into the hands of barbarians. We men should rise up and take back our land.
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The team continued forward, passing Zhengyang Gate silently, with the Hongwu soldiers watching from a distance.
Hongwu means great martial arts.
After the old man pacified the south of the Yangtze River, he resolutely went north. Not only did he want to regain the old land of China, but he also wanted to save the people in the north from the fire and water, and he also wanted to rebuild a prosperous China.
At that time, as the sun rose over the Ming Dynasty, the unified slogan was to drive out the Tartars and restore China, to establish an outline and to save the people.
We, the Ming Dynasty, want to build a prosperous and prosperous China that has never been seen before. Whether they are Han people, Hu people or Semu people, they can all live together as equals. We will use our Ming Dynasty to clear away all the things that have been imposed on the people in this world.
suffering.
The country perished in chaos.
China will surely prosper with its great martial arts!
"Grandpa Huang, I understand!"
Zhu Yunxi was dressed in filial piety, looking at the three characters of Hongwu Gate, he understood the reason why the old man still let Zhu Yunxi carry his coffin through the capital after his death.
The old man was telling him that the Ming Dynasty was hard-won.
Zhu Yuanzhang was telling Zhu Yunxi, why did the Ming Dynasty flourish? Why was it ordered by heaven?
There is righteousness between heaven and earth, and righteousness is pure Yang.
Pure yang energy is the heart of our clan, so the mountains and rivers are mighty.
The bright sun and moon are with the sky, but I am the bright sun and moon shining together.
We, a small people in this mountain and river, have received the mighty righteousness and inherited the hearts of hundreds of millions of people.
First there is heaven and earth and then there is me, first there is China and then there is Ming!
"I respectfully invite Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty to personally visit the Hongwu Gate of the Ming Dynasty!"
Suddenly, countless roaring sounds came from the city gate.
Looking around, we can see the white-haired old people kneeling outside Hongwu Gate, shouting with hot tears and beating their chests.
"When the imperial city is built, leave a place against the wall outside the imperial city for the disabled veterans who have followed us all the way to kill them, so that they can have a place to live, and also lend us a hand!"
These are the original words the old man said to Prince Zhu Biao when the Forbidden City was first built.
Passing Hongwu Gate is the Thousand-Step Corridor leading to the Forbidden City.
The two places on the left and right are the six yamen of the Ming Dynasty, the Hanlin Academy, the Imperial Palace, the James Mansion, the Imperial Hospital, and the Qintian Prison. It is the center of the entire Ming Empire, and it is also the core of the Ming Empire.
"Actually, sometimes when I look back and think about it, I feel so happy! When we were poor, our two shabby thatched houses leaked snow in the winter and rain in the summer, and there were smelly ditches when we went out. Now, the world is great.
In our hands! Damn it!"
In Zhu Yunxi's mind, the old man's smile appeared again unconsciously.
In the eyes of his ministers, the old man was a majestic emperor.
In the eyes of the people, he is a superior emperor.
In the eyes of some, he was a tyrant who loved torture.
But Zhu Yunxi knew that in addition to his status as an emperor, the old man was also a living person.
Love and hate are clear, there is happiness and anger!
"Grandpa Huang, look, this is your home!" Zhu Yunxi continued to move forward, looking at the Chengtian Gate getting closer and closer, and thought to himself, "This is also the home you leave to future generations! My Zhu family is no longer like that
The Zhu family, which allows others to bully them, is the best family in the world!"
Chengtianmen, Emperor Chengtian!
Behind the door, on the left is the Sheji Altar, and on the right is the Ancestral Temple.
The wind came silently.
The incense in the Sheji Altar and the Imperial Ancestral Temple floated out faintly.
Probably, the virtuous kings of the past dynasties in the Ancestral Temple and the gods of heaven and earth in the altar of sacrifice were also expressing their condolences.
After passing Chengtian Gate and walking through Neiwulong Bridge, Fengtian Gate is right in front of you.
But the old man had said before his death that if he died outside the palace, he would not enter the Forbidden City.
Although this was nice, it had never been his home.
The mighty procession turned a corner and turned left through Xihua Gate to exit Xi'an Gate and go to Purple Mountain.
Xiaoling Mausoleum was named Xiaoling early. After the death of Queen Ma, her posthumous title was Queen Xiaoci, so it was called Xiaoling Mausoleum.
Originally Xiaoling Tomb was very big, not only big but also beautiful. Most of the ancient temples in the Southern Dynasties were included in Xiaoling Tomb, with pavilions, pavilions, pines and forests. But later, half of it was divided and given to Zhu Biao, and the other side was called Dongling.
As the old man said during his lifetime, he had many women in his life, but only one wife.
He had many sons in his life, but he only had this one, Zhu Chongba.
Now, Zhu Yunxi, the legitimate son of his favorite son and the grandson of his old man, will help the old man fulfill his last long-cherished wish.
Buried with his wife and children!
Xiaoling is like the main room of a traditional house, where the parents live, and Dongling is like the side room, where the eldest son who inherits the family business lives.
Or if we see each other every day, we will stay with each other night after death.
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The coffin carried by one hundred and twenty-eight people is still carried on the shoulders of one hundred and twenty military heroes.
In front of the huge treasure city, Zhu Yunxi knelt down and offered incense devoutly.
"Grandma Huang, my grandson has brought Grandpa Huang here!"
Then, he looked east, at Zhu Biao's mausoleum, and said in his heart, "I have sent Grandpa Huang here, so the family can be reunited!"
Prince Consort Mei Yin and Duke Xu Huizu of Wei stood at the entrance of Baocheng and shouted in unison, "Open the underground palace!"
"Congratulations to Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty!"
Outside, five thousand guardsmen shouted in unison.
One hundred and twenty-eight military commanders moved forward step by step with tears in their eyes.
Behind are countless palace maids and eunuchs, holding various burial boxes...
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At the same time that the old man's coffin was delivered to the underground palace.
Pu Wuyong, the deputy general manager of Qianqing Palace and the foreman, took a few young eunuchs to place a coffin in a pit that had been dug in advance not far from Baocheng.
"Grandpa, you will always have a good journey!"
Around Pu Bucheng's tomb, countless new tombs stand without monuments.
In broad daylight, it is extremely desolate.
This chapter has been completed!