There is no snow in Jiangnan in early summer, but the world is white.

On the way from the palace to Xiaoling Mausoleum, there is no end to see the white sky, and there is no end to hear it.

Countless military and civilians crawled in mourning clothes, knelt on both sides of the road, and cried loudly.

The sky was dark and a little haze. The originally green branches on both sides of the road were dull and dull at this moment.

Zhu Yunxiu was wearing a mourning clothes, holding the old man's spiritual position, and walked in front of the old man's huge coffin. The little Liujin cried so hard that his throat was hoarse, and he followed him stumbled.

The old man's coffin was carried on his shoulders by 128 Counts of the founding army, the generals and athletes in the army, and slowly moved forward.

Between the heaven and earth, the crying sounds of people, footsteps, and horse hooves are mixed together, which is very noisy and sad.

"Your Majesty!" Li Jinglong, who was also dressed in white, walked quickly behind Zhu Yunxiu and whispered, "You'd better get on the carriage!" As he said that, he paused, "The road is still far away, don't exhaust you. Besides, the prince is still young!"

Zhu Yunxiu shook his head, "You can carry six kilograms! I'll accompany the emperor again!"

After saying that, he looked back at the huge coffin, and his chest seemed to be pressed by a mountain.

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The funeral procession of tens of thousands of people set out from the palace, and was in a vast and powerful manner.

It could have been unnecessary to pass the capital, but the old man had something to say before. After he died, he would carry his coffin and walk through Hongwu Street, through the capital, and then to Zijin Mountain, where the tomb is located.

Zhu Yunxiu understood that the old man wanted to see the country he had built with his own hands, the towering Forbidden City, and his subjects.

At the same time, we also let the country, the palace and the subjects see him again.

A man is alone with an iron sword and has been in power for decades.

The hero does not care about his affairs after his death, and wants to keep his mercy in the world.

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The team walked into Zhengyang Gate, and the tall gatehouse as tall as a mountain was already wrapped in plain silhouette.

This city gate, which the old man ordered to build, silently stared at its owner's coffin.

In the deep door, the sound of horse hooves echoed. There was no wind between heaven and earth, but there seemed to be a breeze blowing here, blowing away the faint irritability that filled people's hearts.

Zhengyang Gate has a famous name in later generations, Zhonghua Gate.

Many years ago, the slogan of the old man when he raised his army was that the mountains and rivers were in China, and the sun and the moon reopened the Song Dynasty. At the same time, this was also the slogan of the old man erecting outside the military camp after he captured Yingtian Mansion.

This is our land, we have lived here for generations. This mountain and river are full of the breath of our Chinese. But now our mountains and rivers have become the hands of the barbarians, so we men should rise up and snatch back our land.

The team continued to move forward, passing Zhengyang Gate silently, and Hongwu people were looking at each other from afar.

Hongwu means great martial arts.

After pacifying Jiangnan, the old man resolutely went north. Not only did he want to recover the old land of China, but he also saved the people of the north from water and fire, and he also wanted to rebuild a prosperous China.

At that time, as the sun rose to the Ming Dynasty, the slogan of unity was to expel the Tartars and restore China, establish a guideline and record, and save the people.

Our Ming Dynasty wanted to establish a prosperous and unprecedented era. Whether it was the Han people, Hu people or Semi people, they could live together equally, and use the ice peaks of our Ming Dynasty to clear away all the sufferings imposed on the people in this world.

The country is destroyed by chaos.

China must be inspired by great martial arts!

"Grandpa Emperor, I understand!"

Zhu Yunyu wore a filial piety dress, looked at the three big words Hongwumen, and understood the reason why the old man wanted to let Zhu Yunyu take his coffin and travel through the capital after returning to heaven.

The old man was telling him that the Ming Dynasty was hard-won.

Zhu Yuanzhang was telling Zhu Yunxi, why did the Ming Dynasty prosper? Why did he receive the order from heaven?

There is righteous energy between heaven and earth, and righteous energy is pure yang.

The pure yang energy is the heart of our clan, so the mountains and rivers are vast.

The sun and the moon are with the sky, but my bright sun and the moon are shining together.

I am a small people in the mountains and rivers, and I receive the great righteousness and the hearts of hundreds of millions of people.

There is heaven and earth first, then me first, China first, then there is wisdom!

"I respectfully invite Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty to pass through the Hongwu Gate of the Ming Dynasty!"

In an instant, countless roaring sounds came from the city gate.

Looking around, there were those old people with white hair kneeling outside Hongwu Gate, roaring with tears hitting their chests.

"When the imperial city is built, we will stick to the wall outside the imperial city and kill the disabled veterans along the way, leaving a place for them to have a place to live, and borrow our light!"

This is what the old man said to Prince Zhu Biao when the Forbidden City was built.

Passing through Hongwu Gate, you will be the Qianbulang leading to the Forbidden City.

The two times left and right were the Six Departments of the Ming Dynasty, the Hanlin Academy Censorate, the Zhan Shi Mansion, the Imperial Hospital, and the Imperial Heaven Censorate. It was the center of the entire Ming Empire and the core of the Ming Empire.

"Actually, sometimes when I think about it, I feel so happy! When I was poor, I had two broken thatched houses in my family, and it leaked in winter and rain in summer. When I went out, I was stinky ditch. Now, the world is in our hands! Damn!"

Zhu Yunxiu's mind unconsciously showed the old man's smile.

In the eyes of the ministers, the old man is a majestic emperor.

In the eyes of the people, he is the emperor who is superior.

In the eyes of some people, he is a tyrant who likes torture.

But Zhu Yunxiu knew that in addition to being an emperor, the old man was also a living person.

There is clear distinction between love and hate, there is joy and anger!

"Grandpa Emperor, look, this is your home!" Zhu Yunxiu continued to move forward, looking at the Chengtian Gate getting closer and closer, and said in his heart, "This is also the home you left for future generations! My Zhu family is no longer the Zhu family that can be bullied, but the first family in the world!"

Chengtian Gate, Emperor Chengtian!

On the left behind the door is the Sheji Altar, and on the right is the Taimiao.

The wind is coming silently.

There are also the incense in the Taimiao altar, which is faintly floating and looming.

Perhaps, the wise kings of all dynasties in the Taimiao and the gods of heaven and earth in the altar of the country are also expressing their condolences.

After passing Chengtian Gate, walking through the Wulong Bridge, Fengtian Gate is close to you.

But the old man had something to say during his lifetime, and if he died outside the palace, he would not enter the Forbidden City.

Although this is good, it has never been his home.

The vast team turned around, turned left and walked to Xihuamen and went out to Xi'anmen and went to Zijin Mountain.

Xiaoling was named after her death. After Empress Ma passed away, she was posthumously named Empress Xiaoci, so she was called Xiaoling.

Originally, Xiaoling Mausoleum was large, not only large but also beautiful. Most of the ancient temples in the Southern Dynasty were placed in Xiaoling Mausoleum, with pavilions, towers, pine trees and forests. But later, half of it was divided and given to Zhu Biao, which was called Dongling.

Just as the old man said during his lifetime, he had many women in his life, but he only had one wife.

He has many sons in his life, but Zhu Chongba only has this one.

Now, Zhu Yunxi, the legitimate son born to his favorite son, and his legitimate grandson, will help the old man fulfill his last wish.

Bury your wife and children!

Xiaoling is like the main house of a traditional house, living with parents at home, and Dongling is like a wing room, living with the eldest son who inherits the family business.

Or when we meet each other every day, we have to stay together every night when we die.

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The coffin that was carried by 128 was still carried by 120 military officials.

In front of the huge treasure city, Zhu Yunyu knelt down and burned incense piously.

"Grandmother of the Emperor, grandson brought the Emperor's Grandpa!"

Then, he looked east, looked at Zhu Biao's mausoleum, and said in his heart, "I have sent Grandpa the Emperor, and the whole family can be reunited!"

The son-in-law Mei Yin, Duke of Wei Xu Huizu stood at the entrance of Baocheng and shouted in unison, "Open the underground palace!"

"Greatly send me Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty!"

On the periphery, five thousand guards shouted in unison.

One hundred and twenty-eight military marquises walked forward in tears, step by step.

Behind are countless palace maids and eunuchs holding various burial boxes...

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Just as the old man's coffin was sent to the underground palace.

The eunuch Pu Wuyou, the deputy general manager of the Ganqing Palace, brought a few eunuchs to put a coffin in a dirt pit not far from Baocheng, and had already been dug in advance.

"Grandpa, you're going all the way!"

There are countless new tombs standing around Pu Bucheng's tomb.
Chapter completed!