In the capital city, in front of the Jinluan Hall, above the square.
Hundreds of officials gathered together, dressed in costumes to worship God, solemnly and solemnly lined up on both sides along the middle passage, quietly waiting for the protagonist of the entire ceremony.
Various ceremonial ornaments, sacrifices, and even altars have been arranged according to the rules.
The entire square was silent.
No one knows why Zhu Youji asked various places to build mirrors?
No one knows why the Ming Dynasty chose to turn a blind eye and did not pursue the victory after the Tatars were punished by heaven.
Why is the sacrificial ceremony held today?
Why worship in front of Jinluan?
Instead of going to the ancestral temple?
Countless doubts linger in the hearts of all officials.
"Woooooooo..."
Just then, the ritual music suddenly started playing.
The ministers were slightly startled and quickly looked towards the palace entrance.
Soon, everyone showed shocked expressions.
Among them, Fu Tiecheng, Hai Rui, and others from the Wenhua Pavilion University were even more stunned.
The visitor is wearing a dragon robe, a crown, a mysterious robe, a sash, and a large white belt... He wears them in turn. On the mysterious robe, there are engraved images of the sun, moon, dragon, stars, mountains, fire, and Chinese insects. Various patterns including the sun, moon and dragon patterns are woven on the shoulders of Xuanyi; stars and mountain patterns are woven on the back; fire, Chinese insects and Zongyi patterns are woven on the sleeves, showing the grandeur.
Zhu Youji walked step by step, and all the ministers lowered their heads unconsciously, as if they saw a real dragon walking in the world, with such noble and supreme aura that they did not dare to look directly at it.
Even Fu Tiecheng, who wanted to criticize Zhu Youji for serving as the emperor, was suppressed by this noble dragon aura and did not dare to say a word at this moment.
Mianfu is the name of a kind of dress in ancient times. It is the dress worn by the emperor in ancient times to hold major ceremonies, that is, the emperor's dress.
As a prince, the future prince, if the emperor is in power, wearing this kind of service would be a crime of transgression.
But at this moment, the emperor is in a coma, so it is reasonable for the prince to hold a sacrificial ceremony on behalf of the emperor.
I don't know when Zhu Youji had a golden dragon shadow on his body, which complemented the bright yellow gun dragon robe. He was wearing the crown robe, which made him even more noble.
The golden dragon shadow continues to absorb the luck coming from all around, becoming brighter and more solid, and full of energy.
For Zhu Youji, representing the emperor and participating in the sacrificial ceremony was undoubtedly an effective way to improve his status and luck. It was also the first step for him to completely control the luck of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Youji raised his head slightly and looked at the Jinluan Palace not far away. His eyes flashed with golden light. Under the observation of the emperor's Qi-gazing technique, a slightly tired golden dragon floated over the entire palace. The dragon looked old. A pair of dragon eyes stared at Zhu Youji calmly.
Behind the golden dragon figure, deep in the palace, there is a slightly thinner pale golden dragon shadow. Under the illumination of the golden dragon, it looks like a descendant, and it looks less conspicuous.
Zhu Youji knew very well that the slightly smaller golden dragon shadow represented none other than Emperor Tianqi.
The golden dragon is the Ming Dynasty, and the little dragon is the Tianqi Emperor.
Almost visible to the naked eye, the golden light of the little dragon gradually dimmed and became weaker and weaker, while the golden dragon representing Zhu Youji continued to grow stronger.
Zhu Youji ignored the golden dragon, strode up to the altar, and stood in front of the altar to offer sacrifices to the sky.
Wei Zhongxian, who had never appeared before, suddenly appeared at this moment and acted as a speaker.
"The sacrificial ceremony has officially begun..."
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At the same time, over various important towns, state capitals, and even villages in the Ming Dynasty, beams of light suddenly lit up, forming a mutual structure, gradually replacing the blue sky and white clouds with blurry figures, buildings, palaces, Like a mirage, floating in the sky.
"what happened?"
"Honey, come out quickly. Is there a god? A miracle?"
"Palace? Minister? Wait, is this the scene of the imperial palace in the capital?"
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As the picture gradually became clearer, many dignitaries in the capital soon realized the unusualness of the vision, recognized the ministers in the palace, and also recognized Zhu Youji's identity.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
"His Royal Highness is holding a sacrificial ceremony?"
"Why is this scene imprinted on the sky?"
"A miracle? Is this a miracle?"
"Is this God blessing the Ming Dynasty?"
Countless people were in a commotion, whispering to each other and spreading word of mouth. Countless people in the Ming Dynasty stopped what they were doing and raised their heads to look at the scene in the sky.
More than just ordinary people?
Even the heads of various sects and even some masters looked surprised when they saw this scene.
Deep in the palace, in the worship hall, the old palace master opened his eyes.
After not leaving the main hall for a long time, he stepped out of the main hall for the first time, looked at the huge projection covering the sky, and murmured: "What a generous act!"
"Aren't you afraid of ruining the entire Ming Dynasty's synchronized confrontation with the enemy?"
"Is this an attempt to destroy the fear of gods and only believe in Ming Dynasty and only respect you?"
"If the emperor on earth killed even the gods, how could anyone object to such an emperor?"
The four grandmasters of the enshrinement hall stood beside the hall master at some unknown moment.
One of the Grand Masters, Zhang Shou, slowly said: "Palace Master, do you think His Highness will win this time?"
The palace master did not answer directly, but just asked: "How powerful do you think the Vulcan cannon and sniper crossbow are?"
Hearing this, Zhang Shou pondered for a moment and said, "Two or three gates are enough to kill the Grandmaster."
"How many gates are there in the capital now?" the palace master asked again.
"There are about nineteen Vulcan cannons, which are placed at the top of the city. There are about thirteen sniper crossbows, which are guarded in the imperial city. However, they are connected to each other and should be a powerful defense. The magic circle can combine the power between the two." Zhang Shou replied.
"This magic circle, combined with the Vulcan cannon and the sniper crossbow, is enough to kill a strong man who has transcended the realm." The palace master directly commented on the result.
Then, he continued: "If he can be allowed to build a complete formation, even the land gods can give it a try. However, there is no time, and there are no corresponding materials in the lower world."
"In this battle, if she had not come, Zhu You would have been able to win, but if she had come, it would have been difficult."
Hearing this, Zhang Shou was slightly startled and quickly asked: "Palace Master, who is she?"
"Chu Yang's biological mother, the Empress of the Ming Dynasty who faked her death and escaped... Chu Yingqiu." The palace master's eyes flickered and he answered slowly.
"Palace Master, what is the strength of this queen?" Zhang Shou was also extremely surprised. He also felt extremely unfamiliar with this queen who had died long ago.
We've met before but can't remember what she looks like?