The scene that Duke Cao Guo witnessed under the archery tower at the city gate shocked the officials.
Immediately afterwards, the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunxi, who had changed his clothes, shocked the courtiers.
Today, I followed Zhu Yunxi to watch the ceremony. In addition to the noble princes and nobles who founded Huaixi, there were also cabinet ministers from the Ming Dynasty, a group of bachelors from the Hanlin Academy, and many historians.
At this moment, Zhu Yunxi took off his red gold dragon robe and put on a blue waisted dragon robe. The jade belt around his waist was also removed and replaced with a plopped cloth belt.
What moved the officials the most was that the emperor's grandson wrapped a white cloth belt around his waist as he walked.
"The Emperor's Grandson... is he going to pay tribute to the soldiers who died in battle?"
Almost instantly, the Hanlin scholars, headed by Liu Sanwu, all knelt in front of Zhu Yunxi.
"No, Your Highness! You are the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty and the future emperor, how can you...?" Liu Sanwu kowtowed and said, "The king of heaven and earth is his own teacher, and the king and father are above, how can you do this?
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Zhu Yunxi was blocked, looked at the people in front of him, and said calmly, "Gu Xian was the Erlang of the Ming Dynasty, and then the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty. Only half of the tens of thousands of people who went out to conquer the war triumphantly, they died for the Ming Dynasty, generously and fiercely. I paid tribute to them, and again
Why not?"
"It's okay to pay homage, but not like this!" Liu Sanwu said loudly, "You are the king's father. Since ancient times, there have been no rules, let alone such etiquette. Where does your highness put the people of the world?"
"Shut up!" Wu Dinghou Guo Ying, a noble warrior on one side, who looked like a good guy with all white hair and beard, said angrily, "How do you, Your Highness, behave? Do you want scholars like you to make noises?"
Liu Sanwu didn't even look over there, and continued to walk forward on his knees, "Your Highness, you are at odds with Li!"
"In your heart, is the gift of death greater than the death of the person?" Zhu Yunxi looked at him, "Master, father, father? Father is not what he says, but what he does!" As he said that, he bypassed the other party and said,
Walking down, he said loudly, "Not only do I have to pay homage to them, I also have to carry their coffins!"
As he said that, he stopped on the stairs and looked back at the ministers, his eyes a little bloodshot, "They were sent to fight for the country by a single imperial edict, and now..."
"Your Highness! This is not allowed!"
The ministers are very anxious, especially the Hanlin bachelors and others.
Zhu Yunxi's move directly shattered their long-standing views on hierarchy and etiquette.
"Your Highness!" Liu Sanwu stepped forward quickly, and in desperation he actually wanted to reach out and pull Zhu Yunxi.
But the next second, his hand was tightly grasped by a pair of iron hands, making a rattling sound.
Guo Ying looked at them with a sneer and said, "A bunch of lousy scholars who only know how to sell their mouths have no human touch at all!"
"Marquis Wu Ding, I am a minister of the imperial court, how dare you insult me?" Liu Sanwu was furious and glared unwilling to be outdone.
Guo Ying slowly let go of his hand, walked to the railing, looked at the team under the city, and said slowly, "What His Highness did today, the Emperor also did back then!"
One sentence instantly reminded all the distinguished guests present of the past, and their faces became excited.
"Back then, hundreds of thousands of people from Chen Youliang came to attack us, but everyone said they couldn't beat us. Some said to escape, others said to surrender, but it was the emperor who said that we must fight. So I waited for my sons to ambush Chen Youliang's 200,000 troops in Heilong Bay!"
Guo Ying turned around, his eyes bright, "In that battle, we were just outside Yingtian City, and we killed Chen Youliang's army completely. But in that battle, the men we were waiting for also suffered heavy losses!"
"Although Chen Youliang suffered a defeat, he still has a hundred thousand troops under his command. And if one of us dies, we will lose one!"
"That day, I led people to carry the son who died in the battle into the city, and the emperor was guarding the city gate!"
"He watched with his own eyes the brothers who died in the battle, being carried in one by one. He was wearing a white mourning garment!"
Speaking of this, Guo Ying's voice turned into a cry, "His Royal Highness Taisun is of my Huaixi bloodline and a descendant of the warriors. Why not be a filial piety to the warriors of the Ming Dynasty to show mourning and honor?"
The officials were silent. Perhaps they were infallible leaders in learning and writing, and they were talented men with extensive knowledge. But they did not understand this, the most direct and powerful way of expressing emotions.
In fact, they have never understood that they know how to be officials and herdsmen. But they do not understand why the powerful Dayuan was overthrown by a group of mud-legged people. They understand the superiority and inferiority of superiors and subordinates, and they also understand that water can carry a boat, but they do not understand what real human touch is
Son.
"Brothers!" Cao Zhen, Marquis of Jingchuan, shouted with a smile on his face, "The young master has gone down, let's not be idle anymore!"
"Let's go!" Wuding Marquis Guo Ying took off the crown on his head and laughed loudly, "Let's go pick up those men who died in the battle!"
"Walk!"
Zhu Yunxi had just walked halfway when he heard rapid footsteps behind him.
Looking back, dozens of gray-haired veterans also took off their python robes, wearing only close-fitting white clothes, and followed him down the river.
Zhu Yunxi nodded and strode down.
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One by one, the coffins were carried slowly to the city gate.
The surrounding people, government officials, and guards watched in silence.
On those crude coffins, the names of the war dead were carved with knives, their birthplaces, places of origin, and ages. The war dead were all under the age of ten.
"How can their mothers live?" In the crowd, a woman couldn't hold back her voice and cried out.
The person who died was the son who had been raised by his parents and had high hopes for him, the husband whose wife was looking forward to his return, and the father whose children wanted to hold his big hand and ride on his neck with a smile.
Now, they have turned into cold corpses.
"My Imperial Highness, Yang Shiqi, is here today to pay my respects to the heroes of the Ming Dynasty!" Among the crowd, a young man like you, a scholar, prostrated himself with tears in his eyes and shouted loudly, "My man generously died in the army, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers are safe for the world!"
He shouted and continued to worship, "Send the heroes of the Ming Dynasty home!"
"Send the heroes home!" I don't know which of the government servants yelled, and then the voices merged into one, resounding through the sky, shocking the world.
The soldiers who carried the coffin couldn't help but shed tears. They nodded to the roaring crowd and gently patted the wooden poles on their shoulders.
As if to say, "Brother, have you seen it? The people are cheering for you!"
At this moment, the team in front suddenly stopped unexpectedly.
The cheers on the long street also stopped suddenly.
"The grandson of the Emperor has arrived!" Hundreds of Yulin guards shouted loudly, and Zhu Xiongying's figure appeared at the city gate and on the long street.
The dazzling dragon flag represented the supreme authority, and the people on both sides of the road bowed down like waves of wheat.
Li Jinglong took a few steps forward in panic, knelt down and hugged Zhu Yunxi's thigh, "Your Highness, I am incompetent... I am incompetent... You entrust me with tens of thousands of horses...
....The result..." As he spoke, he broke down in tears and grabbed the ground with his head.
"Get up!" Zhu Yunxi pulled the other person up hard and slapped the other person's back hard, "Follow me, don't cry anymore!"
After saying that, he walked straight to the first row of wooden coffins being carried.
