As the news of Ming's victory in the decisive battle in Jiangnan came, everyone in Guangzhou was plunged into a sea of joy.
Guangzhou Prefecture was the first state capital to surrender to the Ming Dynasty. In addition, Guangzhou was also the seat of the Ming Dynasty's supervisory office.
The people of Guangzhou Prefecture have a strong attachment to the Ming Dynasty!
Now that the Ming Dynasty can win the decisive battle in Jiangnan and regain Nanjing, most people in Guangzhou are happy.
On this day, almost all the wine and meat restaurants in Guangzhou were sold out.
Countless businessmen and people gathered together and cheered happily!
However, even in such a cheerful atmosphere, there is still some sadness.
Because everyone realized that now that the Battle of Jiangnan was over, the Ming Dynasty had regained Nanjing.
Then, Ming Dynasty will definitely move its capital to Nanjing!
At that time, Guangzhou will also lose its status as the superintendent of the country.
Whether it is actual benefits or false reputation, there will be losses.
The gentry and common people in Guangzhou are a little reluctant to give up, and that is right.
However, everyone knows that this matter cannot be changed!
Because the political status of Nanjing is really not comparable to that of Guangzhou!
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Luzon!
The decisive battle in Jiangnan ended at the end of the first month of the 20th year of Yongli. When the news reached Luzon, it would be the beginning of February.
When the news came that the Ming Dynasty had won a complete victory in the Battle of Jiangnan, countless people from all over Luzon were cheering and celebrating.
After Li Lingxiu heard the news, the smile on her face instantly bloomed.
He quickly clasped his hands together and whispered.
"Thank you Laojun, thank you Buddha, thank you Bodhisattva, thank you Mazu, thank you Dragon King... for your blessing!"
"Bless the husband of the good woman to be safe and everything goes well!"
It can be seen that Li Lingxiu's beliefs are very complex.
The Ming Dynasty's complete victory in the decisive battle in Yujiangnan reached Luzon, as well as Zhu Hongyu's order to take Li Lingxiu's mother and son to Beijing.
After hearing the news, Li Lingxiu excitedly hugged the child in her arms tightly and kissed the child several times on the face.
She even had the urge to cry with joy.
A long separation will only make missing you more pure!
This kind of emotion surged and couldn't be suppressed at all.
"Woooo..."
Li Lingxiu let out low sobs, and her mother gently patted her back to comfort her.
"Don't cry, don't cry!"
"What His Highness cares most about is you, Lingxiu. The decisive battle in Jiangnan is not over yet. The war situation in the mainland has just stabilized. Will His Highness take you and your children to Nanjing to enjoy your happiness?"
"..."
Li Lingxiu raised her head and said with a smile.
"Mother, I didn't cry!"
“It was tears of joy!”
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Mengla!
Li Dingguo, who stationed troops in Mengla and was ready to invade Yunnan at any time to coordinate with the Ming Dynasty, also received the news that the Battle of Jiangnan was over and the Ming army had won a complete victory.
Jiangnan was restored and Nanjing was recovered!
The main force of the Qing army going south was completely wiped out!
A piece of news is enough to shock people's hearts.
That night, Li Dingguo got extremely drunk at the celebration banquet.
In front of everyone, he kept talking.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty has really been restored! It has really been restored!"
"If you have a soul in heaven, it's time to rest in peace!"
Everyone knew that Li Dingguo was talking to Yongli's spirit in heaven.
There was a real sense of friendship between emperor and minister between Li Dingguo and Yongli.
The occurrence of the cursed water disaster made Li Dingguo feel that he was sorry for Yongli, and that feeling of guilt has been torturing Li Dingguo.
Now, the Ming Dynasty has regained Nanjing, and the liberation is imminent!
Li Dingguo is the most emotional person!
Now that the Ming Dynasty is about to be restored, Li Dingguo has lived up to Emperor Yongli's expectations.
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On February 2, the 20th year of Yongli in the Ming Dynasty, the dragon raised its head!
The atmosphere in Nanjing on this day was quite depressing!
Roads inside and outside the city were blocked by Ming army soldiers.
The sky is clear, and the sun hanging in the sky emits endless light and heat.
Zhu Hongyu's guard of honor for supervising the country set off from the imperial city and headed all the way to the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum outside Nanjing.
Behind his ceremonial guard were countless Ming army soldiers, escorting the prisoners of war captured by the Ming army who refused to surrender during the decisive battle in Jiangnan.
Just like Tuhai and others!
There was also a coffin in the team, and the coffin contained the body of Hong Chengchou.
Fortunately it is winter and the temperature is low enough.
If it had been summer, Hong Chengchou had been dead for a month, and his body would have rotted away long ago.
The team marched towards Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum in a mighty manner!
Along the way, many people spontaneously followed the team, wanting to go to Xiaoling to watch the fun.
There was still a long way to go, but Zhu Hongyu saw the gate tower of Xiaoling Mausoleum at a glance.
After taking a look at the dismounting stone next to him, Zhu Hongyu got off his horse, wore the uniform of a Ming Dynasty supervisor, and strode towards Xiaoling.
The robe he wore was generally similar to the emperor's robe, with the sun and moon on his shoulders, and a four-clawed dragon with teeth and claws embroidered on his chest.
In addition, there are a large number of vivid embroidery patterns of mountains, rivers, stars, insects, birds, animals, fish and insects on his uniform.
So clever that I don’t want to talk!
Wearing it on a person makes the body appear taller and taller, like a god descending to earth.
Compared with the emperor's uniform, there are only some subtle differences.
From a distance, it is impossible to tell the difference between the emperor's uniform and the supervisor's uniform.
As he got closer and closer to Xiaoling Mausoleum, Zhu Hongyu's originally calm mood gradually became turbulent.
On both sides of the royal road, a Ming army general stood solemnly and lined up far away.
The bright bayonets reflected the dazzling cold light under the sunlight.
Zhu Hongyu walked all the way to Zhu Yuanzhang's tombstone, respectfully offered incense, bowed down, and kowtowed, his heart full of solemnity.
Although he traveled through time, his last name was Zhu in his previous life, right?
Can you say that there was nothing wrong with the family five hundred years ago?
Maybe Comrade Lao Zhu is really the ancestor of his family!
Besides, even if he wasn't, it didn't matter. Zhu Hongyu still admired Zhu Yuanzhang, a national hero who "driving out the Tartars and restoring China" and an emperor throughout the ages.
After kowtowing, Zhu Hongyu began to recite prayers.
"The width of the heaven and the earth, the duration of the sun and the moon, the universe has been determined, and the destiny is unclear..."
"The destiny of the Ming Dynasty rose and fell, and the barbarians entered the Central Plains again and stole the world, and the Ming Dynasty fell."
"Today's unfilial descendants, Chu vassal Hong Yu raised troops from overseas, led his troops back, pacified Guangdong and Guangxi, went north to Jiangxi and Fujian, pacified Jiangnan, and recovered Nanjing..."
"I am here to pay my respects to the ancestors of heaven and earth, and hope that my ancestors will protect you!"
"..."
The atmosphere was solemn and solemn, and everyone remained quiet.
Only Zhu Hongyu's voice was left in the world.
After a long time, Zhu Hongyu's voice fell, and a burst of thunder sounded from the sky and the earth.
But the sky is still clear and clear!
This burst of thunder seemed like Zhu Yuanzhang was responding to Zhu Hongyu again.
Zhu Hongyu's eyes lit up, he bowed to the tombstone again, and then spoke.
"Bring a sacrifice!"
After Zhu Hongyu finished speaking, the order was passed outside.
"Bring a sacrifice!"
"Bring a sacrifice!"
"Bring a sacrifice!"
"..."
The sound continued to spread outwards, and a Ming Army soldier shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice getting louder and louder.