Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 168 The Public Sacrifice Ceremony (First Order)

The next day, New Year's Eve.

It was a cold day in June and September, the north wind was whimpering, and the sky was full of dark clouds.

The East and West Chang'an Streets were crowded with people, and countless people, both men and women, were dressed in ragged clothes or coarse cloth gowns, looking forward to it.

Because today, the emperor of the Ming Empire will go out of the imperial city to hold a public sacrifice at the Monument of Heroes, and commemorate the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who died fighting for the country.

Soldiers from the Wucheng Bingma Division wore armor to maintain the order of Chang'an Avenue, and worked hard to keep the situation under control.

But there are too many people, almost half of the people in the capital are gathered on this centuries-old street.

After all, the emperor is a rare thing, and the emperors of the Ming Dynasty rarely went out of the imperial city. The common people wanted to see what the emperor looked like, more than the public sacrifice itself.

At three o'clock in the morning, within the defensive circle formed by the soldiers and horses of the five cities, Jin Yiwei dispatched, not only forming a line of defense within the soldiers and horses of the five cities, but even the houses on both sides of the street were equipped with soldiers and guards of Jin Yiwei.

At the suggestion of Liu Hongjian, Marquis of Anguo, the commemoration of the heroes of the Ming Dynasty will be open to the common people.

Even public sacrifices are the same. Daming is not the Ming of one person, but the Ming of the whole world. Everyone should know that their stable lives were bought with the blood of these dead heroes.

People's hearts are made of flesh, even the common people who can't read big characters should know what these dead heroic spirits are for.

Jin Yiwei all wore mandarin ducks and battle jackets, and even among the common people there were many casual clothes. Once they found someone suspicious, they would be taken away immediately for interrogation.

This was the first time that the Ming emperor held a public sacrifice, and it was necessary to make a good start, and there was no room for any mistakes. Liu Hongjian had already issued a death order to Liang Yang last night.

It is better to catch a thousand by mistake than to let one go.

As soon as the time came, there was a mighty sound of horns from the imperial city, and Chongzhen's Luanjia drove from the Huangji Hall. After Luanjia, there were the descendants of the nobles of the Ming Dynasty, and after that came the courtiers in court uniforms.

And Liu Hongjian and several elders were fortunate to accompany Luanjia.

Go out of Meridian Gate, pass Chengtian Gate, step into the long imperial road, and exit Daming Gate, which is Chang'an Street.

Three hundred red-helmet generals from the [-]-battalion walked first, followed by three hundred Mingjia generals, the avant-garde sword officers of the government army, and Jinyiwei Dahan generals before the imperial chariot.

Thousands of guards are all in bright clothes and armor, and around the imperial chariot are a hundred sergeants carefully selected from thousands of households in Longevity Mountain, most of them are young men with military positions.

The 20 people in the front row were carrying AKMs on their backs, and the rest were wearing standard sabers around their waists, and their dark military uniforms were lined with chain mail. The faces of the teenagers were all serious, or chilling.

Because in front, under the majestic stele of heroes, the ashes of their robes are scattered, and there are their brothers who died in battle.

The imperial chariot stopped a hundred steps away from the stele of heroes, and Chongzhen, dressed in a crown suit, walked out of the imperial chariot.

"Long live my emperor!" The people on both sides of Chang'an Avenue knelt down like waves.

Without the command of the Taichang Temple officials, these illiterate common people fell to their knees in unison, shouting long live!

The eye sockets of many people are even moist, because 90.00% of the people have never seen the emperor, and they have never expected to see Longyan in their lifetime.

This is the emperor of Ming Dynasty, their emperor, the emperor shared by tens of millions of Ming people, and the emperor respected by their ancestors for generations.

Chongzhen went first, followed by cabinet members, dignitaries, and hundreds of officials, who went to the front of the monument.

There are stone steps about one foot high around the heroic monument. The whole heroic monument is carved out of granite, about four feet high, nine feet wide, and five feet thick.

In order to rush to build the heroic monument, the Ministry of Industry sent hundreds of skilled craftsmen and thousands of strong people to finish the work before New Year's Eve.

There is a stone gate under the stele, which enshrines the roster of soldiers who died in battle with names and surnames in all dynasties.

On the front of the stele are the seven characters "Monument of Heroes of the Ming Empire", written by Fang Yuegong, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion.

The inscription on the back of the stele reads: Over the past seven years, the Ming soldiers and people who died fighting against foreign humiliation and pacifying local rebellions are immortal!

Over the past 17 years, the Ming soldiers and people who died in resisting foreign humiliation and pacifying local rebellions are immortal!

This can be traced back to more than 270 years ago. Since then, in order to expel the Tartars and restore China, the soldiers and people of the Ming Dynasty who died in previous battles are immortal!

This inscription was written by Liu Hongjian, Marquis of Anguo in the Ming Dynasty. 17 years is the number of years since Emperor Chongzhen succeeded to the throne.

In order to allow ordinary people with little talent to understand, Liu Hongjian chose vernacular Chinese over all opinions.

There have been officials from Taichang Temple waiting around, and various tributes are also placed in front of the stele.

Emperor Chongzhen climbed to the top in the howling cold wind, bowed respectfully to the monument of heroes, and said solemnly:

"Heir of the Son of Heaven would like to declare to the heroes of the Ming Dynasty: In the past, they were ordered by the heavens, and they were kings one after another. As for the report, the heaven and the earth are specially worshipped, only the emperor and the heroic spirits come to Xinlaige. Enjoy!"

At this point, Chongzhen's voice instantly became high-pitched and cold.

"The world is vast, and the Great Ming is vast.

The people are in chaos, and half of the country is in ruins.

Begging to live to protect the family, there is Ran Tianwang.

But the martyrs are blood-stained on the battlefield.

The restoration of China is due to the founding of the emperor.

The ancestors competed for the deer, listed in the frontiers of our country.

Xuanwei Zhu Han, Wei Wei court.

The vassals descended from the west, and the Japanese invaded in Dongping.

All directions come to court, and all nations look up to them.

Those who are not of my race have a bad heart.

Barbarians sly Xia, bandits treacherous Chang.

Offend my Liao soil, split the soil and cut the border.

So far, the legacy is incomplete.

The ancestors protect and protect the nine sides.

Whether or not Tai Chi comes, goodness descends from heaven.

The iron warrior of the Ming Dynasty, Yu Lie drove the horse.

The rivers and mountains of the old days are back to their admiration.

The heroes and martyrs will be admired by all generations.

Send officials to offer sacrifices, and God will learn from them.

The emperor sincerely offers, and Fu Wei still enjoys it. "

The worship officer of Taichang Temple shouted: "All the ministers pay homage!".

"Heroic souls and martyrs, all generations pay respects.

The name will last forever, and it will last forever.

Great Ming Dynasty, Wenzhi Wuchang.

Hundreds of officials offer sacrifices, and the gods learn from them.

Our generation sincerely offers, Fu Wei still enjoys. "

All the ministers knelt in front of the stele and offered sacrifices in unison.

Under the Monument of Heroes, apart from Emperor Chongzhen and the necessary guards, all the ministers and common people knelt down to worship the emperor and the Monument of Heroes. At some point, the cloud cleared.

The weak sun passed through the clouds and shone on the stele of heroes, on Chongzhen and the officials, and on the kneeling common people. It was like an auspicious auspicious beam, shining on everyone full of strength.

The entire public sacrifice ceremony was carried out in an orderly manner. After the ceremony, Emperor Chongzhen returned to the imperial city on the imperial chariot, and all the officials also returned to their mansions.

There are only [-] sergeants of the Jingying Battalion under the monument of the heroes of Nuoda, and they will be responsible for guarding the monument of heroes.

According to the holy order, the people will be allowed to pay homage to the stele of heroes and heroes, and the soldiers of the Beijing camp will be guarded on a monthly basis.

Half an hour later, the people on both sides of Chang'an Avenue, whether they were watching the excitement or those whose children had died in battle, gradually dispersed.

Chang'an Avenue has regained its former tranquility. It is foreseeable that after a few hours, both sides of the street will be filled with lanterns.

Because, it's the Chinese New Year!
PS: Hanhan's code words are inherently slow, and this chapter is especially labor-intensive. I would like to use this chapter to commemorate the thousands of heroes who died fighting for the country!
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