I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 419 This credit is not unique to me, it belongs to the people of the world!

"Don't shake your hands and tnd, keep the camera steady, one pointing at the emperor, and the others follow the track to shoot all the ministers!"

On the wall of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, a middle-aged man held a walkie-talkie, observing the orders issued by the overall situation.

As far as he could see, a dozen men were seriously filming with old-fashioned video cameras on their shoulders.

These people are members of the Daming Royal Film and Television Department. Their department has just been established, and their main task is to film some important ceremonies or important meetings.

The instruments they used were also the world's first photographic equipment.

And these devices were brought out by Zhu Zhangui at the beginning of this year.

In addition to these, Zhu Zhangui also added a new piece of equipment to the army.

It's a pity that the all-out war will be over before these equipments are delivered to the army, and the performance of these advanced equipments will end before they appear in the world.

Zhu Zhangui walked to the microphone, put the manuscript in his hand on the imperial case, looked at the camera in front, and said in a gentle voice:

"It's been nearly two years since the last time I talked to you. I always want to find more time to chat with you and talk about the current development of our Daming, but I'm so busy that I haven't had a chance."

"Now, taking advantage of this great day, I will chat with the big guys."

Zhu Zhangui's gentle voice was transmitted through the microphone and radio equipment to all parts of the country and to the camps of the Front Army around the world.

The emperor's opening, which seemed to be a homely chatter, brought kind smiles to the faces of the common people and soldiers.

The impression that the emperor gave them was not majestic and high, but like their neighbors, which made them very friendly and fond of him.

People and soldiers don't know it, that's the way of the emperor.

There are ways to know when to be friendly, when to be ruthless, and when to be extremely majestic.

"I have a dream, a dream of a world where there is no barrier between races, kind and friendly, like brothers."

"I have a dream to spread the spiritual culture of our ancestors all over the world, so that everyone can understand the greatness of our Yanhuang."

"I have a dream that the world will no longer have wars, life and death, cruel massacres, and death in wars."

"I have a dream to let the world write a unified text and speak the same words, so that the big guys will not feel strange wherever they go."

When Zhu Zhangui uttered four dreams in a row, the pride in the eyes of the common people and soldiers became stronger and stronger.

These dreams that the emperor said have finally come true today.

Opening a page of manuscript in his hand, Zhu Zhangui continued: "I thought this dream might take many, many years, but I didn't expect it, you..."

Zhu Zhangui stretched out his hand to lead forward.

At this moment, the soldiers and civilians beside the trumpets seemed to see their emperor smiling and pointing at them.

"It's you lovely people who have worked tirelessly and killed the enemy without fear of life and death, and have accomplished all of this."

"Some people say that I am a great emperor. I have accomplished things that no emperor can accomplish."

"Actually, in my opinion, I am not worthy of such a high title at all."

"Without your hard work, how could I have so much food and supplies to support the soldiers in the war."

"Without you killing enemies for the country, even if I am the best in the world, I cannot conquer this world."

"So, the greatest thing is not me, the emperor who didn't do anything, but only talked about it, but you, the thousands of people and soldiers."

"You are the greatest. The great achievement of conquering the world was won by you with your hands and blood."

"As for me, I simply gathered your strength together to let you bloom the most beautiful light like fireworks."

Zhu Zhangui's praise made the common people and soldiers grin their mouths to the back of their heads.

Everyone scratched their heads, thinking happily in their hearts that they were so great.

Zhu Pangpang, who was sitting on the dragon chair behind, couldn't help nodding his head slightly when he heard his son's speech.

This brat was born to be an emperor.

When it's time to kill, kill decisively.

When it is time to be benevolent, he is simply a sage king through the ages.

Empress Dowager Zhang at the side, seeing her husband's gratifying smile, couldn't help reaching out and poking Zhu Pangpang.

"what?"

Zhu Pangpang glanced at her suspiciously, and Queen Mother Zhang smiled slightly, "I gave you such a good son, how should you repay me?"

Zhu Pangpang was speechless.

Did this bitch stop being a queen and not manage the harem, and started making fun of herself when she was idle and bored?

"I'll pinch your legs later, and thank you very much."

Empress Dowager Zhang gave him a blank look, "Come on, with your carrot finger, you'd better keep turning the pages."

Zhu Pangpang smiled awkwardly, noticed that someone was looking this way, and waved to his wife quickly, telling him not to talk and not to disturb Zhu Zhangui's speech.

"Now that the world is united and Kyushu has returned to our arms again, these dreams have finally come true."

"However, we cannot slack off, and the danger has never left us."

"As the saying goes: Keeping a business is more difficult than starting a business!"

"I need you to join me in keeping the fruits of our victory, and I need you to join me in keeping the hope of our children and grandchildren, so that victory will always belong to us only."

"Wansheng, Wansheng, Wansheng!"

All over the country, as well as soldiers from various armies, raised their arms and shouted.

To their emperor, to their emperor, to show their determination to guard the fruits of victory.

Hearing the cheers inside and outside the city, Zhu Zhangui nodded slightly, and after the cheers fell, he continued: "On this happy day, I won't waste everyone's time with nonsense."

"Next, I will announce three things!"

"First, the imperial court has decided to hold a victory parade on the tenth day of December this year. At that time, all armies and each legion will send a group of outstanding soldiers to participate in this military parade."

"Secondly, on the [-]th, a prisoner offering ceremony will be held to commemorate the great achievements made by our ancestors and our descendants."

"Thirdly, in order to celebrate this victory, the imperial court has decided that all people with household registration in Ming Dynasty will be exempted from all taxes except commercial tax for ten years as a celebration."

As soon as these three decisions were made, the common people and soldiers were ecstatic.

The common people were happy for the 10-year tax exemption, while the soldiers were excited, wondering if they could participate in this unparalleled victory celebration.

After announcing the court's decision, Zhu Zhangui nodded slightly, and returned to his dragon chair under the cheers of the ministers and the people.

After Zhu Zhangui was done well, Qian Qian, on behalf of the Ministry of War, announced the achievements and casualties of the all-out war, and focused on commending the meritorious personnel.

Yu Qian's speech was not as kind as Zhu Zhangui's, and his words were so official.

But the people and soldiers listened very seriously.

Whenever a certain achievement of the Ming army was mentioned, the common people were excited, and the soldiers in charge of the battle also raised their chins slightly and smiled proudly.

And when it came to the number of sacrifices, the common people sighed for a while, and those who had families as soldiers were even more frightened.

And when the names of people with meritorious service were read, the soldiers and family members whose names were read all jumped up excitedly and cheered loudly.

"In the first-line battle to wipe out the main force of the Western Alliance, our army gave birth to many heroes. Among them, the 3rd Battalion of the Pioneer is a battalion with important awards from the imperial court."

"They were not afraid of hardships, difficulties, and sacrifices. With a weak force of a few hundred people, they blocked the retreat of the Western Alliance's 10,000+ army."

"His Majesty was shocked when he heard that, and bestowed upon him the title of the No. [-] Battalion in the World!"

"Its battalion commander, Li Zhen, has made great achievements in leading the soldiers to defend against the enemy. After discussion between the emperor and the court, he sealed the town as a Marquis!"

"The remaining eight soldiers who survived will be awarded the title of Earl. Heroic Earl. They are..."

Daliu Village, Shuanghe County!

A woman in patched clothes, with two children in her arms, looked nervously at the loudspeaker from the farthest corner of the crowd.

Her husband had never sent a letter back since he joined the war, and she didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

But she had heard that her husband's chief was named Li Zhen.

So she was extremely nervous, for fear that her husband's name would not be on the list.

Because the old patriarch said just now, the next ones with names are all people who are still alive in this battalion, and those without names have naturally lost their lives on the battlefield.

In her nervousness, the voice of the Minister of the Ministry of War rang out from the loudspeaker.

"Yingzhou Mansion, Wang Zhen, Wangjia Village, Gaotang Township. Shangcheng Mansion, Liu An, Liujia Village! Jiutong Township..."

As the names were read out one by one, at the seventh time, there was still no name of her husband. The woman became more and more nervous, and her whole heart was raised in her throat.

"Shuanghe County, Qijia Town, Daliu Village, Liu Sanhu!"

When the last name was announced, the threshing floor, which had been discussing in a low voice, fell silent instantly.

All the people in Daliu Village stared at the woman who stood up excitedly and cried loudly while holding her two children.

"Well, Patriarch, I heard it right just now, my little tiger son has been granted uncle."

Sanhu's father, who was with the elders of the clan in front, looked to the side with a dazed expression. Just now he asked about the situation of the third son, and he liked to ignore the patriarch.

The patriarch was also stunned, and stood up and looked at the woman.

"Daughter-in-law of the Three Tigers, please don't cry, you are sure this is the Three Tigers, could it be the same name!"

Before the woman could speak, a young man stood up, "Grandpa patriarch must be right, the above said our county, our town and our village, and the only one in our village who went to serve as a soldier is Brother Sanhu, named Sanhu , should be right."

The woman who came out from the crowd was also excited and affirmed again and again, "You must be right, the patriarch. Before Sanhu set off, he sent back a letter. In the letter, he said that his chief is called Li Zhen. I heard that he is still the son of a great man."

"Hahaha, it seems that you are right!"

The old patriarch laughed out loud.

In the Liu clan, a big shot finally appeared.

Mother, that's an earl. After turning up several pages of Lao Liu's family tree, there was no nobleman, but now one finally appeared.

"Why are you still standing there, set off firecrackers quickly."

The patriarch who laughed, seeing that the people around him were laughing foolishly, immediately kicked his son next to him angrily.

His son was stunned for a moment, then he cupped his hands to Liu Sanhu's father and wife, and hurriedly went to set off firecrackers.

The sound of joyful firecrackers spread throughout the village, and they didn't care what was said on the loudspeaker next.

Everyone in the village surrounded Liu Sanhu's family and congratulated loudly.

Liu Sanhu's father was not stingy either, he directly asked his second son to go home and slaughter the pig, and the patriarch also generously brought out the drinks, held a big banquet, and celebrated fiercely.

Apart from Daliu Village, the same scene also appeared in many places.

This time the court really spent its blood.

According to gossip, after the end of this battle, the imperial court will entrust at least hundreds of nobles, including at least a dozen marquises.

At first, everyone thought it was an inspirational painting. After all, there were hundreds of nobles, how could the court be so generous.

However, the court really did what it said. Not only did it really entrust these nobles, but it also spread it all over the world through loudspeakers.

After Yu Qian, who was the minister of the Ministry of War, finished his report, the ministers of other departments also stepped forward one by one and reported the situation of their departments.

Also announced, in this war, the list of meritorious personnel who have made great contributions.

When all six parts were read out, the time had already reached noon.

Zhu Zhangui didn't keep everyone busy on today's big day.

It was announced that except for the left-behind staff, the others would go home to rest for half a day and prepare to participate in the celebration meeting in the evening.

In fact, Zhu Zhangui really wanted to give these officials who have been busy for two years without a break a vacation.

But when I think that there are still so many occupied territories and need to manage and arrange manpower, I can only make everyone work hard in my heart, and let everyone rest when they are completely stable.

"Father, go back and rest first, I'll go see grandpa!"

When he returned to the apse, Zhu Zhangui greeted his father and others who were chatting happily, then picked up the notice of the end of the war written by the imperial court, and went to the Taimiao.

Zhu Pangpang looked at his son's back, and wanted to go together, but was held back by his wife.

"What are you going to do? Give the child a separate space. He has a lot of things in his heart. Although we are his parents, no old man understands him. Let him have a good chat with the old man."

Zhu Pangpang was stunned, glanced at his wife, nodded and sat down.

When he came to the Taimiao, Hu Yu drove away everyone, and after Zhu Zhangui entered, he closed the gate and guarded it alone with a knife.

Entering the main hall, looking at the photos recovered from the portraits, Zhu Zhangui first offered incense to Lao Zhu and other ancestors, and finally came to the portrait of the old man.

Looking at the majestic and domineering photo, Zhu Zhangui stepped forward, picked up a towel and wiped it gently.

"Grandpa, the war is over and we have won a complete victory. From today onwards, the world will be covered by the sun and moon flag."

"I once told you that I want to build an empire on which the sun never sets, but you still laughed at me and said that it would be as difficult as reaching the sky to complete this achievement in one or two generations."

"But today I did it. Our grandparents and grandchildren for three generations have accomplished the most impossible goal, and accomplished something that all emperors, ancient and modern, dare not even think about."

Put the photos away and return to the fireside in front of the coffin.

Zhu Zhangui lit the proclamation of the end of the war in his hand.

"It's a pity that your old man didn't participate, otherwise you would definitely run to grandpa right now and show off fiercely."

Glancing at Lao Zhu's photo, Zhu Zhangui couldn't help chuckling thinking of what the old man would do if he was still alive.

Then he fell into a daze while watching the burning brazier, and after a long time, he sighed faintly.

"Actually, my grandson is not as happy as I thought. Instead, I am very scared. I am afraid that all this is just a dream. I am afraid that when I open my eyes, I will go back to the past again."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Zhangui sat quietly under the photo of the old man, staring at the roof of the Taimiao, in a daze.

(End of this chapter)