The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

This feeling of timidity, the more the car goes forward, the more aggravated.

At first, I just heard the sound, it was very noisy, and then go forward, outside the glass window of the self-driving car, you can see the signs.

Both sides of the road are full of people.

Even when Emperor Hongzhi visited the five camps, he had never seen such a crowd.

Fortunately, these people did not rush to the road, but were by the side of the road properly. Although they were overcrowded, they never took a half step.

The driving officer was frightened.

They were outside the imperial car, and the impact they suffered was even greater. Seeing the flow of people who could not see their head at a glance, they were countless, and their scalp numb.

Even Liu Jian was miserable.

If any one is unruly, he rushes onto the road and causes chaos. The countless crowds of people will have to overwhelm His Majesty and himself. Once out of control, the consequences will be unimaginable.

But now, these officers and men in hand are simply not enough.

Even if the three thousand battalions and the five major battalions are transferred together, it will only cause greater confusion.

Liu Jianxin was about to jump into his throat.

Finally, these people became more and more clear, one by one face, there are honest intercourse, there is a look forward to the hope, and desperately like the impact of the region.

The young and powerful victims were all arranged by the students.

The victims along the road have been carefully selected by the trainees. These people usually behave well and perform well, and they have the strength. They formed a human wall and worked hard not to be scattered by the crowd.

At every short distance, there are students in it to deal with unexpected situations at any time.

Before the students organized, it was necessary to ensure that the news was kept secret and never disclosed. Until seven days ago, the notices were all sent out together. This led to the fact that it was too late even if someone tried to misbehave and wanted to arrange.

Without careful preparation, don't even think about mixing in.

Because each group, the people who can enter here, within the group, are very familiar with each other. The students know each one well, and the students lead the team into the field. On the outermost side, there are special patrol groups. It is a reliable candidate selected in the group.

The young Zhao Mu is a member of the group responsible for security.

More than ninety households in the group selected eleven people. The people selected were very excited. Zhao Mu was young, but his eyes were alive, and what happened nearby, he knew everything.

He was very grateful for the opportunity given by the trainees. Now he ca n’t follow the driving apprentice, because there are still two years before he is an adult. A small literacy class was set up in the group. Come to teach some basic methods of reading and writing. Occasionally, students will also serve as teachers.

Before the age of 16, they provided some simple meals in the literacy class. Especially for the orphans like him, there will be special care. The responsibility of the students is to solve the trouble and let them come to this strange environment. No way, they are both father and mother. For example, a few days ago, the students of this group ran to a garment workshop and discussed some scraps. The scraps are not worth much, and the workshop owner is too lazy to waste his thoughts and waste. Reprocessing is done manually. These Xishan College students do n’t look at the poor ones, but the workshop owners often keep a deep respect in their hearts. Even if there is no respect, you have to be afraid that there is a Call it Fang Jifan.

After taking back the scraps, he organized some women in this group to sew them up, so Zhao Mu put on the new clothes, and Zhao Mu was very happy to wear the new clothes. He saw the mighty driver coming from afar. Then he began to gesture to the big fool on the side.

Dasha is the biggest voice in the group.

According to the rules of the students, the people in the group all listened to his voice and acted according to the rules.

This group is at the front of the team.

After a team of Jin Wuwei rode a tall horse, they saw the Yucha, the Yudiaoliang painting building, and the carriage was very large, just like a moving hut.

At this time, Dasha's voice was like a casserole, and he wailed, "Long live my emperor!"

Then, dazed stunned, still want to shout something.

Zhao Mu tucked his sleeves, silly, don't shout, kneel.

The silly reacted, and clicked and knelt down.

So ... more than 90 households in this group, more than 200 people, shouted together: "Long live my emperor.

Then, they fell to the ground one after another.

These guys are all powerful.

A roar, like thunder on the ground.

Suddenly, even the equine horses were frightened, a little frightened, and cried.

The hundreds of officials around the imperial car were all scared.

What they did not expect was that this was just the beginning, not the end.

The first group bowed down, and the second group, with more than a hundred households in the latter part, also shouted: "Long live my emperor."

This voice, wave after wave, countless people, like the waves of the sea.

The sound formed a huge wave, and it was like a flame, going straight into the sky, as if at this moment, even nine days above, it was full of this sound.

This voice is everywhere for Emperor Hongzhi.

In the chariot, he held Zhu Zaimo's hand and was frightened first.

Especially the silly roar on the flat ground made his face white.

He grabbed Zhu Zaimo's hand.

Zhu Zaimo just laughed, young boy Lang, never knowing to die.

Afterwards, the emperor Hongzhi gradually settled his mind, and then came the face of consternation and surprise.

He is the emperor and has been working diligently for decades. I know too much what this means.

Even if the local parents and officials leave either side, Zuo Shuli claims that there are people giving away, but in fact, but dozens of hundreds of local gentry and scholars gathered together and took a universal umbrella. It's gone.

But now ...

call……

He let out a long breath.

How many people are there?

Long live the voice outside the car.

He worked hard towards the glass window. Outside the glass window, there were a group of people who could not be more real. They had dark skin and even teeth were black and yellow. Even if people put on new clothes because of these days, they also concealed Can't live in the "poor acid" in this new dress.

And at the next moment.

Emperor Hongzhi's heart almost jumped out.

His scalp is numb, and he has an indescribable feeling. This ... is what the real emperor should look like.

The people celebrated and lived forever.

Compared with his elder brother rushing to Mount Tai, he emperor Hongzhi felt that the so-called Mount Tai was too small, so small that Emperor Hongzhi has now become a thing not worth boasting.

And all of this ... is enough to make Emperor Hongzhi brag about his life. In the past dynasties, can there be emperors? Even the Emperor Qin and Han Wu had such knowledge.

Throughout the dynasties, I hung them up and beat them.

The great ancestors of this dynasty expelled the captives, restored the Central Plains, and even regained the land of Yanyun, which had fallen for nearly a thousand years. ,but……

Of course, the emperor Hongzhi did not continue but went on, they were their fathers and ancestors.

The royal car is still going through, and the countless crowds still can't see the end.

Zhu Zaimo held the hand of the grandfather and said, "Father, these people are all praising the father."

That's not okay.

Say ...

From his pride, Emperor Hongzhi suddenly felt his eyes wet.

This kind of feeling is logically difficult to make the emperor feel moved.

Emperor Hongzhi can be different.

When he was young, he experienced too many ups and downs in his life, his own biological mother was also killed, and was carefully guarded by an unknown person to grow up, wind and rain, hitting small, he had seen his father during his adult life. When the emperor was in power, the palace was ugly. Because of this, he was motivated from an early age to become a generation of monarchs.

Therefore, after he ascended the throne, he was exhausted, and every day from morning till night, he worked tirelessly to read and play. Others were on three days and once, meeting with the minister to discuss national affairs. He did n’t think it was enough. He changed it to one day a day. That ’s why he still could n’t fully understand the big things. So he changed to three days a day. He met countless people every day and ignored each book. There is no perfunctory, he is afraid of his negligence, and wrong things, any possible omission, may make many people ruined.

For decades, he persevered.

What did it do?

Unclear.

Perhaps it was hope that he would not be like the first emperor; perhaps, deep down in his heart, he was really eager to govern a peaceful world and let countless people live and work in peace. But here, why didn't he want to leave a name for Qing Shi, to be admired by future generations? Even ... if we say selfishness, we must hope that Daming Jiangshan can be stabilized, and that our children and grandchildren can be shielded by their own shade and have no worries ever since.

And now ...

Over the past few decades, he has been frustrated, frustrated, and has made many mistakes. He even sometimes thinks about the meaning of his perseverance. This world is still full of holes, no In the same way, is the improvement of the lives of the people limited?

just…………

At this moment ~ www.readwn.com ~ Emperor Hongzhi's tears were twirling in his eyes, and finally, the tears rushed down in disappointment.

The hot tears dripped down, and he finally understood that all this ... was worth it.

In this world, is it not the accumulation of less than the accumulation?

Emperor Hongzhi certainly understands that in this tribute to the long live of my emperor, there will inevitably be elements that the people instigated.

But at this moment, he believed that the long live my emperor they called out was still from the heart.

Seeing the grandpa crying, Zhu Zaimo took the veil and gave it to Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi took it and wiped the tears. Between his temples, many Huafas have been bred. This cry, the whole person is like an old man with a wind and candle. He can't help but say: "Good, good, really good. "

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