Chapter 84: Punch the Emperor!
Early morning.
There was a thunderstorm yesterday. Fortunately, it did not last too long, otherwise those guys from the Imperial Observatory would have lost their heads.
The world washed by rain is spotless, the clear blue sky hangs high above, and a red sun rises without much warmth, hanging high in the distant and unreachable horizon.
Early in the morning, large numbers of imperial guards had already set out.
Today is a big day.
It’s Emperor Zong Ming’s 60th birthday, and a grand ceremony will be held at the Wanshou Palace!
The most important affairs of a country are sacrifices and war!
Si refers to sacrifice, and Rong refers to war.
It happened to be the 60th birthday of Emperor Zong Ming, and there was war on the border. Whether it was to respond to the will of heaven and people or to respect heaven and cultivate oneself, it was time to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth and pray for the protection of the country.
On both sides of the street, people knelt down.
At first glance, everyone had a fair face and strong limbs.
The ground is still a little slippery after the rain. The smell of rain falling on the streets and in the soil is actually not pleasant. There is always a nauseating earthy smell. Only the cleansing of all things is worth seeing, which brings a lot of vitality and vigor to this midsummer.
At a certain moment, the calculated auspicious time finally arrived.
As the last drop of water fell into the clepsydra, a sound spread far and wide in the palace.
"The auspicious time has arrived, let's get going~"
On the thirty-two dragon carriages, the most honorable and noble Emperor Zong Ming was wearing a dragon robe woven with flowing cloud and flying moon silk. In the bright white, a real dragon outlined with golden silk seemed to come alive. With his every move, it rose and fell and twisted in the moonlight, looking extremely majestic.
It was the height of summer, and countless exotic flowers and plants had already filled the roadsides, which also served to separate the people from the others so that they would not offend the dragon. The soldiers in armor looked around, making sure that no one dared to overstep the boundaries.
On Chaotian Street, the avenue that leads directly to the imperial palace, the dragon carriage slowly arrived.
When the figure was seen from afar, the people on both sides of the road cheered in high spirits.
"Greetings to our Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
The sounds converged into a torrent, shaking the sky and the earth with overwhelming momentum.
At the back of the crowd, the obviously thinner people could hardly see what was happening on the road even if they tried to raise their heads.
As for the surrounding houses, taverns and inns, they were already guarded by soldiers and could not be resisted if they were temporarily recruited.
Not everyone has the opportunity to see the emperor's divine face. Even if ordinary people live in the imperial capital for their entire lives, they may not be able to even catch a glimpse of him from afar.
The son of a wealthy family is not allowed to sit in the hall, let alone the emperor who is respected by the whole world.
The emperor toured the streets and inspected the people.
Emperor Zong Ming also had a forced smile on his face as he looked at the people who were kneeling on the ground and dared not raise their heads.
On the royal carriage, Emperor Zong Ming sat on the dragon throne, looked around, listened to the thunderous sounds of respect, and nodded with satisfaction, but there was a bit of indifference in his eyes.
Ever since Jinyiwei commander Lu An died for unknown reasons, the amount of civilian news he could receive inevitably decreased significantly.
The new guy was not as handy as Lu An in using him, and he also kept handing over some inexplicable letters.
Thinking of the contents of the letter, Emperor Zong Ming, whose mood had finally improved a little, frowned slightly again.
There are bad people among the crowd!
How ridiculous it is that a group of fools could believe the words of those evil thieves who spread lies and mislead the public and raise the banner of rebellion!
Even the heavens bestowed upon him the opportunity to become an immortal because of his virtue, and the four-nation coalition's invasion was only an attempt to seize his merits.
It's fine that these fools are ungrateful, but there are actually people who think that the fault lies with him?
It's really true that each generation is worse than the previous one.
The dragon carriage was moving leisurely according to the scheduled itinerary, and Emperor Zong Ming's thoughts were racing.
As the morning sun shone down, a rainbow appeared in the sky, spanning the bridge between heaven and earth.
Auspicious!
An auspicious sign without any mistake! Seeing the rainbow in the sky, Emperor Zong Ming finally smiled again.
Foolish people are ungrateful, but God should understand his merits.
Who in the world could worship heaven and earth more than him? His power was enough to move mountains and fill the sea, and to change the constellations and move the stars. Even if there were hundreds of millions of people supporting him, it would still be far less than one ten-thousandth of his power.
The dragon carriage finally finished touring the imperial capital and headed towards the Wanshou Palace.
At the foot of Shoushan Mountain, there are countless palaces.
There was a little mist rising up, and the palace was faintly visible hidden in it, just like a fairyland on earth or a palace in heaven! On the imperial carriage, Emperor Zong Ming cast his eyes over.
The unspeakable expectation in his eyes made him feel much more proud and excited than when all the people bowed their heads, and it surged into his mind.
As an emperor on earth, he performs the deeds of ancient immortals and gods!
Such a paradise should belong to him.
Civil and military officials followed closely behind the dragon carriage. It was such an honor to be able to serve the king.
Unfortunately, there was only one person who was too eye-catching in the crowd. He was too tall and strong, more than a head taller than those around him.
Moreover, everyone was dressed in bright and gorgeous clothes, except for that man who was wearing a short brown cloth shirt and had a stern and cold expression.
Those who know understand that today is Emperor Zongming's 60th birthday, while those who don't know might think that today is Emperor Zongming's death anniversary! Who is he showing this ugly face to? Do he like to show off his uniqueness and concern for the country and the people?
On such a joyous day, all disasters and calamities should be put aside. How can it be your turn to flatter the emperor?
I don't know why the emperor would allow such an ungrateful person to receive this honor.
If his strength had not reached that of a martial arts master, all officials, high and low, would have given him a lecture.
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In front of the Wanshou Palace, the dragon carriage finally stopped.
Emperor Zong Ming began to worship heaven and earth according to the highest etiquette, praying for good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people.
The long and complicated ceremony is enough to make even the most patient person drowsy.
But there is no other way. Otherwise it would not be enough to demonstrate the royal majesty and respect for heaven and earth.
After all the cumbersome formalities were over, Emperor Zong Ming took this opportunity to suddenly begin to declare his own political achievements.
Including but not limited to the words such as "the people live in peace and security, the border always wins", etc., which you have heard so many times that your ears are callused.
The experienced civil and military officials knew exactly what he was going to do.
As expected.
When the last sentence praising virtues was finished, Emperor Zong Ming said again: "I shall be the emperor of the Nine Heavens, spreading the teachings and saving all living beings, mastering the merits and demerits of yin and yang, thinking of benevolence, the Purple Extreme Immortal, the One Yang Zhenren, Yuan Xu Xuan Ying, enlightening and subduing demons, and being loyal and filial. I shall have a foundation for eternity and protect the country for thousands of generations!"
Self-consecration.
The third time of self-consecration.
After the construction of the Wanshou Palace was completed, Emperor Wanshou was no longer satisfied and he had to go a step further.
On the altar, Emperor Zong Ming's eyes opened and closed, revealing his domineering aura.
Looking at the thousands of imperial guards and even civil and military officials below, it is not difficult to find one person who seems out of place at first glance.
Moqiu.
This dog presented the immortal stone but refused to be obedient.
But there is still a place where he can be used now.
Emperor Zong Ming said majestically: "Mo Qiu, come here."
When these words were spoken, all officials were shocked.
After the sacrifice, the first person to be summoned was Mo Qiu? Damn it, the disaster of the alchemist is going to happen again, right? Eunuch Fang quickly came to the side of Emperor Zong Ming and said very carefully: "Your Majesty, he is a martial arts master"
"Oh, so what if you're a master?" Emperor Zong Ming glanced at him coldly.
There is always someone who is the master, but the emperor is the only one!
Eunuch Fang was speechless and could only step aside.
Mo Qiu, who was summoned, stepped forward and stood five steps in front of Emperor Zong Ming. He neither greeted nor knelt, remaining silent.
Only those eyes made Emperor Zong Ming particularly unhappy.
That look reminded him of the rebellious grandson who had the audacity to scold him in the Yangxin Palace and who had absolutely no understanding of the principles of an emperor.
Even the emperor's grandson is like this, how much stronger can these common people with some strength be? They are just people who don't know how to be educated! It seems that it's time to teach the Mohists a lesson. Thinking of this in his heart, Emperor Zong Ming said without showing any expression, "Recently, there have been traitors in various places. The Mohists have always had the ambition to help the world, and you have won my trust. I heard that you have always wanted to promote the benefits of the world and eliminate the harm of the world? I give you this opportunity, don't let me down!"
"good."
Mo Qiu nodded and agreed, "As you wish."
As soon as the words fell, a punch flew over.
Promote the world’s benefits and eliminate the world’s harm, today is the day!
(End of this chapter)