In Yili City, there is indeed a large square, which is a hundred meters long and seventy or eighty meters wide.
To the north of the square, there is a huge seated Buddha, which is placed on a three-meter-high lotus platform. The overall height is almost 20 meters.
Under the current construction conditions, it is not easy to build a Buddha statue so high.
Since the surrounding area was under complete martial law, in the wide square, except for the soldiers standing guard in the distance, only Zhu Jinghong and several senior generals were left, as well as dozens of accompanying guards.
Standing in front of the Buddha statue, after observing it, Zhu Jinghong turned around and said to everyone: "It is very different from the Buddha statues in our pass!"
Only listened to the general soldier of Xiaoyong camp. Guanglu said: "Your Highness, if there is a lot of help, there will be little help, and the thieves and soldiers will do the opposite... No matter how high the Buddha statue is built, the gods and Buddhas in the sky will not bless them!"
Qinghai Xingdu Sidu Commander Yang Longshan Then he responded: "This is absolutely true. These traitors... Others say that this clay Buddha will not escape destruction even if a golden Buddha is built!"
The rest of the people discussed it. At that time, he followed Zhu Jinghong and walked twice around the Buddha.
At this moment, a guard quickly ran over and announced that a painter from the Rakshasa Kingdom was here.
When they occupied Ili this time, the Ming army captured a lot, including various craftsmen, and of course painters from the Rakshasa Kingdom.
These people's oil painting skills are extremely high, so Zhu Jinghong summoned these people to draw pictures. This group of people were just above and below the city gate, observing the grand scene when the Ming army entered the city. They had to draw these scenes.
The two painters who were recruited at this time were specifically here to paint Zhu Jinghong's portraits. One was on the square, and the other was in the palace.
Under Zhu Jinghong's greeting, several generals present took up positions. There was no doubt that Zhu Jinghong was standing in position C.
At this time, he put his hands in front of him, looking particularly humble and kind compared to the generals who held their chests high, supported their waists, and pressed their swords.
Everyone kept this posture and stood at the scene for nearly five minutes, allowing the painter to complete the basic draft. The actual painting and coloring came later.
After finishing the painting here, Zhu Jinghong led his team to the palace again, and then did the same thing outside the palace gate.
In order to leave something memorable, he took great pains.
After the painting in front of the palace ended, Zhu Jinghong led everyone towards the palace, observing the surroundings while talking.
When he came to the so-called main hall in the depths of the palace and looked at the palace on the steps in front, Zhu Jinghong asked: "Everyone, I'm afraid there are only a few people who have come here for thousands of years!"
It is true that there are not many people, but if we really want to discuss it in detail, there are probably only a few.
It was just that a few people present sized up the situation and knew that bringing it up now was just adding to the trouble, so they all praised Zhu Jinghong.
"His Royal Highness is able to strategize and win decisively thousands of miles away. Throughout the ages...no one can match him!"
"Even the champion prince of the Han Dynasty was inferior to His Highness..."
Everyone was touting Zhu Jinghong and his entourage. wide open.
At first glance, it feels very messy, with various utensils and decorations scattered inside, which is in line with the atmosphere of a defeated country.
Everyone followed Zhu Jinghong into the palace. The magnificent decoration inside was really eye-opening.
It’s a pity that because of the coup, some decorative objects were knocked down and some valuable things were taken away, otherwise it would be a different story.
"Your Highness, there is a painting on the ground!"
Hearing the reminder, Zhu Jinghong looked over and saw that there was indeed a scroll of painting on the ground, and it was partially opened.
There shouldn't be such a scroll in this place. Zhu Jinghong probably thought that someone wanted to follow it, but he panicked and dropped it on the ground.
Seeing that Zhu Jinghong was interested in the painting, the speaking commander Geng Zonggui quickly picked up the painting, and then Shi Qian stepped forward and cooperated with him to open the scroll.
Zhu Jinghong originally thought it was an authentic ancient painting, but he thought he had missed it when he picked it up today. When he took a closer look, he discovered that it was made by a modern person.
The painting style is an ancient painting from the Ming Dynasty. The content is that there is a man in Junggar costume standing at the top of the city. He remains unmoved in the face of the wind and snow. He is holding his sword and looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance. There is a chilling atmosphere. Coming at you.
"Your Highness...there is another poem here!" Wang Ziteng squeezed over and said.
The writing was a bit "sloppy". Zhu Jinghong was afraid that he would pronounce it wrong, so he took a step back and asked, "Read it and listen!"
Wang Ziteng read it again and also He found it difficult to identify, but he still bit the bullet and said: "Come out from the east...Fight the evil...Ming..."
After reading the last word, Wang Ziteng was startled and looked to the side. Zhu Jinghong felt relieved when he saw that he didn't move.
After secretly scolding Agula as a bastard, Wang Ziteng continued: "There are no regrets in victory or defeat..."
"Snowy mountains have been cold for thousands of years, but only moist... Heroes are brave! "
"The signature is...I don't recognize it, but writing poems in such a tone, I guess it's the traitor Agula!" Wang Ziteng said, hiding his embarrassment.
Moving closer again, and after scanning the entire picture, Zhu Jinghong said: "Heroes are brave...and so unique and romantic!"
At this time , no matter what Zhu Jinghong says, everyone will just agree, which is in line with their usual style.
"Your Highness, this is a counter-poem and should be destroyed!" Yang Longshan suggested.
Zhu Jinghong smiled and said: "No need... Junggar is almost gone, why are we afraid of a piece of paper from him?"
"Have someone put it away and I will take it back... ...Show it to the old man!"
The enemy has been defeated. The louder the noise before, the more powerful it is.
Geng Zonggui put away the scroll, and at this moment Shi Qian asked: "Your Highness... is the celebration banquet tomorrow night scheduled here?"
"This place is spacious, so this is the place!" Zhu Jinghong said.
With such a great victory this time, how could we not hold a celebration banquet? The whole army was waiting for this day.
Of course it’s not for the feast of wine and meat, but for the reward after the celebration banquet. This is what everyone cares about the most.
While touring, Zhu Jinghong visited with everyone. At this time, someone reported that the nobles of Junggar came to pay their respects.
In fact, during this period of time, all the nobles of Junggar wanted to see Zhu Jinghong.
The guilty hope to escape guilt, the ambitious want to seize power, and the less ambitious also want to gain a position in the new dynasty.
As for the disposal of Junggar, Zhu Jinghong had long ago asked for an order, and the emperor had approved it many times.
First of all, Anxi Xingdusi will be moved to Jinghe, and part of its original jurisdiction will be handed over to Anbeixingdusi.
Secondly, Junggar will be split, probably into five or six kingdoms, two to the north of the Tianshan Mountains, and three to four small kingdoms to the south.
Zhu Jinghong had no intention of hiding this news. After being discovered by the Junggar nobles, these people's thoughts would naturally become vivid.
There is a general plan on how to unpack Zhu Xianming, but the details still need to be implemented by Zhu Jinghong, so those Junggars will come to curry favor.
Zhu Jinghong has not met these people, and he does not plan to meet them in the past half month. Instead, he wants to know more about them before summoning these people for questioning alone.
After visiting the palace, Zhu Jinghong left the city and still chose to live in the military camp. This made it easier for him to handle his own affairs. After all, the command posts of all the guards were outside the city.
Another day passed in the blink of an eye, and it was September 24th. Today was the time to hold a celebration banquet.
According to Zhu Jinghong’s request, all the guards’ deputy 1,000 households and above, the Beijing Camp’s 1,000 generals and above, and the guards’ commanders and chief ministers above, can participate in this celebration banquet.
In addition, officers and even soldiers who have made major meritorious services are also given fifty and one hundred places respectively.
Yes, even the most ordinary soldiers can have a hundred people attending the banquet. Zhu Jinghong really considered everything.
The sun was setting in the west. After handling the day's affairs, Zhu Jinghong changed into his prince's robes at Nuo Min's reminder.
Getting in the car, Zhu Jinghong went to Yili City under the escort of a large number of guards.
Every place he passed along the way was guarded by soldiers, and martial law was cleared an hour in advance.
About ten minutes later, Zhu Jinghong arrived outside the palace.
At this time, all the generals and soldiers participating in the banquet have arrived in advance to wait. At this moment, everyone is in the palace, and only a few senior generals came out to greet them.
Others also wanted to come out to greet him, but that would inevitably cause chaos at the scene, so Zhu Jinghong said hello in advance and only asked the prince to come out to greet him.
"Welcome Your Highness!"
"Yes!"
Zhu Jinghong responded, then jumped out of the carriage, took off the Yishan crown on his head, and handed it to Liu Chen who was accompanying him.
"You all came early. Is everyone here?" Zhu Jinghong asked with a smile and stepped forward.
Yang Longshan was the most senior, so he stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, everyone is here, and they are all looking forward to you coming to the banquet!"
Walk up to the crowd Approaching, Zhu Jinghong said with a smile: "General Yang, what you said... is because I am late!"
"How dare you, a humble minister!" Yang Longshan replied.
Then Zhu Jinghong walked into the palace surrounded by generals.
The soldiers on guard along the way all saluted and said hello. Along the way, they used words such as "See Your Highness", "Your Highness Wan'an", "Your Highness Thousand Years Old" and so on.
Soon, Zhu Jinghong and his party arrived outside the main hall. Dozens of banquet tables had been set up in the square outside the hall, and the junior officers and soldiers participating in the banquet were here.
In order to welcome Zhu Jinghong, these people had lined up on both sides in advance. When Zhu Jinghong appeared, they all bowed and paid homage.
Standing at the entrance of the palace, looking forward, he saw the people who came to greet him from the steps down to the main hall. At this moment, all of them had respectful faces and enthusiastic eyes.
With a calm expression, Zhu Jinghong slowly passed through the crowd. The sound of worshipers was still coming, even though Zhu Jinghong had asked them to leave.
"Your Highness is a thousand years old..."
"Your Majesty, good luck..."
"Your Highness, good night..."
Hearing these words , Zhu Jinghong smiled slightly and just nodded from time to time.
Had he not experienced so many things, it would have been difficult to control these murderous generals and soldiers and simply walk under the gaze of these people.
For someone like him who can take a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, there is only one emperor in the world besides him.
After entering the main hall through the "Royal Road" outside, the official ranks of the people inside will be higher, starting with the first level of the Guard Commander.
Of course, Mongolian, Jurchen, and Tibetan generals with sufficient ranks were also invited to welcome Zhu Jinghong's arrival along with others.
The atmosphere inside and outside was so warm that it is simply difficult to describe.
Wherever Zhu Jinghong goes, there will be cheers, and everyone is expressing the joy of the victory. This battle will be an unforgettable conversation piece for everyone.
Along the way, Zhu Jinghong saw Hou Jing, Wang Jie, Shi Chong, and even Li Chengyong. Facing the salutes and greetings of these people, he responded with a wave.
Finally, after passing all the warmly welcoming crowds, Zhu Jinghong came to the main seat in the north of the hall, where his table had been set up.
Except for him, all the generals in the palace from the third rank and above enjoy the treatment of a separate table, while the other generals are seated at a table of four.
After signaling everyone to sit down, Zhu Jinghong sat down in his seat, and at this moment Yang Longshan stood up.
HeHe was the host of today's banquet. He shouted to everyone: "Everyone, stand up!"
Everyone who had just sat down now stood up again, and then arranged their positions according to their grades. .
"Your Majesty... pay homage to His Highness!"
This is a formal salute. This is a procedural etiquette. Everyone was in high spirits at this moment and shouted what they just said again.
"Everyone, please get up and take a seat!"
After everyone sat down, Zhu Jinghong picked up the glass cup on the table and poured deep red wine into it.
He stood up and walked to the case. When he saw someone trying to get up, Zhu Jinghong motioned for them to sit down.
"You all...rely on the great blessings of the Holy One and the lives of the soldiers to achieve today's great victory!"
Lifting the wine glass high, Zhu Jinghong said boldly: "You all...defeat the enemy." Cheers, Army!"
Getting to the point, everyone smiled and stood up to raise their glasses to Zhu Jinghong.
"Cheers!"
Everyone drank it all in one gulp, and then Zhu Jinghong returned to his seat and waved for everyone to sit down.
With this first glass of wine, the celebration banquet officially begins.
After drinking three drinks in a row, everyone began to let themselves go, toasting and flattering each other.
Of course, it’s not just flattery. Many people have developed a deep friendship with each other through this six-month battle. It’s not easy to recall the past through tonight’s occasion.
But the person who received the most toasts was Zhu Jinghong, who was in charge, and they came one after another.
Fortunately, several staff officers accompanied him and blocked a lot of wine for him, so that he would not be too embarrassed.
While the banquet was in full swing, there were singing and dancing to add to the fun, which pushed the atmosphere to a climax;
Amidst the noise, Shi Chong, Hou Jing and Wang Jie arrived together. People around Zhu Jinghong once again offered him wine and congratulated him.
These three people are his trusted generals, and Zhu Jinghong naturally drank with them, and the conversation was very smooth.
The three of them drank but did not leave in a hurry. Instead, they gathered around Zhu Jinghong and talked about the previous wars. Thinking back on it, they still found it incredible.
While listening and nodding, the smile on Zhu Jinghong’s face never disappeared.
"Okay, okay, it hurts my ears to hear it. Come on, come on!" Zhu Jinghong waved his hand.
After being informed clearly by him, the three people left.
After a while, when the singing and dancing was at its most lively, Zhu Jinghong stood up and crossed the desk, picked up his wine glass and walked to the steps to stand.
Seeing that Zhu Jinghong had something to say, those who saw him immediately reminded his companions. Soon the scene became quiet and everyone faced the superior.
As for the dancing girl in the center of the hall, she had been driven away by the nearby general.
Thinking about the words he had already made up, Zhu Jinghong said sternly: "I... am a foolish person, but fortunately I was born into the royal family!"
"When I grow up, I will study in the Hanlin Academy.However, I found out that I am not the material, I only like to dance with guns and sticks..."
This is an old story. Most of the generals present are from the Dragon Guard, and can be regarded as Zhu Jinghong's playmates. , they all smiled when they heard this.
Of course they were also confused, what did Zhu Jinghong say about Shao Shi?
"I was thinking about it that day. Honor should not be wasted. From now on, travel in spring and summer, hunting in autumn and winter... enjoy your life happily and enjoy peace! ”
It actually seems a bit abrupt to talk about my childhood thoughts at this time. Smart people have realized that things are not simple.
Slowly walked down the steps and came to the center of the hall. Zhu Jinghong raised his glass and looked around at everyone: "Come...drink! "
Everyone drank it in one gulp, and then looked at Zhu Jinghong again.
Bringing the wine glass to the attendant Liu Chen, Zhu Jinghong continued: "I have been with the prince for ten years. When I went to Jinling, I encountered difficulties in suppressing the Japanese, so the prince asked me to take charge of the army... and defeated the Japanese pirates in one battle! "
Looking at the night in the main hall, Zhu Jinghong said with a look of sadness on his face: "My wish at the beginning was to write on the tombstone after my death: The tomb of a certain King Xi of the Ming Dynasty! ”
Everyone in the world avoids talking about life and death. At this time, Zhu Jinghong talked about his own “death” and even mentioned his so-called posthumous name. Moreover, it was still a posthumous name like “Xi”. Everyone present had to admire him.
Of course, if an ordinary person said this, it would definitely be considered as throwing away money.
At this moment, Zhu Jinghong changed the subject and said with a solemn expression. : "However, since the suppression of the Japanese pirates...the Holy One has ordered me to join the military plane! "
"Build guns and cannons, train new troops, pacify the northwest, pacify North Korea, defeat the Western barbarians..."
"Until now, we have traveled thousands of miles and defeated the eight countries... Entering the city of Yili! ”
Just three sentences, but it is a magnificent experience that is difficult to replicate. It can even be said that looking at ancient and modern times, it is difficult to find a few people who can match it.
After the words reached a climax , Zhu Jinghong raised his glass again, looked around at the crowd and said: "Now that the merits of our ministers have reached their peak, what hope is there of... returning?" ”
At this moment, everyone looked at Zhu Jinghong in the center of the hall. They felt that he was such a heroic man and thought that such a person was born to be a king.
After drinking with everyone, , Zhu Jinghong turned around and returned to his seat. After taking his seat, he motioned for everyone to return to their seats.
"After this battle, I will return to my true nature, live a stable life, and enjoy peace..."
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