A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 816 Enthronement (1)

April seventeenth.

On the third day of Purdue Cihang's execution, and the second day after Lu Li returned to the mansion, officials from various ministries submitted their petitions one after another, imploring the new emperor to ascend the throne.

This is building momentum.

In history, many kings have done this. Among them, the most typical emperor who is closest to the present is Zhu Di, the emperor of Yongle. After he won the battle of Jingnan, he looked at the burned Fengtian Palace and cried loudly:

"Stupid nephew, Uncle Huang is here to help you get rid of the evil villains around you. Why do you do such stupid things?"

After crying for a while.

The generals who had been signaled a long time ago shouted one after another: "The country cannot be without a king for a day, please ask King Yan to be the master of the world! Long live!"

Then, thousands of troops and horses shouted in unison:

"Long live my emperor!"

Under such a battle, Zhu Di restrained his true thoughts and did not express his position immediately.

In the next few days, all the generals and ministers went to the imperial city to gather day and night, urging King Yan to ascend the throne as soon as possible, so as to bring peace to all people in the world.

After going back and forth like this three times, the king of Yan "reluctantly" agreed to the ministers and sat on the throne of emperor for the sake of the people of the world.

But this change of dynasty, the path is actually the same.

The civil and military ministers put forward their petitions one after another, asking Lu Li to establish a new dynasty. Then, they put on the most solemn court clothes and walked on the street so that the public could clearly see their attitudes. ceremony.

In this regard, the people of Jinling especially bought it.

After all, Lu Li is different from those false emperors in the past. He does have the power of the gods, and he has manifested himself in front of people many times. He has harvested a lot of faith and established a prestige that ordinary people can't imagine.

Therefore, in the eyes of Li Shu in the head of Guizhou, it would be a great thing for an omnipotent god to be the emperor.

At least they don't have to worry about drought, locust plague, and ogres, and they can live a peaceful life, which is better than anything else!

The little people are so simple.

All of a sudden, there were more and more voices urging Lu Li to establish a new dynasty, and various favorable admonitions were widely circulated in the market. People in Nanzhili and its surrounding areas had heard about it, and expected that the new emperor who was about to ascend the throne would really do something. as.

At the time of introduction, these people, who were not in Nanzhili and could not yet accept the rule, would eat pots of milk and happily become members of the new emperor's rule.

the other side.

Fu Tianchou, who had just returned to Jinling for two days, was immediately released without charge, and received recuperation and diagnosis and treatment by famous doctors from all walks of life.

In addition, the Taoists of Tianshi Mansion also sent various elixirs one after another, saying that they can heal hidden wounds and achieve the effect of prolonging life.

At this moment, listening to the sound of gongs and drums outside the mansion, he slowly opened his eyes and slowly got up from the bed.

Holding on to the window sill, Fu Tianchou felt the strength emerging from his limbs and bones, and couldn't help feeling:

"It's incredible."

After all, I have been imprisoned for so many years, and I have been wearing chains and shackles, and my food is full of clear soup and water, and most of them are sour. Coupled with various worries, I often get sick, and I am exhausted physically and mentally. I don’t have a few years to live that's it.

But thanks to his son-in-law, all the shortfalls were quickly made up for. Not only that, his gray hair turned black in the mirror, and he could live at least another thirty years.

As the saying goes, if you are poor in the busy city, no one asks you, but if you are rich, you have distant relatives in the mountains.

In the past, when he was deeply trapped in prison, even the jailers didn't bother to ask himself, but now he is valued by the senior people in Tianshi Mansion, and they take the initiative to send bottles of precious pills.

For whose sake, why bother?

As a result, Fu Tianchou turned his eyes to the table case.

There was a pen and a blank document spread out there. It could be clearly seen that the ink on the tip of the pen had dried up. It was obvious that the owner had dipped the ink and wanted to write something. After several struggles, he finally failed to write.

Advise to enter the form!

Officials of all sizes in Jinling City, from the Duke of the State to the officials of hundreds of households, have written more than one copy.

So did officials in nearby state capitals.

Fu Tianchou was the only exception. At first he wanted to preserve his reputation of loyalty, and he deluded himself into thinking that no one would care what the opinion of a former Minister of the Ministry of War who had been dismissed for more than ten years was.

But with the passage of time, this kind of thinking gradually loosened. He looked at himself in the bronze mirror, sighed, turned his heart, and began to write persuasive letters.

Of course, in other people's writings, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty was a stupid king, the kind that heaven and earth could not tolerate.

But Fu Tianchou didn't talk about these, but just narrated the relationship between heaven and man, the end of the five virtues, and the end of the Ming Dynasty.

There are more than 800 words eloquently.

After finishing writing, he called for Yuechi and asked his youngest daughter to send it to the main hall of King Mingling.

"Father, you are finally willing to open your mind."

Under Fu Tianchou's gaze, Yuechi bounced away from the mansion——

Since her father was acquitted and she was not yet married, Zong Lai would inevitably be gossiped in the Hou's mansion, so she stayed in her new home for the past two days, almost suffocated, and just took this opportunity to go out for a stroll.

...

April eighteenth.

After receiving thousands of letters, Lu Li no longer held back, and finally agreed to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor.

There is one thing to say, except that the cheap father-in-law who has been loyal to Daming for decades is somewhat resistant, other officials are extremely enthusiastic about his ascension to the throne.

Especially those hundreds of household officials who have no culture, directly express their attitudes in plain language.

Lu Li looked a little embarrassed.

Am I really so wise and powerful?

However, this kind of thought just passed by in a flash, and soon, accompanied by his father Lu Xu, he completed the ancestor worship ceremony in the Hou Mansion first, and then began the enthronement ceremony.

According to the agreement, Lu Li needs to hold sacrificial activities at the Temple of Heaven outside Zhengyangmen, that is, the Great Sacrificial Altar.

This is the altar built by Zhu Yuanzhang himself at the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty. Since the tenth year of Hongwu, all the worship activities of the imperial court to heaven and earth have been held here.

It stands to reason that, as the new emperor, Lu Li has every reason to order another one to make a good fortune.

But he didn't want to make a lot of construction and trouble the people. Anyway, Jinling has a ready-made palace and a ready-made altar, and the specifications are very high, which is not inferior to the team in the north. Therefore, there is no need to worry about them lowering their own style.

"It's a pity that the dragon robe is not well embroidered, far inferior to the one I got in Dragon Palace."

"It's only two days. It's not easy for the weavers to make a set of dragon robes. Moreover, it's really majestic."

Above the cloud head, various instruments float.

Duke, dressed in a black dragon robe, looked down at the altar with a smile.

The Temple of Heaven is a circular building with two floors and nine steps on each side. The table top and feet are made of glazed bricks, surrounded by glazed railings, which looks extraordinarily sacred in the sun.

"Saint, after you ascend the altar, you must close your eyes so that you can have a dialogue with the heavens, but you can't make a sound, just recite silently in your heart."

"Because the world can't hear Tianyin, you are the only exception."

Outside the Chengtian Gate, civil and military officials stopped.

Lu Li climbed the tower alone and headed towards the Temple of Heaven on a high place. At this moment, he recalled in his mind the previous advice given to him by the officials of Honglu Temple.

Is it really possible to communicate with Heaven?

For this question, the officials of Honglu Temple were unable to answer, but only said that the relevant records were like this, and the emperors of all dynasties also said the same.

Of course, Lu Li is about to experience this matter himself, and he will be able to give a definite answer soon.

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