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Three days was enough to make a news spread widely and deeply within the capital. Almost everyone in the capital was looking forward to such a grand event. Especially when the White Petal Army escorted 493 Jurchen Tatars on the evening of the second day, it caused a sensation.

"Do you know? Originally, these prisoners were all escorted to Yongping to rebuild their homes. But this time the emperor issued a special order saying that he would use these prisoners to pay tribute to the loyal and martyrs of the Ming Dynasty!" A well-informed person shouted the news he heard, which immediately attracted a lot of people.

Liu Laosan was also one of these people and confirmed in surprise: "Is it true? In this case, those loyal and brave men in the Ming Dynasty know each other in the spring, which is a smile. There are so many 493 Jurchens and Tartars!"

"If it weren't for some deaths on the road, they would have been in their early five hundred!" The well-informed person despised him and then broke the news.

An older man shook his head and sighed: "It's really rare! As for the Jurchen Tartars, it seems that Mao Shuai had offered some of it before. In my impression, there was nothing else!"

In the past, it was Mao Ni and a sinner. Even if the people who sympathized with Mao Wenlong, they would not dare to discuss it publicly. But at this time, the imperial court's decree to rehabilitate Mao Wenlong had been made public, and these people all discussed it publicly without any scruples. Even because they hated Yuan Chonghuan, they sympathized with Mao Wenlong even more.

When the others heard this, they all remembered the past and couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing this, Liu Laosan started talking and said, "I haven't heard of any big battle these days! Why were these Jurchen Tartars captured by the Baigang Army? Or captured alive, this is a great achievement!"

"As soon as you say this, I can't help but get angry!" The well-informed person immediately said angrily, "These Jurchen Tartars went outside Zhangjiakou to urge Shanxi merchants to ask for food and supplies. However, they didn't know that the damn Shanxi merchants had been killed by the emperor and were pretending to be a sinister person by the Bai Gan Army, so that they could catch so many Jurchen Tartars at once!"

When they heard this, these people were immediately furious and couldn't help but scold the dead Shanxi merchants, and took out the eighteen generations of Shanxi merchants and discussed them again.

After a while, it seemed that he was comfortable to scold him. The well-informed person said: "According to unreliable news, the Bai Gan Army has made such a great contribution. Our only female general in the Ming Dynasty is going to be awarded a title!"

"Wow, so awesome!" Liu Laosan couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this. He was just a woman, but he was actually awarded a title with his military achievements. Many generals of the Ming Dynasty were ashamed.

Others were also feeling that the news here was very exciting, and many people surrounded each other one after another, gathering more and more. Then several news was repeatedly mentioned and spread rapidly.

Time passed in a flash, and the day of the ceremony was approaching. In the early morning, the curfew had just ended. The people in the capital actually rushed out of their homes. It seemed that they had been waiting at home for a long time, just waiting for the curfew to end, and they couldn't wait to go out.

If you look over the capital, countless heads suddenly emerge from the house, gather in the streets and alleys, and then gather into rivers and enter Fengtianmen Square.

Such a scale was unexpected by the government, so that the soldiers who maintained order were not sent out as soon as possible. Fortunately, almost all the people did not lose order due to the large number of people, colliding, fighting or even riots.

Everyone's face is solemn and calm, just like participating in something very important to them. Or, it's a pilgrimage!

It took less than a while to go, Fengtianmen Square was filled with people. Those who arrived late at night were guarding both sides of the streets leading to Fengtianmen Square in the Ministry of War. Because they knew that the ashes tokens of the Ming Zhonglie would be sent from the Ministry of War to the Ming Zhonglie Hall.

Before the ceremony began, the people in the square looked at the Ming Dynasty's Zhonglie Hall. They were very curious about the magnificent hall built with cement specially invented by the emperor.

The first feeling that this Ming Zhonglie Hall gave them was magnificent, spectacular, novel and solemn. After seeing it, they couldn't help but feel that this Ming Zhonglie Hall was the best palace in the Ming Dynasty except the imperial palace.

At this moment, the troops of the five cities of the military commanders finally arrived. The leading Qianhu was sweating. However, seeing the orderly square in the square, I couldn't help but feel sweating and quickly let my subordinates stand guard.

Not long after, the Jinyi personal army came out of Fengtian Gate and was deployed around Zhonglie Hall. When the people watching saw it, they knew that the ceremony was about to begin. They suddenly became excited, wondering what this ceremony would look like!

They waited for a while and saw many people coming out of Fengtian Gate. Looking closely, the people in the capital found that it was Wen Tiren, the chief minister, who led two civil and military officials on the left and right.

Every official was wearing formal court uniforms and looked very solemn. Their faces were also very solemn. Even if they had other thoughts in their hearts, they had to be solemn under the public court. In this way, the solemn atmosphere in Fengtianmen Square was immediately raised to a higher level.

Suddenly, three empty cannons sounded on the city gate tower, and then a very sharp voice sounded: "The emperor is here!"

Suddenly, the chief assistant Wen Tiren led all civil and military officials to face Fengtianmen and welcomed the emperor. The people who watched the ceremony in the square knelt down to welcome the emperor.

The imperial road that Jinyi's personal army warned did not lead from a straight line to the gate of Zhonglie Hall, but went around an arc.

Regarding this, Wen Tiren and the Ministry of Rites believed that it was better to be straight, and the emperor was the emperor and did not have to go out to welcome him. It was already a high courtesy for the chief assistant to come forward. However, none of them expected that Emperor Chongzhen was very persistent and left them helpless, and in the end they had nothing to do.

Under the expectation of the crowd, Emperor Chongzhen appeared. This time, he did not wear a golden helmet and armor, nor did he ride a horse, but appeared according to formal etiquette. However, he did not cover it. He rolled up the curtains so that he could see outside and outside.

As soon as Emperor Chongzhen left Fengtian Gate, he began to hear the system sending continuous "ding" prompts. In the lower left corner of the chat group, the achievement value numbers kept refreshing, and the individual digits could hardly be seen clearly. Only ten digits could see numbers such as 12345, just like a stopwatch, jumping.

Emperor Chongzhen was still satisfied with the growth rate of achievement value. He thought to himself, isn’t it just that the achievement value of 200,000 will be worth it soon!

Before and after the imperial guard arrived at the Zhonglie Hall of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Chongzhen stood on the side of the platform where a vertical pole was located, facing the civil and military officials, solemnly announced the beginning of the ceremony.
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