On the first day of July of the ninth year of the ninth year, there was a burst of firecrackers in Nanjing. Today is the National Day of the Closing. All factory workshops are on holiday. At this time, the square outside the imperial city is already crowded with people. The imperial road is already martial law, and eight square formations are ready to go, wearing the latest military uniforms and the bright military boots are dazzling in the sun. The governors of each army are wearing leather military uniforms, black turtle crowns, and hanging swords on their waists waiting for the orders in the imperial city to come out.

In front of each square formation is a chief officer, and behind the chief officer are three handsome officers. The officers in the middle protect the military flags. The military flags of each square formation are different. Originally, each army had no military flags, but because of the need for military parade, each army began to build flags and was introduced as custom.

Under the imperial city, on the banks of the moat, various small sheds were set up in rows. This was a ceremony for senior officials of the imperial court and envoys of various vassal states. According to the specifications, all vassal states must pay tribute. As early as a month ago, more than thirty vassal states sent envoys to Nanjing with gifts. In the hearts of many envoys, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was really dark. There were news that he wanted to worship ancestors and parades, and he actually wanted two gifts from each vassal state, but the envoys did not give them back. The only benefit was that he could sit here and watch the ceremony as a vassal envoy.

The vassal states were helpless. Some time ago, the kings of Nibula, an island country located in Nanyang, did not go to pay tribute. The Nanyang Fleet sent two warships to arrive in Nibula. After a bombardment, they captured their king and sent them to Haidu to imprison for life. His son stayed in the domestic regulatory state. This is not counting. The Ming Dynasty issued another law, announcing the ban on the raw material trade of Nibula countries. Like other Nanyang countries, Nibula countries had long abandoned arable land, fishing and hunting, and instead dug minerals. Almost all islanders were engaged in this business. Once the Ming and Nibula countries cut off trade, Nibula

The minerals excavated by the country suddenly turned into stones, and the seventy ore to ten thousand miners in China suddenly lost their livelihoods and could not sell ore, which meant that there was no silver. Without silver, it meant that there was no import of food and equipment from the Ming Dynasty. Soon, a food crisis occurred in Nibula. The hungry mob began to rebel, and the officers and soldiers encircled and suppressed them. Several large-scale bloody conflicts occurred. What followed was the collapse of the entire Nibula countries. Refugees began to take refuge in various countries on small boats. The royal family of Nibula was killed by the hungry people, and the entire island almost became a dead island.

Faced with such a lesson, the vassal states had the sympathy of the death of the rabbit and the fox, and it was also like a warning. It was better for the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty to be honest, be down-to-earth and be king, pay tribute on time and on a monthly basis, and surround the Ming Dynasty royal family. The emperor had porridge and we could drink some soup. Even if there was no soup, the brothers could still save their lives. No matter what, it would be better than the King Niblago in the prison that day.

The outside was surrounded by crowds of people. Everyone was dispatched to set up obstacles along the streets and drew cordons. There were too many people watching the ceremony, so they had to go out to intercept them. Some people crawled on the shops along the street or on the roof, which was very lively.

It is certain that there are many people. Nanjing City has a population of one million, and today it is a vacation. In addition, the Han people like to join in the fun and their curiosity about the Ming army, it is not an exaggeration to use the imperial road connecting the square to a crowd.

Zhu Jun put on a complicated robe under Xiao Guizi's garment, tied a red crown, looked at the bronze mirror, and then began to take a chariot out of the harem. A team of elite guards followed behind, which was very magnificent. After the Qinzheng Hall, all civil and military officials had already met here. The chief minister, led by Mu Tianbo, first shouted long live, and then continued to walk towards Xuanwu Gate with the car.

Mu Tianbo was a close minister of the emperor and the head of all officials, so he was able to follow his escort beside the chariot. He turned his head and looked at Zhu Jun, who was full of energy, leaning comfortably on the chair. However, he was hesitant for a long time. Just early this morning, news came from India that King Xunke, one of the Matila Turks in southern India, launched an army of 150,000 to launch an attack on New Sichuan. At this time, another Matila Turks was also ready to move, gathering a large army to participate in the invasion at any time.

The whole province of New Sichuan Province fell, and the only remaining was the capital Xin Chengdu, which was still resisting. The Indian colonial army, which was reinforced from Xin Qiongzhou, landed on the beach and was attacked by the Tu king's army. The two sides fought for a day and night, and finally failed due to a hasty landing. In the end, they could only use a large number of warships to bombard the barbarians along the coast. However, this was obviously not a good way to rescue the Ming army. If the Ming army could not rescue as soon as possible, the consequences of the officials in New Chengdu and tens of thousands of refugees who were seeking refuge can be imagined.

Now is a great day. In order to prepare for these two celebrations, from the emperor to the officials, Mu Tianbo weighed whether this news was submitted or waited for the celebration.

The horse was approaching Xuanwu Gate. At the city gate, a team of cavalry was already waiting to go. Eight white horses on their faces were pulling the magnificent frame. After arriving at Xuanwu Gate, Zhu Jun would board the frame and leave the imperial city and follow the square first.

The army in the parade was widely held.

"Emperor." Mu Tianbo couldn't help but scream. The eunuch raised the ground and couldn't help but be stunned. Zhu Jun's eyes also fell.

"Your Majesty, I have a plan to report." Mu Tianbo suddenly knelt on the marble bricks.

Zhu Jun quickly asked someone to let go of the chasing. When the officials behind him suddenly stopped seeing the chasing, they couldn't help but look here. Zhu Jun quickly helped him down and took off the chariot and helped Mu Tianbo up. On weekdays, Mu Tianbo was an old minister of the three dynasties and was highly respected. Therefore, all the vain rituals were spared. Now that Zhu Jun saw that he was so solemn and bowed, it must be a major matter: "Mu Aiqing got up and talked first. The sky has not yet collapsed."

"The emperor. The cabinet received an urgent report this morning. The Indian king attacked the New Sichuan Province under East India. The Governor, 134 officials below the Third Division were surrounded. In addition, nearly 30,000 refugees were also surrounded in the city of New Chengdu. Governor Wang Jinwang requested reinforcements from the court. Please make a decision quickly."

Zhu Jun's face was suffocated, and all the officials who heard the news also started to discuss. After the Ming Dynasty established its capital in Nanjing, it had been fighting in all directions and subduing the eight deserts. Even the Manchus did not dare to attack the Ming Dynasty easily. A group of natives far away in East India actually launched a war and besieged tens of thousands of officials and citizens. This was definitely a huge event.

Zhu Jun's expression gradually became normal. Now the governors of all major military regions are in Nanjing, and there are no leaders in various places. If it is defense, there is naturally no problem, but how can you save it if you send troops to rescue? Zhu Jun looked at the sides and then said calmly: "I understand, let's get on."

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The palace city slowly fought. Under the baptism of countless people, the elite cavalry who were obsessed with the colorful flags came out first, and slowly walked out of the doorway with eight white horses, crossed the moat, and drove into the square.

"Long live..." The overwhelming sounds were louder than the waves, and countless people were crowded with people, and they welcomed the emperor's arrival in various postures and the beginning of the military parade.

The carriage was very slow, and the four drivers who were driving carefully monitored the eight white horses and rushed towards the imperial road. The sound of long live in their ears for a long time, making them feel a glimmer of glory.

And the eight square formations that the imperial assembled immediately shouted: "The emperor is coming out, cheer up."

"ho..." The sacred talent, who stood up like a benchmark, yelled and replied.

They came from all directions and practiced repeatedly in sweat and rain, for today and this moment.

As the people watching next to the imperial road began to shout long live, the emperor's driving finally appeared on the imperial road, the frame slowly came over, the eight square formations immediately quieted down, all eyes facing forward, waiting.

The carriage was getting closer and closer, and the atmosphere reached its climax. Eight thousand elite soldiers selected by the army were already sweating when they held the muskets.

The first square formation was the Jinling Guards led by Wang Qiu. This guards were one of the most elite troops of the Ming Dynasty and were responsible for the garrison of Nanjing. Therefore, on their military flag was a three-clawed golden dragon that rose into the air. When the frame passed the square formation, Wang Qiu had drawn out his long sword and looked horizontally to the sky: "Long live the Emperor."

"Long live." A thousand guard soldiers roared, and their military boots slapped hard on the marble streets, and with a bang, suppressing the sound of long live on the streets and alleys.

The second square formation was the Suzhou Legion led by Mu Jianming. The military flag was marked by the white tiger. After the car drove through the guards, Mu Jianming had already pulled out his long sword with a heroic look, and also pointed to the sky: "Long live the Emperor."

"Long live." A thousand Suzhou Legion soldiers responded in an unison and loud voice.

"Long live the Emperor." The commander of the third phalanx was Li Xiao of the Chengdu Legion. The military flag was marked by an elephant. With a choking sound, the sword was pulled out, and the sword edge pointed to the sky. A thousand Chengdu Legion soldiers immediately responded: "Long live."

"Long live the Emperor."

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Zhu Jun sat solemnly in the wide car tent, and bursts of neat and uniform shouts sounded in his ears. It was not until the last Indian army formation that the car stopped slowly. The roof of the car was extremely high. Even if he stood, it did not touch the roof. Zhu Jun slowly strided out and stood slowly in front of the car, pressing the ancient jade-inlaid sword around his waist. His eyes looked left and right, and the sound of long live around him suddenly stopped.

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There is an afternoon of electricity left at home every day, my day.
Chapter completed!