I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 584 Snow (Part )
After walking up to the tower, Zhu Houzhao suddenly became energetic and gently pushed Zhu Houxun and the crown prince aside. He held his head high, walked to the throne alone in the cold north wind, and sat upright, looking at the civil and military officials under the tower.

The sky was dim and the north wind was getting stronger.

Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hand to the air and felt a little bit of coldness. A few snowflakes melted in his palm. He retracted his hand and looked at it carefully, with a smile on his face: "It's snowing. Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. There will definitely be a good harvest next year. It's a pity that the heavens don't want me to see it again."

Several copper stoves without open flames had been placed behind the throne, hoping to provide some heat for Zhu Houzhao.

"The general is paying homage!"

The commander of the southern expedition, He Song, came forward with several military officers, walked past all the officials and envoys, and performed the four bows to the emperor.

The generals who made great contributions this time were left to guard Annan and prevent any changes in the situation in Annan.

The military band entered the venue, and the music officer knelt and shouted, "Holy Emperor, please play the triumphal music!"

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "Sure."

"Play the triumphal music!"

"Play the triumphal music!"

The eunuchs and guards shouted one after another, conveying the emperor's order to the people downstairs.

The military music sounded majestic and magnificent.

The music stopped, and the Minister of Rites Liu Zhishu stepped forward and shouted, "Announce the announcement!"

The official in charge of the imperial edict ran down from the city wall and placed the document on the table.

Minister of War Wang Xian stepped forward to wait, and Liu Zhishu shouted, "Kneel down and hold the hu tablet!"

Wang Xian put the tablet on his waist and knelt in front of the desk to accept the proclamation. Then, he walked from north to south among the civil and military officials to the designated position and opened the proclamation with the proclamation officer.
"The Annan Li family has occupied the Jiaozhi land of our Great Ming, plundered our people, and killed our common people... Now the commander of the Imperial Guard, He Song, has led an army to the south on behalf of the emperor... Recovered the old land of Jiaozhi, captured the fake king of Annan and the Li family alive... This feat has shocked the world and subdued Nanyang. The fake king of Annan surrendered and presented a map, regretting his crime of usurping the land. The old land of Jiaozhi has returned to the territory of our Great Ming and will forever be the land of our Great Ming"

Snow is getting bigger and bigger.

Wang Xian's voice was not loud, but it seemed to reach every corner, and the aura of his mighty martial arts was floating over the Meridian Gate.

Liu Zhishu shouted again: "Surrender the prisoners!"

With the sound of ceremonial music, officers from the four Tengxiang guards entered the venue and took their positions with the captives.

The Minister of Punishment, Yan Yishou, stepped out of the line, walked quickly to the front of the Meridian Gate, and knelt down to report: "According to the words of the Minister of War, Wang Xian: Please hand over the captives offered by He Song, the fake king Li Weining, and others to the officials!"

Zhu Houzhao said: "Yes."

The music started again, and more than a dozen Annan leaders, including the fake king Li Weining, were dragged away and beheaded.

Liu Zhishu shouted, "Bow! Pay your respects!"

All civil and military officials followed him and bowed four times.

Liu Zhishu shouted again: "Stand up, hold the hu tablet, and dance!"

Civil and military officials put their tablets on their waists and began to dance to the music. Even Yang Tinghe, supported by people around him, stretched his arms and legs with a smile on his face.

Liu Zhishu shouted, "Kneel! Long live the king!" "Long live the king!"

"Zaishanhu!"

"Long live!"

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live!"

Zhu Houzhao suddenly stood up from the throne, the north wind blew the jade tassels swaying, and snowflakes kept falling on the crown. He listened to the cheers of "Long live the emperor" and looked at the civil and military officials who bowed four times, and a complacent smile appeared on his face.

Crown Prince Zhu Zaihei, at this moment, was standing beside the emperor's throne. He was infected by the magnificent momentum under the city wall, and the young man couldn't help but feel his blood boiling.

Zhu Zaiyi subconsciously looked at his father, wanting to say a few words of praise. However, he saw his father trembling slightly, his cheeks flushed abnormally, and his throat churned as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Father!" Zhu Zaiyi hurriedly supported him.

Zhu Houxuan also stepped forward and helped Zhu Houzhao sit down again, while waving his hand and asking someone to move the copper stove closer.
After a long while, Zhu Houzhao finally caught his breath and was able to speak. He suddenly shouted, "Okay, everyone, stand up!"

The shout was so loud that all the officials below the city could hear it, and they all looked up at the emperor.

"The old lands of Yanran, the old lands of the Western Regions, and the old lands of Annan have all become part of the territory of our Ming Dynasty. From now on, our Chinese homeland will be intact." Zhu Houzhao shouted loudly while holding the parapet.

Everyone could hear the joy and satisfaction in Zhu Houzhao's words.
The crowd below the tower immediately became excited. All the civil and military officials, eunuchs and soldiers were proud of it. They understood that at this moment, this glory did not belong to Zhu Houzhao alone, but to everyone, to all the Chinese people.
"Your Majesty is mighty!"

"The Ming Dynasty is mighty!"

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Everyone shouted sincerely, and the envoys of various countries also knelt down and shouted. At this moment, everyone understood that the man on the tower was the most powerful person in the world.
Everyone understands Zhu Houzhao's method of calculation, which is also the most demanding one. That is, as long as it is recorded in history books that a place was established and ruled by the Central Plains dynasty, it is considered the homeland of China.

Vietnam is within this range. Starting from the end of the Qin Dynasty in 207 BC, Vietnam was ruled by China almost continuously for more than 1000 years until the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. China also briefly ruled Vietnam directly from 1407 to 1427 during the Ming Dynasty.

During the Tang Dynasty, Vietnam was no different from mainland China. For example, the famous poet Wang Bo, who wrote "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng", drowned on his way back from visiting his father in Jiaozhi.

Keeping the Chinese homeland intact has been Zhu Houzhao's biggest goal for many years. He has been working hard for more than ten years and it is also the last obsession in his heart.
And all this was finally completed with the conquest of Annan.
He has now done all this, done something that is almost impossible to do. At this moment, his martial arts skills are unmatched.
Zhu Houzhao sat back on the throne with great satisfaction. He was extremely happy. He took a breath and said to Zhu Houxuan: "Pass on my order to establish the Guangnan Provincial Administration Office in the old Jiaozhi area. Let the officials govern Guangnan well. Don't let it leave the territory of the Ming Dynasty again."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Zhu Houxuan said solemnly.

I have to say that Zhu Houzhao's name is quite good. Guangdong, Guangxi, and now Guangnan, it is definitely better than Jiaozhi.
"How is the preparation for the military parade going?" Zhu Houzhao coughed a few times and asked with a pale face.

Zhu Houxuan looked at Zhu Houzhao and knew that he had overdrawn his limited life. He felt very sad and could not help but persuade him: "Brother, it is snowing heavily and cold today. Why not wait until tomorrow when the weather is clear before reviewing the troops?"

"Yes, father, you should have a good rest. You look too scary now," Zhu Zaihai also advised.

Zhu Houzhao was startled when he heard this and started coughing violently, coughing up a lot of blood.
The Meridian Gate Tower immediately became a mess.
"Royal brother!" Zhu Houxuan said anxiously.

"Father!" Zhu Zaihei almost cried.

Zhu Houzhao looked at the blood in his hand, looked at Zhu Houxun sadly and said: "I am the mighty general, the Khan of Heaven, the Emperor Zhengde, can you bear to let me die on my sickbed?"

(End of this chapter)