Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 405 The Coronation Ceremony: A Shocking Change

Three hundred celestial beings from the land patrolled the heavens.

Zhang Fuyao, as a Confucian sage of Liyang, has lived for eight hundred years. In terms of age, knowledge, and learning, few in the world can surpass him. Even Su Baiyi and Su Xinghe from Beili cannot compare to him.

But even Zhang Fuyao had never seen anything so outrageous in her life.

The moment this thought crossed Zhang Fuyao's mind, she instinctively shook her head frantically.
"No, no."

"I feel like I've seen this before, but when?"

"Back when I was studying at Xiaoshengxianzhuang in Sanghai? Or when the heavens and earth collapsed, the nine provinces shifted, and the sky turned red?" Zhang Fuyao murmured unconsciously, seemingly belatedly realizing something, or perhaps wondering if he had truly witnessed something so important that he would have remembered it for life.

How could I not remember?

A look of horror crossed Li Chungang's face, and he instinctively took a step back.

He even wondered if he was hallucinating!
Inside the Wenhua Hall, at almost the same time.

Zhu Jinzhen's gaze pierced through the void like a sharp sword, landing on Zhang Fuyao, who was now at this moment, possessing the power of divine will.

He wasn't specifically paying attention to Zhang Fuyao.

Because he had a slight understanding of the Emperor's Conferring of Gods Technique and the Method of Ruling the Dynasty, and because he was adorned with the Nine Dragons Divine Robe, Zhu Jinzhen could sense anything he wanted to know, as long as the distance was not thousands of miles.

It is even more profound and insightful than the cicada's premonition of the autumn wind before it stirs in martial arts.

“Zhang Fuyao, a Confucian sage, has been a Confucian sage for eight hundred years.”

“In the past, I studied at Xiaoshengxianzhuang and learned from the true sages Confucius and Mencius.”

"How could I forget his existence?"

"Even if he didn't participate in the First Emperor's campaign against Heaven, he must have known something about it."

"besides……"

"What was Emperor Wu's true intention in raising his army to conquer Kunlun? Why did it suddenly return to the original historical trajectory, with the Han dynasty alone destined to perish despite its strength? And why did the two pillars of the Han dynasty, Huo Qubing and Wei Qing, also perish like history itself?"

Zhu Jinzhen had many questions, but even more questions were about Zhang Fuyao's unconscious murmured words.

"Zhang Fuyao, as a Confucian sage, possesses 80% of the Confucian fortune of Liyang."

“Even according to the classification of martial arts realm, he is a peak terrestrial celestial being, and not comparable to an ordinary terrestrial celestial being. His memories have actually become disordered?” Zhu Jinzhen’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had observed something shocking.

"The auspicious hour has arrived. We respectfully welcome Your Majesty!"

Cao Zhengchun, standing outside the Wenhua Hall, shouted loudly, and with this shout...

Zhu Jinzhen slowly came to his senses and could only suppress all the doubts in his heart for the time being.

Right now, he needs to complete his coronation ceremony first.

"Waaaaah!"

The Tian Ce soldiers in charge of the ceremonial guard sounded the horns, followed by a hundred people beating drums. The sound of gongs and drums filled the air. Hundreds of Cang Yun soldiers and Tian Ce soldiers outside the Wen Hua Hall knelt on one knee in unison and shouted loudly, "Welcome Your Majesty!"

"Welcome, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!"

Outside the Wenhua Hall, all the civil and military officials bowed and saluted in the direction of the Wenhua Hall where Zhu Jinzhen was!

Xu Yu, the Minister of Rites, led his officials in offering sacrifices to Heaven and Earth on behalf of the new emperor.

Now, the Minister of Rites needs to lead the officials of the Ministry of Rites to respectfully welcome the new emperor, Zhu Jinzhen, to the Temple of Heaven, the Temple of Agriculture, and the Imperial Ancestral Temple to offer sacrifices to the ancestors.

Grand music and rituals were played, and the majestic sound of bells echoed throughout the Forbidden City.

"Long live your majesty!"

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

The Cangyun and Tiance soldiers were all in a frenzy of celebration, slamming their spears heavily into the ground as they stared fervently at Zhu Jinzhen as he walked out of the Wenhua Hall.

For all the soldiers of Tian Ce and the Cang Yun Army, Zhu Jinzhen was their god!

The envoys from various countries who came to offer their congratulations were all astonished by what they saw.

They had assumed that Zhu Jinzhen must have a very high prestige in the army, but they never expected that Zhu Jinzhen's status in the hearts of the Cangyun Army and Tian Ce was so high that it was like that of a god, or even surpassed that of a god.

Xu Fengnian looked at the scene before him and felt a sense of familiarity.

His father, Xu Xiao, also had such soldiers under his command: the Eighteen Old Men of Jinzhou!
Those were people who would fight to the death for Xu Xiao and give up everything.

Zhang Fuyao seemed to awaken from a dream, gazing at Zhu Jinzhen, who wore a black robe with a yellow skirt and a dragon robe embroidered with six imperial symbols: sun, moon, stars, mountains, dragon, and pheasant, and six imperial symbols: algae, fire, rice grains, sacrificial vessels, axe, and axe, and wore a twelve-tassel imperial crown and a sword at his waist, and murmured, "A scene that seems familiar, such a familiar feeling."

"I have seen it before; such imperial majesty is unparalleled throughout history."

"It's impossible for me to forget."

"But I really don't seem to remember it!"

Zhang Fuyao's voice was drowned out by the shouts of Cangyun and Tiance Army, but Zhu Jinzhen heard it clearly. Although his face was solemn, his heart was churning with turbulent waves.

"The scene that Zhang Fuyao described as seemingly familiar, is it referring to... the First Emperor?"

Zhu Jinzhen was unaware of this, and this speculation cannot be confirmed at present.

As Zhu Jinzhen stepped out of the Wenhua Hall and walked step by step toward the altar, surrounded by officials from the Ministry of Rites and other ministers, the envoys from various countries held their breath and were filled with admiration.

Imperial Ancestral Temple.

The master of ceremonies announced: "Kneel—and bow—"

As the Master of Ceremonies proclaimed his respects in a high-pitched and drawn-out voice, Zhu Jinzhen knelt and bowed in accordance with the proper etiquette, his movements meticulous.

After the ceremony at the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the next step was to pray to Heaven.

Zhu Jinzhen originally had no intention of leaving these procedures, as they could have been handled by the Ministry of Rites. However, he had no choice, as he now held the power to bestow divine titles upon the emperor and the method to govern the court, and needed to inherit the throne according to the proper procedures.

Therefore, we reported to our ancestors and to the gods of Heaven and Earth.

"Your Majesty, the sacrificial ceremony at the Imperial Ancestral Temple is now complete. Next, we will proceed to the Temple of Heaven to read the proclamation for the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven and Earth," Xu Yu reminded him.

"I already know."

Zhu Jinzhen nodded. The Ministry of Rites had already presented the entire process in detail over the past two days.

A smile appeared on Xu Yu's face.

Soon, his expression froze on his face again with Zhu Jinzhen's words.

"But I will walk the path ahead myself, according to my will." After saying this, Zhu Jinzhen flicked his finger, and an object invisible to the naked eye suddenly shot straight into the sky.

"Sing~!"

The roar of the dragon shook the heavens, like thunder exploding in the nine heavens. Without any warning, it resounded through the clouds and gradually descended to the nine heavens. A dragon chariot, unimaginable to mortals, descended from the sky.

As the dragon's roar resounded, an overwhelming aura appeared out of nowhere, and a colossal creature, thousands of feet long and resembling an ancient ferocious beast, appeared as large as a mountain.

The mere sight of the dragon's head peeking out from the clouds, without any particular attention, caused all the people in the capital to instantly prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

The experts from all over the world felt their hair stand on end, constantly reminding themselves that danger, a deadly danger was approaching!

(End of this chapter)