Chapter 75: A Magnificent Chapter (Subscription Request)

The capital.

The sun and the moon have changed, the clothes and hats of the old country have gone, leaving only the "elegant politics of the new dynasty".

The people in the capital come and go, less solemn and elegant, and more of a little Hu style.

Most of the well-dressed pedestrians on the street are barbarians, and a small number are the baoyi of barbarians. In this place, barbarians and Han people are separated. The descendants of barbarians are born in the most prosperous places, and Han people can only live in more remote places.

More and more vehicles enter the city, including the carriages of Mongolian princes, the convoys of northwest merchants, and centenarians from all over the country with their children and grandchildren.

The birthday banquet is coming soon, and the city is decorated with lights and colors, and the materials needed for the birthday banquet are arranged.

As time goes by, people who are closer come here.

There is a special docking place outside the city.

"Where are the people?"

"They died on the way. They were exhausted from the journey and couldn't make it to Zhili."

"Forget it, next one."

"Xu Zhengchang, a native of Chencang Fufeng, is 102 years old this year. Old man, please follow me."

Outside the city, an old man and a young man sat on a donkey cart and entered the city under the escort of officers and soldiers, and went to the nearest inn to sit down.

The old man was hunched over, and the young man lowered his eyebrows and looked docile.

The two of them looked a little scared and retreated when they looked at other places, which was in line with the demeanor of country people entering the city.

The two came to the inn, closed the door, and their expressions suddenly became calm.

"Tianshi, what should we do next? Go straight to the palace?" The young man was Li Changsheng, and the old man was Xu Xuan. The two used the method of disguise to change their appearance, and then sneaked in through the household registration forged by the spies.

"Don't worry, wait until he is the most glorious and the most glorious, and then kill him."

Xu Xuan smiled.

Seven days later, everyone was almost there.

"Mr. Xu, this is your new clothes." The soldier knocked on the door and handed the clothes to Xu Xuan. "In the afternoon, we will set off for the inner city."

"Okay."

In the afternoon, the two got on the carriage and drove to the inner city.

The inner city is more prosperous. Today is the emperor's birthday and a big banquet is held.

The literati, gentry, and officials in the city are all present. Clean water sweeps the streets and loess paves the roads. The literati hold their pigtails and recite the magnificent chapters praising the prosperous times. The Taoist priests, who are called pigtail zombies in the south, pray to the gods.

The barbarian general got drunk and sang songs and danced the Hu people's dances. The bondservants applauded and cheered on the side.

The main venue of the banquet is more luxurious, with a red carpet on the ground. The gimmick of the longevity banquet is these old people. There are 108 centenarians and 300 80-year-olds.

Below the royal family, the civil and military ministers and officials, the retired ministers and officials, and those who have been conferred civil and military ranks gathered together.

There were more than 3,000 people in total.

There were 60 seats for His Majesty, 200 seats in the hallway, 120 seats on the left and right of the corridor, and 300 seats outside the hallway.

People were coming and going, bustling.

Guests offered ginseng, ruyi, porcelain, jade, antiques, etc.

In front of the altar, Sun Taixuan held the sword and closed his eyes in meditation, while his disciples waited with the conch shells.

Ding ding ding... the sound of a huge bell.

"The emperor has arrived!!" "The emperor has arrived!!"

The voices were passed down layer by layer.

"Long live the emperor!"

Everyone stood up and kowtowed. The centenarian was not physically fit to kneel, so he changed to bowing, which was trained by the ritual officer in advance.

"My dear minister, please stand up! Today, there is no distinction between the monarch and the minister, let's have fun together, let's have fun together!"

Emperor Qianqing signaled everyone to stand up.

Behind him were teenagers in their early teens, as well as important civil and military officials such as Dorgon, Daishan, and Fan Wencheng.

Everyone came to the center of the centenarian's birthday banquet and sat down.

The banquet began.

Ding!

At this time, the conch shell sounded, Sun Taixuan recited the ancient prayer, and the magic sword burned with flames. This trick made it seem like a dream and won cheers.

"Fulin, this is the country I have built. You must look forward to the foundation of our ancestors in the future." Taiji said to the twelve-year-old boy beside him.

"May your father live forever and for thousands of generations. How dare I think of anything else." The boy was frightened and denied it again and again.

"Haha, don't be nervous, it's a happy day. Don't be bound by customs."

On the other side, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky ended.

"I wish the emperor a long life, good health, and prosperity of the country!!"

Everyone raised his glass.

The wine was clinking and the voices were noisy.

Emperor Qianqing looked at the ministers in front of him, including old ministers of the previous dynasty, representatives of long-lived elderly people, important civil and military officials, and his successor. Sun Taixuan also came over to pay his respects and took a seat.

"Scholars, frontier clans, and orthodoxy are all in our hands. The day of the destruction of the southern barbarians is not far away."

Dorgon's words awakened Taiji.

"From my father's thirteen armors to half of the country now, we brothers will also enjoy wealth and honor in the future." Taiji smiled.

"Your Majesty, the effect of the religious army is amazing, why not add a few more people?" Sun Taixuan tried.

"Okay, Fulin, you can learn from the national teacher." Taiji said.

After the emperor and his ministers exchanged pleasantries, the Emperor Qianqing held a wine glass, followed by the eunuchs, to greet the banquet of thousands of elders, in order to show his benevolence.

"Your Majesty, this year's champion Liu Si wrote a poem." At this time, the eunuch stepped forward and said.

"Oh, bring him here."

Soon, a Confucian scholar in his thirties came and kowtowed: "It is the time of the thousand-year Christmas, and I am bathed in the emperor's grace. Today, I am inspired. Your Majesty, please listen to my humble work."

"My heart is full of blessings and luck, and I wish you a long life and a long life..."

"Good! Good poem!"

Everyone cheered, and civil and military ministers presented their own poems one after another, and even some military generals. Of course, as to whether they wrote it, the Emperor Qianqing could ignore it.

The old generals of the previous dynasty, the new generation of Yanshenggong, the Mongolian princes of the Khorchin and Khalkha tribes came to pay homage, as well as the Hui kings of the Hui tribes.

All these powerful men, who were famous in one area, bowed their heads and submitted to him. At this moment, Taiji felt that his life had entered a highlight moment. This was an achievement that his father had not achieved.

"Your Majesty, congratulations from the Ministry of Industry. The craftsmen have developed the flintlock musket of the south, which will be put into mass production in the near future."

"Report, the shipyard has made a great breakthrough. Foreign craftsmen can make large sailing ships. The strength of our navy has greatly increased!!"

"This..." Taiji was shocked. He looked at his ministers in disbelief and said with a smile, "You have kept it from me so hard!!"

"Haha, I specially chose today to present a gift!"

Taiji was not a person who was complacent. On the contrary, he was very good at learning. Knowing the advantages of firearms, he immediately stopped sticking to riding and shooting, and spent a lot of money to invite craftsmen at home and abroad to study southern muskets.

Now, the only gap between the two sides is gone.

"Haha!! The country is unified!"

There is hope to conquer Jiangnan, how can I not be happy.

The time, the place and the people are all on my side. Is there a god in the south who can change his fate?

Taiji couldn't think of a reason why Changguo could turn the tables.

For some reason, he always felt unreal, as if nothing was real. He had a glorious history that didn't belong to him, and everything seemed like a dream.

No, this was not a dream, it was a destiny bestowed by God.

At this time, the old man Xu Xuan transformed into stood up and said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, I also have a poem to present."