Vol 2 Chapter 1204: : Long live the emperor

The people's hearts are scattered.
Suddenly feel very weak.
Keep going like this, I'm afraid that forever, the entire desert will be free of Tatars.
Of course ... this is his last chance.
He glanced a fierce light in his eyes, and then said coldly: "This time, it is a great opportunity. When we swear together, it is the moment when we are the closest to the Emperor Daming. As long as we are at this time, we start to win the Emperor Ming ... Then, the desert will return to our hands! "
The seven or eight leaders had a plan, and they all looked at the abruptness. One of them said: "Just ... even if they took the Emperor Daming, what would they do, they would set up another emperor, and then we would be like the original Wa'ao people. Generally, it's a dead end. "
Suddenly sneered: "Of course I know that even if we win the Emperor Daming, we can temporarily hold him and escape to the depths of the desert, but soon, a new emperor will appear in Daming, and then we will continue to fight against the desert. But ... … What we are trying to create is the disagreement between the desert and Daming. We took hold of their emperor. Does Daming still trust the Tatars? By that time, I am afraid that all Tatars who have fled to the Han will also Being expelled or even killed by the angry Han people. In order to respond to the revenge of the Han people, the desert departments will unconsciously reunite and unite. Those shepherds who try to flee to the Han people will also be obedient and return to our side. If they can unite together, then it is not that the Han people can match, even if the Han people are powerful, but as long as they abandon the strategy of Huairou, this desert is so vast, we can temporarily avoid its sharp edge, like the north migration. "
His eyes were like a knife, and he glanced at everyone, and said seriously: "If the Han people are soft, I will wait for ten years, and there will be no difference from ordinary herdsmen. But if the Han people fight, even if I wait and lose, I will lose Children and grandchildren are also kings. "
The chiefs fell silent.
This is the key to the problem.
Daming Huairou is too powerful. The nobles ca n’t take the herdsmen to eat, but the Hans can, and they can eat the food. How can the nomads willingly serve the nobility, willing to drive the nobility, and once, It seems that these old nobles have lost the respect of the herdsmen. The herdsmen no longer follow the traditions that have existed in the ancient times. If they are abrupt, they are nothing.
Rather than doing so, it is better to take the Emperor Daming and make the Da Mo and Daming attack each other, no matter how tragic the war is, as long as the Tatar Department is still there, then ... the sudden and others still lose their respect.
Desert ... are you still afraid of fighting? Killing for ten years, killing for thirty years, killing for a hundred years, even after repeated wars and defeats, draining the blood of the shepherds and the Han people, it is not necessarily a bad thing for the abrupt and others.
The leaders looked solemnly.
Suddenly opened a parchment roll, which is a drawing of the altar. He pointed on the parchment and began to arrange it.
"I'm afraid I can't succeed." Some people couldn't help worrying.
"It must be successful." Suddenly vowed: "I was awkward, I was able to bow horses when I was five years old, and ten or eight men could not get close. That Emperor Ming was very weak, as long as I could get close to him, only one finger You can take him off the head, and you will ... "
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The mighty horse has reached the altar.
Zhang Mao was busy with a few officials of the Ministry of Light to see Luan driving there.
He came under the carriage and fell down: "The old minister has seen your majesty."
The ‘Emperor’ was sitting in the carriage without making a sound.
This makes Zhang Mao a bit strange.
Fang Jifan, who was on the side, came out slowly on a horse. He took off his sunglasses and looked around. He saw the continuous Han military camp here, and he could not see the end at a glance.
The chiefs of the ministries have already been prepared, and they each take their own celebrities and greet them under the Temple of Heaven.
The accompanying cabinet clerk Xie Qian, the Lishang Shangshu Zhang Shengren, etc. also showed excitement. Since leaving the customs, the endless wilderness made them feel good.
Fang Jifan sat on the horse and said: "British prince, Your Majesty got up too early in the morning. I'm afraid I'm tired. You step back aside. Your Majesty has a purpose. This alliance shows that I am Daming treating all the grasslands equally. All the people inside and outside the gate are regarded by His Majesty as their kindness. Hundred officials, without having to follow me, let me bring some guards, and Liu Jin and Grandpa Liu can be with you. "
Zhang Mao felt suspicious.
How is not the same as the previous preview.
But where did he dare to be negligent? This is the meaning of His Majesty, what else can he say, he said yes, and then retreated with the accompanying courtesy officer.
Not long after.
The 'Emperor' got off the carriage.
When his boots fell on the grass, there was a blanket of big food on his feet, and the blanket stretched toward the Temple of Heaven.
Fang Jifan busy turned over and dismounted, and Liu Jin, one left and one right, surrounded by 'Emperor'.
The emperor did not say a word. He was wearing sunglasses, wearing a crown of heaven, and wearing a crown suit. He stepped towards the Temple of Heaven step by step.
They walked dozens of steps, and the accompanying guard was a mighty trailing dog. For a while, the banner was crowded, and the crowd of black people followed the emperor to the altar.
Fang Jifan looked a little hesitant. Looking at the stone steps, the guards had stopped and surrounded the altar.
"Emperor" is stepping up step by step.
The group of ministers, one after another.
Fang Jifan looked at the emperor alone on the high platform.
Looking at the back of Wang Shouren.
Originally ... everything was planned.
Wang Shouren went up to ally with the leaders.
Then, there is life and death, and wealth is in the sky.
But at this moment.
Fang Jifan hesitated.
Did Wang Shouren really go up?
What if it is dangerous?
The Tatars are all Kong Wu powerful.
This is his disciple.
Fang Jifan bowed his head, somewhat ashamed.
He meditation in his heart, I still want to live, to live strong, our Fang Jifan ......
Go to your uncle's Fang Jifan ...
In my heart, I comforted myself, but in an instant, Fang Jifan lifted his steps and went up a level, and died to death. Eighteen years later, he was still a man of humour, loyalty, and kindness.
Fang Jifan quickly stepped up the stairs and caught up with Wang Shouren.
The ritual officer behind wanted to say something, but couldn't help but want to say, Qi Guogong ... this ... in the regulations, did not let you go up.
But after all, they couldn't stop it, they didn't dare to stop it.
Wang Shouren saw his teacher quickly climbed the steps. Behind him, he didn't look back, but his body shook slightly.
Then, the master and apprentice, ascended to the platform.
Immediately afterwards, more than seventy leaders led the fish to the stone steps.
Fang Jifan stood beside Wang Shouren.
Wang Shouren glanced at the teacher, and he said to Fang Jifan: "Master, you stand a little bit."
"Why." Fang Jifan was very nervous. He dared to pat his chest without saying anything. He was afraid of death. Those who keep saying that they are not afraid of death, are ninety-nine out of ten, are liar, life is too precious, so precious that people can sell their loved ones, their friends, and their conscience, except for Fang Jifan.
What Wang Shouren wanted to say, he was wearing sunglasses, and the eyes behind the sunglasses could not be seen by Fang Jifan, but then he swallowed it and swallowed it into his stomach.
As a martial arts man, he can feel Master ’s crazy beating heart.
Wang Shouren calmed down and waited, the leaders came to the platform one after another, and then, according to the etiquette, they would pay a big gift to the 'Emperor'.
Among these more than seventy, there are Jurchens, Tatars, Siberia, and the Mongolian leaders who have just been expelled from the west of the Ural Mountains. All the people fell down in unison, using the Chinese they learned from the courtesan : "The courtier paid a visit to the Supreme Khan!"
The supreme here is still the meaning of heaven. In the beliefs of the various deserts, the heaven is supreme.
Seeing everyone kneel down, the "Emperor" finally opened his mouth: "I am Han Tianzi, do I still have to deal with the affairs of the various ministries?"
This rhetorical question was unexpected.
In the corner of the altar is a ceremonial officer. At this time, the bamboo slips were taken out and began to record.
The leaders bowed to the ground and succumbed to the knee of the 'Emperor'. The leaders did not know how to answer, so they shouted, "Long live!"
Under the sunglasses of the 'Emperor', I can't see my anger: "I have all over the world, for the parents of the world, and wait for the guest service, but it is the way to go. I treat Han Yi and treat all people equally, tell all the people outside the customs, let them be good Recuperating and recuperating, I am the Son of Han, I have waited for the supremacy of the Khan, I will accept it myself, I will wait with peace until I am sealed, I will treat myself as preferential. "
The kneeling leader heard this, and his mind was extremely complicated.
Some are fortunate, some are unwilling, but at this time ... they have to prostrate and continue to shout: "Long live!"
"This sky is up here, come here ... take meat."
"Emperor" shouted.
The eunuchs under the steps listened and prepared the leg of lamb which had already been cooked, and went to the altar.
The "Emperor" tore off a piece of lamb and put it in the mouth. Then, the meat was given to the leaders.
Everything seems ... seemingly smooth.
Could it be ... there is no conspiracy at all.
Fang Jifan, who was standing behind him, had a complicated mind.
But ... watching Wang Shouren eating lamb, Fang Jifan realized he was a little hungry.
In other words, whoever comes up with this meat-giving rule is well-suited to the situation. Follow him as the emperor of the Han Dynasty. If there is meat to eat, I will ask you whether it is fragrant or not.
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Everyone ate the lamb given by the emperor.
"Emperor" said: "Sacrifice to heaven."
His voice fell, and a leader said: "His Majesty the Emperor, his abrupt subordinates, to present a treasure to show his sincerity to his Majesty."
The officer was stunned, apparently without this procedure.
The "Emperor" was happy: "Oh, I don't know what kind of baby it is. Come and take a look."
With a happy face, he got up, took a step forward, took a sheepskin bag from his arms, shook the thing wrapped in this sheepskin, opened it, and suddenly ... a sharp blade, in hand!
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