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The second thousand two hundred and ninety-four chapters Wu contends for the emperor

Wu Zheng was silent for a while, patted Wang Yilin on the shoulder and said, "What you think is very clear...but you do have the truth of resisting orders and disobeying orders!"

"The general understands, so... no matter what the deal is done, the general does not blame the prince... I just want to beg the prince, if Mo is dead, please buried the general in front of the uncle's grave..." Wang Yilin cried, "The general wants to let the uncle know... The general is not insulting..."!"

Wu Zheng raised his hand, wiped Wang Yilin with his sleeve, and said angrily: "Where did you want to go... Isn't it just for your safety? Song An didn't tell you?"

Wang Yilin choked and said, "Mr. Song said... But the general knows that the prince will definitely be in a dilemma..."

"No." Wu Zheng waved his hand vigorously, "I was embarrassed before... but now... I am not embarrassed anymore!"

"When I entered Hangzhou Prefecture, the last general learned from the Song Lord that the rebellion in the city... were all the faults of the last general!"

Wu Zheng was stunned and then realized that Wang Yilin thought that Chen Mingxia's rebellion was because he wanted to get rid of Wang Yilin's crime, and he had a dispute with the staff of the General's Mansion, which aroused Chen Mingxia's rebellion.

No wonder this guy looks grateful today, no matter how he is, he is not as striking as he used to be.

Wu Zheng turned his head and glanced at Song An, who looked serious.

So Wu Zheng didn't say it out loud and changed the topic, "...The war has been fought for so many years... Now the war in eastern Zhejiang has become a foregone conclusion. It is impossible for the foreigners to reverse... You should take a rest... In this way, in a few days, I plan to enter Beijing, and you will go with me... together!"

When Wang Yilin heard this, he was happy. At this time, Wu Zheng suddenly said he wanted to enter the capital. Wang Yilin had already had a premonition that something was coming soon.

So he bowed solemnly: "I will obey the prince's arrangement!"

"However, you have to be wronged to hide for a few days... After all, the war on the offshore has not officially ended yet!"

"I will understand!"

Wu Zheng turned around and waved to Song An, "... Find a safe place for him and have a good rest for a few days."

"yes."

....

The fourth year of Jianxing, on the seventh day of the fifth month.

The Jianxing Dynasty discussed the political affairs of the King of Wu, and the General Wu Zheng led all the civil and military officials, escorted by 6,000 soldiers of the Northern Expedition Army, to leave Hangzhou Prefecture and head for the capital.

Along the way, the team was moving very slowly and patrolling the various prefectures along the way.

In particular, Wu Zheng went to Jiading and joined his father Wu Bochang to pay tribute to his uncle Wu Zhifan and the heroic spirits of the soldiers who were killed in the battle.

Wu Bochang, who was fifty years old, burst into tears in front of his brother's tombstone. He had not seen each other for more than ten years. Goodbye was a journey of life and death.

In this way, Wu Zheng walked ten days from Hangzhou Prefecture to Yingtian Prefecture, a three-day journey.

If it weren't for the revelation, the King of Jin had arrived in Luzhou and would soon arrive in Beijing. There were also foreigners who joined forces to negotiate peace missions and had already arrived in Yingtian Prefecture. Wu Zheng might still want to go to Danyang. Dan was the only one who could pay tribute to the soldiers who died there.

....

On the evening of May 18th.

Wu Zheng arrived outside Zhengyang Gate of Yingtian Prefecture.

The chief minister Mao Xiang led all civil and military officials and tens of thousands of spontaneous people to come out of Zhengyang Gate to welcome him thirty miles away.

That night, Wu Zheng camped outside the city.

At the beginning of the next day, Wu Zheng entered the city from Zhengyang Gate surrounded by crowds.

From Hongwu Gate, through Chengtian Gate, and directly into Fengtian Gate, the road is unobstructed.

Whenever the guards of the gates and the imperial guards were on duty, they would kneel down to pay a great gift to see them.

Wu Zheng stopped at the steps of Fengtianmen.

The Marquis of Shaoxing and the commander of the Imperial Army, Chen Zhiyuan, came forward and bowed, "I am Chen Zhiyuan, please see His Highness, the King of Political Consultative Affairs!"

Wu Zheng nodded.

Chen Zhiyuan stepped forward and said softly: "Report to Your Highness, Your Majesty has been waiting in the hall for a long time... Please, Your Highness enter the hall!"

Wu Zheng smiled and asked, "She...is nothing wrong?"

Chen Zhiyuan replied, "Eight days ago, I received a letter from Your Highness and immediately reported to Your Majesty... Your Majesty said that she had already abdicated in public and delayed it until today, and was temporarily in charge of Your Highness... Your Highness can hand over at any time!"

Wu Zheng slowly turned around, faced the crowd behind him, glanced at the dark crowd, and suddenly sang, "Today, I stepped into Fengtian Palace alone to ascend the throne... Dukes and generals, if you still have any objections at this time, please speak to stop it!"

There was silence throughout the square.

Wu Zheng asked this three times, and saw that no one objected, he said, "Since no one objected, then I will take it as my own!"

After saying that, he slowly walked up the steps with his hands in his arms.

Chen Zhiyuan followed.

Ma Shiying and others behind Mao Xiangchong shook their eyes and followed Wu Zheng closely.

....

In Fengtian Hall, Zhu Chenyu sat upright in dress.

From the gap in the bead curtain on your forehead, Wu Zheng was walking towards him step by step from the entrance of the hall.

Although this is an irreversible thing, Zhu Chenyu's mood is very complicated at this time.

During these nine years, whether it was the King of Lu, the two dynasties of Yixing, Jianxing, Longwu and Yongli, they all held the Ming Dynasty flag, but... perhaps after today, the Ming Dynasty would no longer exist!

Looking at Wu Zheng getting closer and closer, a trace of inexplicable unwillingness flashed through Zhu Chenyu's heart.

Fortunately, with Kuanyu for so long, Zhu Chenyu had figured it out. It would be a blessing to hand over this world to his brother!

"My dear Wu Zheng, please pay homage to your Majesty and respectfully invite the Holy Spirit!"

Zhu Chenyu slowly stood up, raised her right hand and pointed it in vain, saying, "Please come forward!"

Wu Zheng responded, "I obey the order!"

Wu Zheng turned around, glanced at the ministers in the hall, then turned around and stepped onto the jade steps.

Zhu Chenyu reached out and took the jade seal from the table. She held it in front of Wu Zheng with both hands. "I, Emperor Jianxing Dynasty, today I will entrust Guozha to the King of Political Consulting. I hope the King of Political Consulting will treat all living beings in the world well... I will live up to my entrustedness!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Chenyu said softly: "The Wu family protects the Huizong lineage, and has been eleven generations today... This jade seal has been guarded by the Wu family and is entrusted to my brother today, maybe... it is God's will!"

Wu Zheng nodded and took the jade seal from Zhu Chenyu with both hands. "I will never let down the entrustedness of Your Majesty... I will thank you for your order!"

Then, Wu Zheng turned around and held the jade seal in his hand.

Zhu Chenyu calmly walked down the jade stairs, stood firm before Mao Xiang, and then turned to face Wu Zheng.

Then, with Mao Xiang, all the civil and military officials in the hall, and the imperial guards in the hall, knelt down and praised them.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

A tsunami sounded like a mountain and thunderous sound resounded throughout Fengtian Palace.

Following, in front of Fengtian Palace, tens of thousands of troops knelt down and bowed into the palace, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The sound of stormy waves spreads from Fengtian Palace Square to the palace city.

Those who hear the sound will kneel down on the spot and praise it loudly.

The praises were heard to the imperial city and now they were heard to the whole city.

Like the waves that aroused, it quickly spread throughout Yingtian Prefecture, like spring thunder rolling.
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