Laoshan Palace, Huangji Gate.
It’s time for the ministers to gather again!
Before dawn, the gate of Laoshan Palace, Chengtianmen, opened wide, and teams of carriages and horses drove over. The white lanterns leading the way were dotted with stars. The civil and military ministers in linen clothes and the leader of the vassal state or the leader on behalf of the state. The important ministers have all gathered and are waiting to attend the court meeting.
When the sky was getting brighter, the sound of the whip was sounded to remind everyone to go to court... This large group of people rushed into Chengtian Gate with cheers, and then stood in groups in the square outside the wide Huangji Gate. .
Because there were so many people coming, many of them were feudal princes who had never been to the imperial court in the past, so guards were arranged in the palace to lead the way and lead everyone to their respective places.
Everyone was almost standing, and there were a few more silent whips, and then a loud voice called out: "His Majesty the Ming Emperor has arrived!"
Emperor Zhu came, not alone, but with three brothers. The four of them came together... Although they are all old, they are in good health. They don't need anyone to support them, and they are all arrogant. Come out.
When the loud-voiced edict officer saw Emperor Zhu coming, he quickly shouted again: "Officials bow to you and welcome him!"
Say goodbye quickly!
There is no need to kowtow, but bowing is still unavoidable. There are three bows in total. While bowing, you shout: "Long live, long live, long live my emperor!"
The four brothers Zhu Cihong ignored them and each found a seat to sit down - Zhu Cihong had the throne, while brothers Zhu Cijiong, Zhu Cizhao and Zhu Cihuan placed chairs on both sides of the throne. The four brothers all sat down and looked at the ministers and princes below with smiles.
Such a grand scene, not to mention the grand scene before the Ming Dynasty and the ZTE, is the Ming Dynasty after the ZTE. This is the first time!
This is not a great dynasty meeting where civil and military ministers gather, but a Celestial Alliance Congress that brings together most of the vassal heads of the Ming Dynasty - commonly known as the Celestial Alliance Congress!
It was really a gathering of heroes from all over the world...most of them were named Zhu!
Regardless of anything else, the Ming Dynasty, which has spread its branches and descendants all over half of the world, can last for thousands of generations... Although there are countless local Ming Dynasties, there are so many descendants in the surrounding countries that can be found anywhere. Bye?
As long as one country remains, the Ming Dynasty will not be completely destroyed, right?
Zhu Cixiang, the leader of Zhongxing in the Ming Dynasty, sat on a throne under the Huangji Gate, looking at a group of vassal princes from the old Zhu family below. Some were his children and grandchildren, some were his brothers or nephews, and one was his own. My granddaughter... I don’t know whether she will be the Archduchess of Austria or the Queen of Hungary in the future? Just call her Maria Theresa, that's fine!
Oh, and many distant branch kings of the old Zhu family are also here - the founding of the country and the city have already formed an industrial chain! Of course, it was not just Zhu Cihong's immediate branch who benefited. The dozens of princes and princes from distant branches who gathered in Yingtian basically all joined forces and joined the vassal city-states! Although there are no big and powerful countries, there are still some moderately prosperous countries and prosperous city-states. As long as the Zhu family's kings and city lords can rush back to Tianfu, they are now standing in the square outside Huangji Gate. All of them are dressed in linen and filial piety, and they all look like good sons and grandsons of the Ming Dynasty!
Zhu Cixiang's eyes moved away from his granddaughter Maria Theresa, and then glanced at these distant branch kings one by one... They were all juniors, and none of them seemed to have participated in the Ming Zhongxing Campaign. of.
Just when Zhu Cixi was a little disappointed, he suddenly saw a white-haired old man, so he said to the guard beside him: "Go and call that old man over... the one who is swaying and seems to be awake!"
The guards around him got the order and immediately went to invite the old man Zongwang to the white marble platform under Huangji's sect.
When the old man arrived at the place, he paid homage again with great salute: "I, the Marquis of Liao Nei, Zhu Qirui of Jugang Kingdom, respectfully wish His Majesty the Ming Dynasty Wanfu and Jinan!"
This is a city lord.
When Zhu Cihong heard the old man's name, he knew where he came from...Palembang State was Zhu Cixi's "son state", and Riau Nei City was a commercial building under Palembang State on the edge of the Strait of Malacca. City. It's not too wealthy, and it can't be compared with Temasek, Malacca and Palembang, but it's okay and it's a profitable city-state.
Of course there is a reason why this old man could get such a good city-state. He is the "Qi" generation of the Min King family, and Zhu Cixiang has always taken care of the children of the Min King family. And this Zhu Qirui first joined the Xiaoling Guard Imperial Army as a soldier because of Zhu Cixiang's care. Later, he entered the Army Martial Arts Academy and became a professional officer after graduating from the Martial Arts Academy. Starting from the grassroots level, he climbed to the level of commander step by step, and was also granted the title of Earl of Kenan.
However, when he was forty-five or six years old, the old man was unwilling to retire and go home to take care of his old age. He got involved in an errand for the Prime Minister of the Twelve Principalities and ran to Sumatra Island.
Later, the principalities on Sumatra and Malacca were reorganized several times, and Zhu Qirui also changed from the principal of the principality to the lord of Riau City... His title was also promoted to marquis, and he became an important minister of the Palembang Kingdom. This time, I returned to Yingtian Mansion with the King of Palembang.
"Give me a seat!" Zhu Cixi smiled and ordered everyone around.
Immediately, someone brought the embroidered pier over and asked Zhu Qirui to take a seat.
Zhu Qirui did not dare to sit wide, but held his knees with both hands, like a primary school student.
Zhu Cixiang smiled and asked: "How is it, Marquis Liao Nei? Are you still making money?"
"Replying to Your Majesty," Zhu Qirui said, "My Riau is right on the Strait of Malacca. It also produces kerosene and pepper. It is a wealthy place, so it is profitable."
"That's good!" Zhu Cixiang nodded, "There are not many vassal and city-states that make money... Marquis Liau, how are your family members?"
Hearing this, Zhu Qirui sighed: "If you go to Nanyang to work hard, how can a family of all ages be good at it? Ten members of Chen's family went south. In more than 20 years, six people have disappeared one after another, and there are still four people left... ....However, many people were born in the past twenty years, and eight of them survived, so it’s not a loss.”
Whether you will lose money by going to Nanyang depends not only on the money, but also on the people!
In more than 20 years, six out of ten died, and eight people were born (raised), which is indeed not a loss!
Such a "survival rate" is of course inseparable from the introduction of cinchona and the gradual increase in output.
By the fifty-second year of the Hongxing reign, the survival rate (10-year survival rate) of immigrants in the cultivated lands of Nanyang was not much worse than that in the New World, almost reaching 50% - the New World was not without epidemics! Syphilis was produced in the Americas, and yellow fever was also widely prevalent in the Americas. In addition, some inexplicable plagues would break out in the American colonies, each time causing a certain amount of losses. Therefore, the 10-year survival rate of immigrants is only about 60%! Otherwise, due to the waves of immigration caused by the gold, silver, brass, and mink skins of the New World in the past few decades, the population there would have reached tens of millions...
It sounds cruel, but what is the average life span of humans these days? I don’t know if he is 40 years old!
"I heard that Nanyang has been in chaos in recent years?" Zhu Cixiang changed the subject again and asked about the security issues in Nanyang.
"It's a bit chaotic..." Zhu Qirui sighed, "There are too many countries, and many of them are losing money and have no choice but to take risks!"
There are no good people immigrating to Nanyang!
It's okay if you make money, but don't worry if you don't make money?
Moreover, there are many countries in Nanyang. If you commit a crime in this country, no one will arrest you in another place. Moreover, many of the bad guys are originally the monarchs and ministers of the country. How to catch them?
As for Zhu Qirui, the wealthy leader of the city-state, he was inevitably harassed by them.
Zhu Cixiang smiled and said: "I have also heard that... we need to find a way to make Nanyang, Southern Continent, and other celestial countries have a rule. All countries and cities must abide by it. Anyone who does not abide by it must do so." , let the whole world fight against it! Liau Neihou, do you think this is okay?"
"Okay, I wonder who makes these rules and who enforces them?"
Zhu Cixiang said: "This rule is called the "Magna Carta of the Heavenly Alliance", and it will be decided by everyone after discussion!"
