In Zhang Rui's opinion, the reason why Zhu Dachang asked to stand in front was just because he wanted to pay homage to Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum and get the blessing of the Ming Dynasty emperor. ◢自＊梦＊小◢说щЩш. Since Guan Renli, the head of the Ministry of Etiquette, said that he was not suitable to stand in front, Zhu Dachang would not force it anymore, lest he would not be blessed and would have bad luck.
"Report, King of Han. There are officials from the Ministry of Rites outside the camp asking for an audience." Just when Zhang Rui wanted to ask Zhu Dachang for his opinion, he saw guards outside the camp coming in to pass the report.
"Pass it in!" Zhang Rui replied.
"As you command, King Han." The guard responded and went out.
"...The inspection has been completed, please come in..."
"OK, thanks…"
After a vague conversation outside the door, a man in official uniform came in from the door.
"Priest Wang Jingzhong of the Ministry of Etiquette has met His Royal Highness the King of Han." The person who came in bowed to Zhang Rui who was sitting on the main seat.
"Ai Qing is still alive, I wonder what the purpose of Ai Qing's coming over is?" Zhang Rui looked at the respectful official below and asked harmoniously.
"Thank you, His Highness the King of Han. Return to His Highness the King of Han. The time for worshiping auspicious people has come. The minister came to inform the King of Han that it is time to go to the mausoleum to perform the worship ceremony." Wang Jingzhong said and bowed again.
"Okay, in that case, let's all go there together!" Zhang Rui stood up from his seat and said.
"I obey..." Everyone who was sitting down stood up from their seats and bowed to Zhang Rui.
Zhu Dachang looked like he was hesitating to speak, but when he saw everyone talking like this, he had no choice but to answer along with what everyone said.
A large number of people came to the outside of Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum. At this time, the sound of drumming had already resounded through the sky. The officials of the Ministry of Rites have also prepared the incense, blessings, sacrifices, silk and other items used for offering sacrifices to the general's mausoleum.
This worship ceremony was different from the haste when the bandit-suppressing army had just captured Nanjing City. Everything was carried out according to the scale that a royal mausoleum ceremony should have.
Because Zhang Rui attached great importance to this worship, important officials at all levels also attended the ceremony to avoid giving a bad reputation in front of the new emperor.
Under the guidance of Guan Renli, the head of the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Ruizheng slowly approached the tomb of Ming Xiao.
Since he traveled here, he has suffered all kinds of hardships, and with the unknown about the future, he has walked step by step to the present. Zhang Rui has a lot of pain in his heart but cannot tell others.
The same thing was to drive away the Tartars. Zhang Rui respected Zhu Yuanzhang from the bottom of his heart. Zhu Yuanzhang succeeded, but can he succeed? Zhang Rui didn't dare to tell others about his worries, so he could only carry them silently by himself.
After all, the uprising is nothing more than playing games and playing house. It can be stopped at any time. Nowadays, the wealth and lives of millions of people are tied to him. If he makes a big mistake in his decision-making, it will be a cruel catastrophe for the people under his rule.
Having experienced the same situation, Zhang Rui finally understood how great Zhu Yuanzhang was. He was also poor and had nothing, but he had hundreds of years of experience and modern education compared to Zhu Yuanzhang, but Zhu Yuanzhang was a real cowherd boy who got up by rolling around.
The mausoleum is in front, and Zhang Rui is approaching it step by step. At this moment, it can be seen that the display of sacrifices on each case has a fixed pattern.
On the emperor's official desk, there are three jue, one tea, two soup, two rice, four vegetables, one roasted meat, one roasted liver, one meat and bone, one oil cake, one horn, one chestnut, one date and one round eye. 1. One lychee, one walnut, two steamed buns, one mutton, two hog meat, one juice pot, one wine pot. The sacrifices displayed on the Queen's official case are the same as those on the Emperor's case, except that there is no wine pot but a teapot.
In addition, before the emperor and empress' formal proceedings, there are one cow (calf), one sheep, and one hog. In front of it, there is a section of silk made by the emperor and empress in advance, and one incense and two candles are placed in front of the silk.
There is a bottle table on the left to hold wine bottles, and a blessing table on the right to hold the celebration plates. Congratulations are written on the screen. The congratulatory message consists of two parts: the beginning and the main body. The posthumous name of the empress and the title of the successor emperor must be written in the first part of the tomb.
The arriving officials also took their places one by one, waiting on both sides for Zhang Rui to start the ceremony.
"The sacrifice has begun, please come forward..." Wang Jingzhong shouted from the side.
After hearing Wang Jingzhong's shout, Zhang Rui naturally stood in front of the case table. At this time, Zhu Dachang was seen following Zhang Rui.
"Old Guozhang...Old Guozhang, please go to some of the stations below..." Guan Renli, who noticed Zhu Dachang's unusual behavior, lowered his voice and reminded kindly.
"Dad, what are you doing! Come down here quickly..." Zhu Zhangzhang called helplessly.
When other officials heard this, they all looked up at Zhu Dachang. There were those in his eyes that were reproachful, disgusting, strange, and even mocking him for being an old country man who was ignorant.
Many officials even looked at Guan Renli, the head of the Ministry of Rites, and some blamed him for not explaining the matter clearly to this "country old man" in advance and letting him make a joke here.
Wang Jingzhong did not dare to continue shouting when he saw such a situation happening. After a moment of silence, under the "fiery" eyes of the officials, Zhu Dachang turned around with some embarrassment and wanted to retreat.
At this moment, I heard Zhang Rui behind me say: "If grandpa really wants to stand in the front, just come with me in the front! As long as I am here, I believe Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty will not blame grandpa for his respect."
"Yes, you are here." Zhu Dachang was moved after hearing Zhang Rui's words, and murmured Zhang Rui's words again.
Zhu Dachang's "shy" and frightened mood suddenly calmed down under the gaze of hundreds of officials. Indeed, having Zhang Rui as his nephew is his greatest pride. Maybe there are many things he has to face next, but Zhu Dachang feels that he should face it, whether it is for himself, his nephew or even the whole world.
Zhu Dachang, who had just wanted to turn around, turned back again, facing Zhang Rui with his back to the officials.
"Sir Wang Jingzhong..." Zhu Dachang struggled a little in his heart, but he still spoke to Wang Jingzhong who was looking at him.
"Do you have any instructions for me to call you?" Wang Jingzhong didn't understand why Zhu Dachang suddenly called him, but he didn't dare to show any slightness, especially in front of Zhang Rui. So, he bowed to Zhu Dachang with both hands and replied.
"When you recite the name of the officiant later, please add Zhu Dachang, the 17th generation grandson of Emperor Taizu, after reciting the name of King Han. Thank you!"
Zhu Dachang looked nervous when he spoke. He didn't know what kind of situation or disaster he would face next. But Zhu Dachang still clenched his fists and spoke clearly and firmly.
Because Zhu Dachang understood that saying this might be a "disaster" for his family, but it had many benefits for Zhang Rui.
And what Zhang Rui is missing now is a background that can control people.
