Chapter 18 I am the Emperor

The tenth year of China, the 195th year of 1905, April 11, Tuesday, the seventh day of the third lunar month.

The year is in the south, the dragon and the sun clash, the blue dragon star is on duty, and the zodiac is very auspicious. The Gengchen gold wing is built on the day, so it is advisable to travel, take office, make friends, write letters, and see the work; avoid making ground, opening a warehouse, marrying, and accepting the acquisition.

Beijing.

Millions of citizens gathered around the Tianan Square. Countless imperial guards were dressed in neat military dresses, fully armed, platooned the walls of people, guarding order. A small national flag of golden dragons waving in the hands of citizens, everyone looked forward to it, waiting for that solemn moment.

The sound of salutes came, and the solemn national anthem of the Chinese Anthem sounded. People sang the national anthem with tears in their eyes, watching the national flag with red golden dragon stomping on the sun rising high, as if to pierce the sky.

The guards were all black in uniform, holding a saber, wearing a peacock feather helmet, and riding the black Anglo-Saxon horse, and the guards were slowly coming with their ceremonial steps.

A beautifully decorated four-wheeled gold-inlaid carriage slowly passed through the long street under the escort of the cavalry, from west to east. The carriage slowly stopped in front of the Jinshui Bridge. The guards carried over the wooden platform. A young man wearing a marshal's dress and a marshal's cap got out of the carriage, stood on the wooden platform, and slowly waved to the crowd.

The sunlight fell from the end of the long street, and the whole figure of the young man was shrouded under a golden halo.

People cheered passionately, venting their enthusiasm to the new ruler of the empire. People who have experienced hardships, life and death, and parting, have given their hopes for the future to this young man who has just been eighteen years old and has lost his parents.

Zheng Yu looked at the crowd with majestic and calm expressions. He waved his hand and stood attentively, greeted a solemn military salute, looked around with a stern cheer, and then returned to the carriage amidst the deaf cheers. The coachman shook the reins, and the carriage turned onto the Jinshui Bridge, and walked into Tianan under the entourage of the cavalry of the guards.

The palace is open.

The soldiers of the imperial guards were arranged left and right, with four pitch-black ink lines, from Tianan, through the end, through the afternoon, to the Hall of Supreme Harmony. The golden carriage slowly walked between the ink lines, and the imperial flags on the carriage flew. As the convoy slowly advanced, all the imperial guards officers and soldiers were politely saluted wherever they passed. A solemn and sacred feeling surged in their hearts. At this moment, everyone felt extremely strongly how important and prominent the responsibilities and honors they had as an imperial guard soldier!

They stared at the commander's car with deep and solemn eyes. With just one order, they could follow the car and this person to the ends of the world!

The carriage slowly stopped before midnight, Zheng Yu slowly walked out of the carriage, wearing a long cloak of red velvet, Qiu Haiyang and Zhou Xiaoyu were dressed in a generous dress, holding the cloak on the left and right, and behind it was Ke Shan and Ming Yuelan paired. Everyone had a focused look and a solemn expression.

The imperial guards in black uniforms held up the imperial flag and opened the way in front. The imperial guards in white dresses followed silently behind. Amid the solemn national anthem, the team passed through the passage of the imperial guards. Wherever they passed, thousands of officials and people from all walks of life knelt down on one knee, stroked their right hand and saluted their eyes.

In the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony Square, there were only the sound of footsteps of a group of people walking.

Zheng Yushen walked calmly on the long imperial road.

In front is this ancient Eastern country, the symbol of the monarchy for hundreds of years, the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

At this moment, his heartbeat seemed to be integrated with the sound of footsteps.

Under the light at the end of the road, the shining throne is the supreme power of the empire.

Mastering it, possessing it, control this huge empire.

This is the dream of all aspiring men over the past thousands of years; it is also a scene that has only appeared in boring fantasies.

And now, all of this appears before you alive.

There was a loud and loud name in the sky, and people couldn't help but raise their heads.

An eagle, at some point, soared over the Tai Chi Hall, making a desolate and powerful chirping.

Zheng Yu squinted his eyes and smiled, continuing to move forward steadily.

Is this my father Zheng Ying’s spirit in heaven looking at him?

"Father, I'm here, I've seen it, I've done it, I've succeeded." Zheng Yu thought silently, "I returned to the capital and quelled my rebellion. I'm about to become the emperor of this country, lead them to win the war of fate, completely break the cycle of governance for thousands of years, and make them become self-esteem, self-reliance, independent and independent people, change the national democracy movement, and change this period of history."

"Father, are you satisfied?"

The sharp and desolate eagle crow gradually faded away. This eagle flying over the Mongolian grassland gradually faded away from sight, as if waving goodbye to the people of the world.

Zheng Yu walked up to the stairs of white marble.

His eyes were persistent, his expression was solemn, and his steps were firm.

He finally came to that hall and faced the supreme throne.

He walked up the steps step by step.

Four objects are enshrined on the imperial throne.

The emperor's crown symbolizes the emperor's inheritance of tradition and domination of the world;

The emperor's scepter symbolizes the emperor's authority as recognized;

The emperor's sword symbolizes that the emperor has the power to protect the country and punish violence;

The Constitution symbolizes that the emperor governs the country by using the law as a means.

Zheng Yu slowly walked to the throne before the imperial throne and bowed deeply. After three bows, he stretched out his hand without hesitation, first picked up the emperor's sword and wore it around his waist, symbolizing that the emperor had the strongest power first. Then he picked up the scepter, symbolizing that the emperor had the supreme power. Finally, he picked up the Constitution and raised it high in his hand, symbolizing that he respected the law, relied on the law, and protected the law.

The Prime Minister of the Empire, Liu Dingyi, said solemnly: "The Crown Prince of the Empire, His Highness Zheng Yu, is about to officially take office as the second emperor of the Chinese Empire. The Supreme Court, do you have any objections?"

Shen Jiaben, the president of the Imperial Supreme Court, cleared his throat and said solemnly: "The Supreme Court, there is no objection."

Liu Dingyi bowed deeply to Zheng Yu: "There is no objection to the cabinet."

The Speaker of the Upper House of Empire, Jung Jingen, bowed deeply: "Parliament, no objection."

Xu Fan saluted in awe: "Navy, no objection."

Chief of the Army General Staff Jiang Sheng saluted: "The National Defense Forces, no objection."

Li Yuanhong, commander of the First Division of the Royal Imperial Guard, saluted: "The Imperial Guard, support His Highness Zheng Yu, and become the emperor of the Empire."

Liu Ding turned around to face Zheng Yu and bowed deeply: "The empire is united and supports His Highness Zheng Yu as the second emperor of the Chinese Empire."

The ceremonial sang loudly: "Zheng Guan~"

Zheng Yu took off the marshal's cap and handed it to Du Zhi, who was standing next to him. He held up the crown and put it on his head with both hands. The guard raised the dressing mirror, and the nv official was the crown and His Majesty the new emperor.

The salutes roared, and everyone surrounded Zheng Yu and came to the outside of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. They were outside the hall, facing thousands of people from all walks of life in the courtyard.

"His Majesty Zheng Yu has officially inherited the throne and is the second emperor of the Chinese Empire."

Everyone knelt on one knee and stroked their chests with their right hands.

Zheng Yu raised the emperor's scepter, held the Constitution in his right hand, placed it on his right chest, and said in a deep voice: "I am sincere and I will swear to the people of the empire that I will abide by the Constitution, be loyal to the duties, defend the empire, enhance the welfare of the people, and do not let the people down. I will swear to the people."

Everyone bowed their heads and swore: "I swear to you: be loyal to the empire Emperor Zheng Yu, be loyal to the empire, maintain the unity of the empire, and be committed to the prosperity of the empire, and be dedicated to the welfare of the people."

Zheng Yu stretched out his hands and everyone stood up.

The sound of salutes sounded again, and he raised the scepter and constitution in his hand high, and the earth-shaking cheers rang out almost at the same time inside and outside the Forbidden City, like a tsunami of mountains and seas, flooding the entire city.

Amid this earth-shaking cheer, Zheng Yu looked around proudly like a young eagle king.

Sophie looked at the familiar figure, burst into tears, but she just looked at it in a daze, as if she could never see enough.

Mingyuelan looked at the familiar silhouette with a slight smile on her face.

Qiu Haiyang stood behind the emperor's side, his eyes were extremely bright. He noticed the emperor's hand trembling with his light, and knew that the young man was so excited that he was extremely excited. His heart was also filled with a sense of pride.

After walking so many roads together and so many difficulties and obstacles, this embarrassing emperor heir was once shaken and feared, but he still bravely faced everything, defeated everything, and achieved his goal.

Yang Yongtai stood in the crowd, and the secretary next to him was surprised to see that the always calm and sophisticated chief of staff was already in tears, but he was still smiling at the young man, his friend and the lord.

Geng Xuan looked at the young emperor with four radiances, and the majestic and deep figure in his mind seemed to overlap with the young Yingrui's shadow.

Zheng Yu walked off his throne and slowly walked towards Wumén. Wherever he passed, cheers were earth-shaking. Behind him, rows of guards neatly lifted their posts, followed Zheng Yu, in dense queues, following the commander's footsteps, like a black jungle, leaving the Hall of Supreme Harmony and walking towards the vast world outside.

Twenty minutes later, Zheng Yu's figure appeared again on the Tianan City Tower. The millions of people gathered together finally boiled again, and cheers spread to all directions like the sea. The entire city was trapped in a carnival.

The vehicles were honking their whistles and firecrackers were ringing. The citizens on the street hugged each other excitedly, and the elderly at home were also standing at the window, looking at the jubilant scene, burst into tears.

Despite this storm, this country still welcomes new leaders.

He is young, he is strong, he loves the people, he has cleaned up the officialdom, he has attacked the intelligence network of hostile countries, he has defeated the powerful marshal, he overwhelmed all the challengers, he walked up to the throne in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and put the crown on his head with his own hands.

He is a real strong man, and he is qualified to command this country.

In the Temple of Heaven, Zhou Yong, the royal housekeeper, sat alone next to the coffin of the emperor and his wife, looking at the mourning hall surrounded by cigarettes, thinking about his seriously injured son Zhou Long, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and murmured to himself: "Your Majesty, Empress, Your Highness the Crown Prince has inherited the throne. You can feel at ease in heaven..."

On the tower of Tianan, British ambassador Zhu Erdian looked at the young man who felt a little strange. He was a personal friend of the royal family and often talked to Zheng Yu, but on this day, he was shocked to find that this young man seemed to be too different from his impression.

American Ambassador Rockhill murmured at the jubilant city: "...Napoleon? Lion?"

"He is eleven years younger than the first ruler, and this country is dozens of times larger than France!" French Minister Bi Sheng said solemnly, "Gentlemen, from this day on, our happy time in the Far East will be counted down. What they miss is probably nothing more than the confidence brought by defeating a real power."

Russian Minister Kosovitz looked at Bi Sheng, and their eyes met and each knew it.
Chapter completed!