leonardwarren Chapter 218
Chapter 218
Emperor Palace of Ming Dynasty.
Now because of the Feng Shui pattern, the Jiulong pilgrimage pattern.
The entire imperial city has been raised several hundred feet, not to mention serving as a palace for emperors to discuss politics.
Nowadays, I don’t talk about it, but there are thousands.
Standing tall, straight into the clouds, it makes people expect a deep sense of insignificance.
Below the palace, there are a total of nine thousand natural steps.
From the place in front of the hall of the court, it extends to the ground.
At this moment, the gate of the court has opened.
Jiang Tianming sits high on the emperor's dragon seat in the center, and he is covered with sun, moon, and star territories in the dragon robe that sets off his majesty vividly.
Hundreds of courtiers below them all lined up at both ends and stood bowed.
"From then on, the Daming Emperor's Palace was called "Mila Emperor's Palace."
The imperial city, the imperial city "Wujiang"! "
"Yes! Holy Emperor."
...
Jiang Tianming's eyes were deep, and his voice fell to the ground, and the officials did not dare to disobey the slightest.
However, the two characters of Miluo were a little puzzled by the officials.
But the word "Wujiang" deeply felt the ambition of the emperor in front of him.
Boundless, boundless 21's territory!
This means that Daming will continue to move forward, step by step towards the grand occasion where everyone is like a dragon.
At this moment, full of hopes appeared in the eyes of all the officials.
"Cheng Yu."
Jiang Tianming saw that the ministers responded one after another.
Turning his eyes, he looked at Cheng Yu, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites of the Ming Dynasty, who was standing in the forefront of the officials at this moment, and his whole body was full of mighty and upright spirits.
"The minister is here."
Cheng Yu respectfully came to the imperial court.
His almost heaven-defying change of fate made him extremely grateful to Jiang Tianming all the time.
Thinking that he was already in his sixtieth year, almost half of his foot stepped into the coffin.
But now he not only has a terrible practice of immortality, but also achieves the realm of Gold Core.
Five hundred years of life increase!
Let him stand on the court with high authority and shine.
With such emperor's grace and trust, Cheng Yu probably won't be able to find any chance to reciprocate in this life.
Only by loyal to the holy emperor, pursuing the will of the holy emperor, and clearing away all obstacles that can be cleared for Daming, can Cheng Yu feel rested in his heart.
"I, I want to establish a Vientiane Academy within the ten states and 100 prefectures in the border of the Ming Dynasty, and cultivate the talents of the Ming Dynasty pillars.
You are responsible for the preparations for this academy. "
Jiang Tianming said.
"Yes. Holy Emperor.
I would dare to ask, after the completion of the Vientiane Academy, will it replace the Shixian Hall? "
Cheng Yu said bewildered.
Nowadays, in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, the Shixian Guan is a place for recruiting talents, but there are still many poor schools such as private schools, which are still under the control of the Shixian Guan.
Now I heard that Vientiane Academy is also a talent to be cultivated, so I have this question.
After listening, Jiang Tianming also pondered for a moment and said:
"After the establishment of the Vientiane Academy, the Shixian Hall was merged into it, and Cheng Yu will serve as the superintendent of the Vientiane Academy."
"Yes. Holy Emperor."
Cheng Yu said with a bow.
"Cheng Yu, I, value Vientiane Academy very much.
In the future, if the border of Ming Dynasty is to be widely taught to the people, the Vientiane Academy will be an indispensable bridge. Do you understand? "
"Widely teach the people the magic..."
my God!
At this moment, the many courtiers above the court were shocked, and their faces were unbelievable.
How much courage does an emperor have to practice immortal law without fear of the people of the territory? !
The holy emperor's broad heart, the vastness of the pattern, and the mighty grace of the emperor are beyond comparison.
What kind of Ming Dynasty will grow into in the future?
At this moment, the officials above the Ming Dynasty Hall could not imagine everything.
"Yes! The minister must do his best, and do his best, so as not to disappoint the Holy Emperor!"
Cheng Yu was trembling slightly at this moment, since Jiang Tianming's words just exited.
Only then did Cheng Yu deeply feel the weight of the burden on his shoulders.
Only then did I understand that the identity of this Vientiane Academy's palace supervisor is no less important than the position of Shangshu!
This is the heavy trust that the Holy Emperor placed in him again!
Cheng Yu's eyes were slightly wet for a while.
"Xunmu, the construction of the Vientiane Academy Baijun will be completed in three months with the assistance of the Ministry of Engineering."
"Chen Zunzhi!"
Xunmu stood up and bowed in response.
Jiang Tianming nodded.
"One more thing."
The voice of majesty resounded in the large court hall and spread to every corner.
Only this time, even ordinary officials could hear the sudden drop in temperature in the holy emperor's voice.
"Before a month or so, the two great dynasties of Fusang and barbarians invaded our Ming territories.
Now is the time for liquidation. "
Jiang Tianming's words sounded through the court.
At this moment, there was a sense of killing all over the entire court hall.
For the barbaric Fusang, the foreign enemies who have always brought hatred and indelible pain to the territory of Ming Dynasty.
None of the courtiers had never thought about cutting off this threat completely.
In the past, the Great Xia Dynasty was weak, and each prince and country was pregnant with ghosts, and there was no time for him to take care of it.
But now that the Ming Dynasty dominates Kyushu, it is gradually moving towards the road of the immortal dynasty, which is by no means comparable to the Daxia Dynasty.
There is simply a huge difference between the two.
"Holy Emperor.
There are still ten thousand Jinyiwei small banners under the minister's command in northern Xinjiang.
The minister requested orders to suppress the two dynasties of Fusang and barbarians for the holy emperor, and pay tribute to the loyal souls of the people of the ten cities! "
Xiao Lin said.
On that day, he took Jin Yiwei to the ten cities in the northern border of Zheng State. It was also the mountain of bones that he saw with his own eyes.
The head of Jingguan was cruelly placed, and the scene of howling was everywhere.
Therefore, when the barbarian Fusang and his like were mentioned, the killing intent in his heart could not be restrained.
This time Jiang Tianming awarded Xiao Lin the title of "Yin & Yang Blood Killing Record".
Just by listening to its name, you can know what kind of Cultivation Technique it is.
Now Xiao Lin was angry with 493 in his heart, and a bloody air had begun to spill out of the court from the inside out.
All the officials who felt the breath felt a deep tingling pain on their skin.
Jiang Tianming looked at Xiao Lin on the high seat of the emperor's dragon chair, and seemed to feel Xiao Lin's state of mind.
Xiao Lin's request was not rejected.
"Xiao Lin listened to the order."
"The minister is here!"
Xiao Lin was overjoyed when he heard the majestic voice from the high seat, and hurriedly knelt to listen to the decree.
"The matter of the barbarians and the Fusang dynasty, I will leave it to you with full authority.
There is only one result I want, to slaughter the city, destroy the country, and kill it all! "
Jiang Tianming's voice fell to the ground, and Dantian Zhongzheng's Seal of Heaven moved slightly.
An imperial edict condensed by the fortune of the country, exuding a majestic and mighty light.
On the back of the imperial edict, there is a lifelike golden dragon of national destiny, and a big "Ming" character, powerful and domineering.
Just like this, after Jiang Tianming's voice fell, he appeared in the void in front of Jiang Tianming out of thin air.
Floating directly in the direction where Xiao Lin was.
Xiao Lin hurriedly bowed to catch it with both hands.
"After destroying the Fusang and the barbarians, use the imperial decree to devour the national fortune of the two countries!"
Xiao Lin's figure paused a bit, understanding the holy will.
Two hands raised the imperial edict high above the head, leaned over and bowed, making a sound.
The stern voice seemed to have turned the land of Fusang barbarians into a purgatory.
"Chen, Commander Jin Yiwei, Xiao Lin, take the decree!".
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