In Nanchang City.
Although there were endless shouts and killing outside the city, it made people feel worried. However, the joyful atmosphere that was barely decorated seemed to cover up all the flesh and blood fighting outside the city. The Ning Palace has now been converted into an imperial palace, and the royal utensils that had been prepared have replaced the former royal utensils. Zhu Jinjun stepped into the Golden Palace, which was originally set up for the Yin'an Hall.
Yin'an Hall was painted with gold paint. Although he was deceiving himself, Zhu Jinjun stepped forward step by step and seemed very serious and solemn, as if under his feet, just like the palace of Beijing City, as long as he stepped on this copper brick, the copper brick would become the nine states of the world, and the people standing above would truly rule the world and hold the life and death of the people in the world.
As long as he smiles, the world is filled with peace and happiness.
But his smile became cold, so the border horns were connected, and the official road was filled with endless servants, with thousands of miles of territorial soil, blood was formed into a river, and stones were piled up like mountains.
The life, death, honor and disgrace of millions of people is maintained by one person. Zhu Jinjun believes that this person should be himself and should belong to him. At this time, he is thinking about what those who stand solemnly on both sides of His Highness are afraid no one can guess. I believe that at this time, he thought of his ancestors, the King of Ning who was originally in the border town, the ancestor who was fooled by the King of Yan, and the so-called clan who had no choice but to migrate to Jiangxi.
The seeds of hatred had already sprouted in Zhu Jinjun's blood. He hated Beijing City and everyone in Beijing City. This should have been his country and everything, but it was picked.
But now, the feeling of moving towards his throne step by step is really wonderful, so wonderful that Zhu Jinjun's bones all over his body are so slim. When he arrived in front of the throne, the throne was carefully prepared by him earlier. Its size and style were exactly the same as those in Beijing. Even the empty patterns inside were just the same. The throne was covered with warm mats of gold and silver threads. Zhu Jinjun turned around and his face was facing the nervous "civil and military officials" of His Highness. He immediately showed a comfortable smile.
"Long live my emperor!"
Everyone bowed down together and shouted at the "new" emperor three times.
This situation is really not small, and almost the vast majority of the "Prime Ministers", "Shangshu" and "Sir" in Nanchang Prefecture were present.
"Flat!" Zhu Jinjun deliberately delayed his voice and then sat down.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Everyone followed the steps, which was different from Zhu Jinjun. Zhu Jinjun was completely immersed in his imagination. However, most people just listened to the shouts of killing from Dongcheng.
The shouts of killing seemed to be getting closer.
"I!" Zhu Jinjun raised his voice, pointed his hand at Fangliang, then slowed down his speech, and said, "I was ordered to change my reign to Qingyuan and ascend to the throne to the emperor!"
Qingyuan... means the original Qingyuan. This clearly means that he is the real emperor. The world should belong to his family, but it was just usurped by others.
Zhu Jinjun's eyes narrowed slightly and said lightly: "Who is Zhu Youzhe? He is the son of a palace servant, the son of a eunuch, who stole the Ming Dynasty. Although he was an emperor, he favored the treacherous and slander. He subverted the country, made the people uneasy, and suffered from the lives of the people. I am the blood of Taizu's relatives. Today, I want to rectify the origin, fight against the injustice, and support the country at the forefront..."
He started to speak in a big way, talking nonsense, saying nothing more than how he was justified, and how the dying emperor in Beijing was not justified. However, only these civil and military officials in the palace were listening to these words, and only they had to listen to them.
In fact, most people already feel that the shouts of killing are getting closer and closer. Many people are afraid and are already absent-minded, but at this critical moment, no one has the courage to stand up.
The rest of the hall was silent, only Zhu Jinjun's passionate and low voice was then.
I have to say that Zhu Jinjun is indeed a person who is good at bewitching people's hearts. His words can always make people feel impressed. However, on this occasion, only God knows how many people can hear them.
"Kill..." Not too far away, shouts of killing came.
This sudden shout-out should have been passed on one mile away, but it still disturbed Zhu Jinjun's continued performance. Zhu Jinjun couldn't help but frowned.
Have the official army arrived?
Zhu Jinjun seemed a little disappointed. He originally thought that as long as it was in close combat, his army would definitely repel the official army in one fell swoop, and this victory would inspire the morale of the soldiers and civilians in the city.
But……
Zhu Jinjun ignored these things anymore, and looked around at the civil and military officials. Obviously, many people became more uneasy, and some even began to look around. Zhu Jinjun frowned and couldn't help but say, "What happened?"
In fact, all kinds of bad war reports outside have been passed here long ago, but because the "Emperor" had already ordered the emperor and did not disturb him when he ascended the throne, the warriors outside the hall did not dare to come in to report. At this time, after hearing Zhu Jinjun's question, someone immediately stumbled in and said with a sad face: "Wang... Emperor, something is not good. An hour ago, the thief army took down a corner of the East City, and then a steady stream of thief troops rushed in. Changshenghou personally led the army to go.
The interception was smooth, but suddenly a team of thieves holding muskets and bayonets were erected on the muskets, and they suddenly scattered Changshenghou's men and horses. There was no danger to defend in the east city. As a last resort, Changshenghou had to organize people to fight the thieves' army. Who knew that the thieves' musket team was really powerful and they were in line to rush to kill, but they were unstoppable. Although they did not fire the muskets, the rushing power of Changshenghou led his troops to retreat..."
Zhu Jinjun said coldly: "But where is the King of Pingnan? Where is he? Why don't he transfer the military and horses from Xicheng to reinforce?"
"Pingnan... King Pingnan has...he has rebelled..."
The hall was in an uproar, and everyone looked at each other. Just like all the signs of defeat like a mountain of fall, many people were already feeling bad, and some even wanted to run out of the hall and clean up their soft and escape.
These people were blocked by the warriors who had been waiting outside the hall and were driven back.
"Your Majesty, you can't fight anymore, it's more important to escape. Keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. Now the south gate is still in our hands, so we can take the opportunity to break out from there..."
"Yes, Prince, it's better to sit and wait for death..."
"Stop talking!" Zhu Jinjun shouted loudly.
Everyone couldn't help but feel quiet.
Zhu Jinjun sneered: "Escape, where can I escape? I have been ordered by heaven. There is only the emperor who dies in this world. How can there be an emperor who flees in a hurry? I will have God's blessing. Don't say much!"
In fact, Zhu Jinjun's second half is nonsense, but what he really wants to say is the first half. If you run away, there is no way to escape. Since escaping is death, it is better to die openly.
When things got to this point, Zhu Jinjun had nothing to say. It was nothing more than a success or a defeat or a defeat, and it was just a complete loss.
He is not afraid...
In fact, he wasn't afraid at all.
He is a clan and a vassal king, and the fake emperor Zhu Youzhan, this person... Zhu Jinjun has already seen through it. This person seeks fame and reputation and is the best at catching people's hearts. Even if Zhu Jinjun falls into Zhu Youzhan's hands, Zhu Youzhan will only ban him at most, and at most let him guard the tomb.
The shouts of killing were getting closer and closer, and there were screams everywhere. These voices were clearly spreading in the hall. Some of the civil and military officials who were unruly sitting on the ground, some were crying in silence, and some were pale and trembling.
Only Zhu Jinjun sat high on the imperial chair, but at this time he didn't say anything anymore. No matter how much he said, it was unintentional. It was like the imperial chair under the butt of Zhan Lian. Zhu Jinjun always wanted to sit on the imperial chair with his lower head.
The entire Nanchang City was almost completely broken. After several attacks, Liu Chengfeng finally took the new army. As soon as the new army arrived, he immediately joined forces with various troops to enter the city. The rebels in the city were already in a low morale. Seeing the official army rushing in, they were all in great hope. They fought to the death and surrendered, and the official army rushed to occupy important street intersections. At this moment, Liu Chengfeng appeared in the city on a horse. Around him was a guard composed of hundreds of people. Liu Chengfeng pulled his horse to the vicinity of the Ning Prince's Mansion. The resistance here was particularly fierce. There were dense rebels everywhere to prepare for stubborn resistance. Liu Chengfeng looked at the Ning Prince's Mansion from the rear and immediately issued an order for the general attack.
The morale of the officials and soldiers gushed out from all directions was like rainbows, constantly rushing out from all over the place. The city was already in chaos. After a fight, Yang Biao appeared in front of Liu Chengfeng covered in blood. He had many traumas on his body and said with a heavy breath: "Sir, the rebels outside the royal palace have been cleared."
Liu Chengfeng got off the horse and said seriously: "Everyone follows me."
Thousands of soldiers surrounded the royal palace and were already in a mess. Many officials had already climbed over the wall and cleared the last remaining force in the royal palace. The gate of the royal palace had also been opened. Liu Chengfeng personally led hundreds of people to enter with his sword. The newly decorated royal palace was in a mess. The next moment, a team of officials had rushed into Yin'an Hall. Liu Chengfeng stepped in slowly and looked around. He looked at the side of the palace. He was shocked and so-called civil and military officials, but in the hall, Zhu Jinjun was sitting high on the imperial chair and looking down at him.
What kind of eyes are this?
The eyes were filled with incomparable resentment and resentment, and the blood-filled eyes were extremely scarlet.
Liu Chengfeng sneered coldly.
Once again, he met Zhu Jinjun. It seemed that everyone had few opportunities to meet, but this time they met was definitely the most unique one.
Liu Chengfeng pressed the hilt of his sword at his waist, and the guards on his side immediately dispersed, driving all the civil and military officials to a corner. Someone took out the ropes and tied them up one by one.
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