Escorted by eight Kingfisher fighter jets, two Junkers-52s circled and landed on the runway of Xianlin Airport. On one side of the runway, there was already a fleet waiting. There was a red carpet several meters long in the middle, starting from the runway.
It extended to the door of a large black car. In front of the motorcade, in addition to the neat guards, military bands, and reporters, were the dignitaries who represented the Ming Dynasty to welcome the Prince of Siam.
Today, the person who came to the airport to greet me on behalf of the Ming Dynasty can be said to be a heavyweight. It can also be said that he is the most noble person in the entire Ming Empire, except Zhu Yourong.
The current King of Yanping is Zheng Xizhen.
Zheng Xizhen was the grandfather of the current emperor Zhu Yourong and the father of Changping Marquis Zheng Gongyin.
The old prince Zheng Xizhen is over 70 years old this year. He has never been in good health and rarely attends any formal occasions. But today, he specially came to Xianlin Airport, more than ten kilometers away from the eastern suburbs of Nanjing, to welcome his granddaughter Zhu Yourong on behalf of his granddaughter Zhu Yourong.
The arrival of the Prince of Siam.
Today's arrangement is that King Yanping will greet him at the airport, and Zhu Yourong will greet him at the gate of the imperial city.
King Yanping personally came to the airport to greet him, which was a very high standard for the Siamese prince. On the one hand, Siam was a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty. In terms of status, the King of Siam was only almost the same as King Yanping of the Ming Dynasty, while Siam was a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty.
Prince Luo was even lower. On the other hand, in terms of generation, the Prince of Siam came to Ming Dynasty to propose to Zhu Yourong. The two were of the same generation, and Zheng Xizhen was Zhu Yourong's grandfather, which is equivalent to the prince's elder.
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This could be regarded as indicating the prince's personal attitude to the ministers and many guessers. King Yanping himself was very satisfied with the marriage between his granddaughter and the prince of Siam.
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The Junkers plane turned its three propellers and slid slowly amidst the huge roar. The pilot was experienced and accurately positioned on the side of the red carpet, and the cabin door was facing the red carpet.
The reporters have already taken up their positions, with spotlights, cameras, and cameras all pointed at the cabin door.
The cabin door opened. The two attendants jumped down first, lowered the gangway, and then stood upright on both sides. Then, Prince Ananta Mahidol of Siam appeared at the cabin door.
Immediately, the reporters below were filming fiercely, their spotlights were flashing, and white smoke rose into the sky.
The prince was wearing a white dress and the Siamese royal family's badge on his chest. He was holding on to the bulkhead with one hand and holding a hat in the other hand, smiling and waving his hat to everyone below.
After posing for a while, he finally walked down the gangway and walked along the red carpet to the front of the motorcade. After several meters, he smiled sincerely, extended his right hand to King Yanping, and strode over.
King Yanping walked forward with a smile and shook hands with the prince. Immediately afterwards, the prince took a step back, put his right arm on his chest, and bowed deeply to King Yanping. This move made the surrounding flashlights flash into a climax.
"Your Highness," Zheng Xizhen said with a smile, "on behalf of the Emperor of Heaven and my subjects, I welcome your arrival."
The prince smiled brightly and bowed and smiled in Chinese:
"Your Majesty, on behalf of my father and all the people of Siam, I would like to extend my most sincere greetings and supreme respect to Her Majesty the Empress of the Ming Dynasty, the people of the Ming Dynasty, and you."
After saying that, the two held hands again and turned to the reporters with a tacit understanding, smiling.
Suddenly, there was another burst of spotlights taking pictures.
"Your Majesty," the prince said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for many years, and you are becoming more and more cheerful. How are your health recently?"
King Yanping laughed and said:
"Time is not forgiving. I am getting older, so I can still maintain my health by taking good care of myself. How about your father? How is your health?"
The prince shook his head slightly and said with a smile:
"My father has been in poor health in the past few years, but thanks to His Majesty's care and medicine, as well as the blessing of the Buddha, he has gotten better recently. My father has entrusted me to convey his personal greetings to you."
King Yanping nodded and said with a smile:
"Your Majesty is very considerate. Thank him for me. Please also convey my regards to him."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will definitely bring it to you."
After the guests and hosts exchanged greetings, King Yeonpyeong introduced the other people accompanying the reception one by one to the prince. The prince also introduced the members of the Siamese delegation to King Yeonpyeong.
Then, the military band played Siam's national anthem "Hymn" and the Ming Dynasty's national anthem "Mountains and Rivers of the Motherland" respectively.
After that, the motorcade started, slowly leaving the airport and heading towards Nanjing city.
After driving away from the sight of reporters at the airport, the three bulletproof vehicles changed their front and rear positions. This also means that from here to the Imperial City of Nanjing, no one except the convoy knew which of the three vehicles the prince was in.
It's in the car.
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There are twenty sidecar motorcycles at the front and rear of the convoy. On each motorcycle are two Guards soldiers, wearing steel helmets and carrying submachine guns on their chests, holding their heads high and looking straight ahead. There are ten cars in the middle, and the one in the middle
Three are Mercedes-Benz bulletproof cars, and the most important people are sitting there. One of them is the prince, and the other is the King of Yanping.
Xianlin Airport is more than ten kilometers away from Nanjing City, and it has to go around Purple Mountain in the middle. When the long motorcade was driving on the highway, many villagers in the villages and towns on both sides were watching the excitement excitedly, and many reporters were waiting.
On both sides of the road, tripods were set up to take photos of the convoy.
Whenever this happens, the convoy guards are most nervous. They have been told that assassins are likely to assassinate the prince. Most of them have also heard of the assassination at Bangkok Station. Now they are riding motorcycles, and at the same time
He glanced cautiously to both sides, ready to defend the convoy and fight the assassins at any time.
The motorcade entered the city of Nanjing and drove due north along the Yudao Street on the north-south axis. There were more citizens along the street. Many citizens waved small national flags of the Ming Dynasty and Siam and cheered towards the motorcade. After entering the city, the motorcade
The driving speed was very slow, but in the hearts of the escorting guards, the string was stretched as tight as possible.
There were more citizens watching than expected. Obviously, the assassination in Bangkok made the Prince of Siam a hot figure. Many people who didn't know or care about him before now came to watch the fun. Nanjing on both sides touched almost everyone.
The police and gendarmes who could be spared tried their best to maintain the situation on both sides of the street. After the Siamese prince entered Nanjing, he could not control himself when he saw that the people of the Ming Dynasty "loved" him so much. He stopped the convoy three times and got out of the car himself.
Get out and have "close contact" with the citizens on the roadside, chatting and laughing with them.
Although this move was dangerous, it also made the Prince of Siam's popularity among the people of Nanjing soar suddenly.
However, this was a hardship for the officers and soldiers responsible for the security escort. His Highness the Prince's request could not be forcibly disobeyed, and as soon as the Prince got out of the car, all the security work was equivalent to a decoration.
Finally, we finally reached the Imperial City in front of us. Yudao Street is divided into two sections, the north and the south. The area where Yudao South Street passes is from the entrance gate to the Imperial City, which is the outer part of Nanjing City. Yudao North Street
The place we pass through is the Imperial City. Although there is no city wall to separate it, it is still the core part of Nanjing. Further north is the Meridian Gate, and within the Meridian Gate is the Forbidden City.
According to the pre-arrangement, Zhu Yourong's motorcade had already arrived at the dividing point between Yudao South Street and Yudao North Street, where more reporters gathered. Zhu Yourong was still sitting in the car and did not show up.
This is not that Zhu Yourong is expressing reluctance, but that there are rules. According to diplomatic customs, the prince of Siam is visiting the Ming Dynasty on behalf of a country, and the master of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yourong, should come out to greet him. However, Siam has the advantage of being a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty.
There is a big difference in status between the two of them. When the Emperor of Ming Dynasty welcomes him at the gate of the imperial city, he has already fulfilled the etiquette. He can no longer stand and "wait eagerly". The prince must get off the car first after the convoy of the Prince of Siam arrives, and then Zhu Yourong can
After getting off the car, the two met and exchanged greetings.
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It was originally planned that the prince's motorcade would slowly drive towards the junction of the imperial city, and then Zhu Yourong's motorcade slowly appeared from the north. But the prince's motorcade had obviously been delayed for too long, and the queen and her entourage had been waiting here for ten minutes.
After a few minutes, the prince's motorcade slowly appeared from the south.
The large group of reporters here began to stir and get excited. They all set up their guns and cannons, preparing to shoot this romantic and touching moment and record a "fairy tale of a prince and a princess" with their cameras.
The prince's motorcade stopped twenty meters away from the Queen's motorcade. Under the fierce flash of spotlights, the guard opened the car door. His Royal Highness stepped out of the car, smiled and waved to the citizens and reporters around him. Then, he
Collar, with an admiring smile, walked slowly towards Zhu Yourong's motorcade.
A large number of reporters on both sides carried tripods and cameras, trotting along with their waists bent, stopping from time to time to snap a picture.
The crowd became even more commotion, and cheers came from the north.
It turned out that the door of Zhu Yourong's motorcade opened. Two palace maids came down, opened the door and stood on both sides.
Amid strong spotlights and cheers, Zhu Yourong got out of the car with a smile and waved to the people around him with a noble smile.
Then, she faced the direction of the prince, still with a polite and reserved smile, waiting for him to come forward to greet her. However, there was no trace of happiness or expectation in her eyes, but only a trace of imperceptible sadness.
Seeing the Prince of Siam getting closer and closer, and listening to the crazy cheers and whistles of the subjects around him, Zhu Yourong couldn't help but glance at the sky.
Oh my god...Xiang Xiaoqiang, where are you...I wish you could do something!
She tried hard to maintain a professional smile, closed her eyes slightly, and silently shouted in her heart:
God...if you have mercy on me, please give me a miracle!
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There was a loud noise that almost shattered everyone's eardrums, and then a strong shock wave almost pushed Zhu Yourong to the ground.
After the intense heat wave passed, Zhu Yourong tried to open his eyes and looked at everything in front of him blankly. Exclamations, screams, and crying gradually came from all directions.
In the prince's motorcade in the distance, one of the three bulletproof vehicles had turned into a pile of burning scrap metal. Broken glass, sawdust, and some burnt things were all over the ground.
In the distance, the Prince of Siam was trying to get up from the ground, but his hands and forehead were covered with blood, and his face was as white as paper, without a trace of human color. He struggled a few times, but his legs were already weak.
Still fell to the ground.
Just a few meters behind him lay a body.
Zhu Yourong stared at the corpse. The corpse was bloody and bloody, and the back of the head was completely cut into by a broken steel plate.
That was King Zheng Xizhen of Yanping, her grandfather.
Zhu Yourong's eyes darkened, he fainted and fell unconscious.