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Three days are enough for a message to spread widely and deeply within the capital. Almost everyone in the capital was looking forward to such a grand event. It was even more sensational when the Baigan Army escorted 493 Jurchen Tatars and many of their heads on the evening of the second day.

"Do you know? Originally, these captives were to be escorted to Yongping to rebuild their homes. But this time the emperor specially issued a decree that these captives should be used to commemorate the loyal martyrs of the Ming Dynasty!" A well-informed person loudly said the news he heard, It immediately attracted a lot of people.

Liu Laosan was also one of these people, and he confirmed in surprise: "Is it true? In this case, those Ming loyalists know something under the spring, and they can be regarded as smiling. Four hundred and ninety-three Jurchen Tatars are really a lot!"

"If it hadn't been for some more deaths on the road, he would have been in his early 500s!" The well-informed person scorned, and then broke the news.

An older man shook his head and said with emotion: "It's really rare! As far as the Jurchen Tatars are concerned, it seems that the former Mao Shuai gave some. In my mind, there is no others!"

In the past, Mao was a rebel and a sinner. Even the people who sympathized with Mao Wenlong did not dare to discuss it publicly. But at this time, the imperial court's decree to rehabilitate Mao Wenlong was also made public, and these people discussed it openly without any scruples. Even because they hate Yuan Chonghuan, they sympathize with Mao Wenlong even more.

After hearing this, everyone else recalled the past and couldn't help but sigh.

When Liu Laosan saw this, he started talking and said: "I haven't heard of any big wars these days! How did these Jurchen Tatars get captured by the White Army? Or were they captured alive? This is a great achievement!"

"When you say this, I can't help but get angry!" When the well-informed person heard this, he immediately said angrily, "These Jurchen Tatars came to Zhangjiakou and Shanxi merchants to urge food and supplies, but they didn't know what The damn Shanxi merchants have been executed by the emperor and the nine tribes have been killed, and the Baigan Army pretended to be Shanxi merchants and they were tricked, so they were able to capture so many Jurchen Tatars at once!"

Upon hearing this, these people suddenly became furious and couldn't help but cursed those dead Shanxi merchants. They took out the eighteenth generation ancestors of those Shanxi merchants and discussed them again.

After a while, the scolding seemed comfortable, and the well-informed person said: "According to unreliable news, the Baigan Army has made such great contributions, and our Ming Dynasty's only female general is going to be knighted!"

"Wow, so powerful!" When Liu Laosan heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised. Just a woman, she was awarded a title based on her military exploits. She really put many generals of the Ming Dynasty to shame.

Others were also feeling emotional, or perhaps because the news here was so explosive, many people gathered around one after another, and more and more people gathered, and then several pieces of news were mentioned repeatedly and spread quickly.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and the day of the ceremony arrived. In the early morning, the curfew had just ended. The people in the capital actually rushed out of their homes, as if they had been waiting at home for a long time, waiting for the curfew to end, and couldn't wait to go out.

If you look at it from the sky above the capital, you will see countless heads suddenly popping out of the houses, converging into countless streams in the streets and alleys, and then converging into rivers and pouring into Fengtianmen Square.

Such a scale was so unexpected that the government did not immediately dispatch soldiers to maintain order. Fortunately, almost all the people did not lose order, collide, fight or even riot due to the large number of people.

Everyone's face was solemn and their mood was calm, as if they were participating in something very important to them. Or maybe it’s a pilgrimage!

In a short time, Fengtianmen Square was filled with heads. Those who arrived later were stationed on both sides of the street leading from the Ministry of War to Fengtianmen Square. Because they knew that the ashes tokens of those loyal martyrs of the Ming Dynasty would be sent from the Ministry of War to the Loyalty Hall of the Ming Dynasty.

The ceremony has not yet begun, and the people who arrived in the square began to look at the Ming Dynasty Martyrs Hall. They were very curious about this magnificent palace built with cement specially invented by the emperor.

The first impression they had of the Ming Dynasty Loyalty Hall was that it was grand, spectacular, novel and solemn. After letting them see it, they couldn't help but feel that the Ming Dynasty Loyalty Hall was the best palace in the Ming Dynasty besides the imperial palace.

At this moment, the troops from the Five Cities Military and Horse Division finally arrived. The leader, Qianhu, was sweating. However, seeing the orderliness in the square, he couldn't help wiping his sweat and quickly asked his men to stand guard.

Not long after, the Jinyi troops came out from Fengtianmen and deployed around Zhonglie Hall. The people who were watching knew that the ceremony was about to begin. Suddenly, everyone became excited, wondering what this ceremony would be like!

They waited for a while and saw many more people coming out of Fengtian Gate. Taking a closer look, these people in the capital discovered that it was Wen Tiren, the chief minister, leading two columns of civil and military officials to the left and right.

Every official wore formal court uniforms and looked very solemn. Their faces were also very solemn. Even if they had other thoughts in their hearts, they still had to be solemn in front of the public. As a result, the solemn atmosphere in Fengtianmen Square immediately improved to a higher level.

Suddenly, three empty cannon shots rang out from the city gate upstairs, and then a loud, high-pitched voice rang out: "The Emperor is here!"

Immediately, Chief Assistant Wen Tiren led all civil and military officials to face Fengtianmen and bow to welcome the Holy Master. The people watching the ceremony in the square knelt down to greet him.

The royal road guarded by the Jinyi soldiers was not a straight line from Fengtian Gate to the entrance of Zhonglie Hall, but an arc.

Regarding this, Wen Tiren and the officials of the Ministry of Rites believed that a straight line was better, and since the emperor was the emperor, he did not need to go out to greet him. It was high enough for the chief minister to come forward. However, none of them expected that Emperor Chongzhen was so insistent that they had no choice but to do this.

Under great expectations, Emperor Chongzhen appeared. This time, he did not wear a golden helmet or ride a horse, but appeared according to formal etiquette. But it was not blocked. Rolling up the curtain allowed him to see outside, and the outside could see him.

As soon as Emperor Chongzhen left the Fengtian Gate, he began to hear the continuous "ding ding" prompts from the system. In the lower left corner of the chat group, the achievement value numbers kept refreshing. The ones digit was almost unclear, only ten. Only 12,345 and other numbers can be seen, beating like a stopwatch.

Emperor Chongzhen was still satisfied with the growth rate of achievement points. He was thinking, isn't it just 200,000 achievement points? He will have it soon!

Before and after the royal chariot arrived at the Ming Dynasty Zhonglie Hall, Emperor Chongzhen stood on the side of the platform where a vertical pole was located, facing the civil and military officials, and solemnly announced the start of the ceremony.