The Most Powerful Man in the World

I saw that Zhu Houzhao was wearing a big fur coat, with the clothes embroidered with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, dragons and other patterns by the most skillful embroiderers in the south of the Yangtze River. Kyu, holding Zhen Kyu in his hand, walked step by step towards the high altar.

The altar is as high as a hundred feet, and there are steps one after another. It is not an easy task to climb from the bottom to the top of the altar with these steps alone.

If this is a scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken, I am afraid that he will not be able to persist until he has climbed halfway.

Zhu Houzhao, however, was full of energy, stepping over the steps steadily step by step, and slowly climbed up to the altar.

The top of the altar is a hundred feet high, surrounded by fences carved from white jade, and has a plane with a radius of several feet, whether it is big or small.

The emperor stepped up to the top of the altar step by step, but the civil and military officials who came with the emperor also followed closely.

Standing on a step below the top of the altar are Yang Yiqing, Wang Yangming and other cabinet elders, and a little lower step is arranged in order according to their respective official positions.

The space above the altar is large enough, and the civil and military officials, including a group of kings and envoys from various countries, are not crowded on the altar.

"Whoosh..."

The hundreds of feet high altar has thousands of steps alone. Many officials have been climbing up and almost died of exhaustion on the way up. However, for those generals, such a height is no more than that. Calm down and be as steady as Mount Tai.

Chapter 660 IX The Great Ming Dynasty Establishment [1 More]

Standing on the steps, all the civil and military people looked towards the top of the altar, and at this moment, Zhu Houzhao, who was the emperor, still reached the top of the altar.

Dressed in solemn and solemn costumes, Zhu Houzhao, who looked solemn at the moment, looked like a high-ranking god.

Beside Zhu Houzhao, Shao Yuanjie and Zhang Yanjie, who were dressed in Taoist cassocks, were holding a roll of list of gods from Zhu Houzhao's hand, and Zhang Yanyi was also holding a roll of things in Zhang Yanyi's hand.

Following closely behind Zhu Houzhao, the two also climbed to the top of the altar.

If the emperors of the past dynasties worshiped the heavens, if they had great merits, they would all choose Mount Tai to worship the heavens. It is not an exaggeration to say that Zhu Houzhao's achievements surpassed the emperors of all dynasties.

However, Zhu Houzhao did not choose to go to Mount Tai to worship the heavens. Instead, he built such an altar outside the capital.

Such an altar, which can be called the largest altar in the past and present, is a huge amount of work. If it is not based on Daming's current background, it is really impossible to build it.

But with the background of the Ming Dynasty today, such an altar was erected in just a few years, and it did not harm the country at all. Instead, it was because the construction of such an altar benefited many people's homes.

Whether it was Shao Yuanjie or Zhang Yanyi, they didn't even know why Zhu Houzhao was so inspiring to build such an altar.

On the altar, Zhu Houzhao strode forward. On the top of the altar, a table was placed there. In front of the table was a big tripod made of red copper. The top of the tripod was full of landscape patterns. , if someone carefully identified it, they would find that the pattern cast on this big tripod is clearly the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

Outside of the Ming Dynasty, there are vassal states one by one, but these vassal states are not included on this map, only the directly subordinate states that are truly under the rule of the Ming Dynasty.

The sky wind blew the flags and flags around the altar and made a loud noise. Several ceremony officials stood in awe, and saw a chief ceremony official take a breath and said: "The auspicious time has come, Your Majesty will sacrifice to heaven!"

The sound was so loud that everyone within a radius of several tens of feet could hear it. All the civil and military ministers were shocked when they heard the words, and they all looked at Zhu Houzhao.

From their positions, they could clearly see the scene on the top of the altar.

A ceremony official handed Zhu Houzhao a bunch of lit sandalwood, and Zhu Houzhao took the sandalwood and put it in the incense burner on the table.

Inserting the incense candle, just when all the civil and military men thought that Zhu Houzhao was going to start praying to God, Zhu Houzhao suddenly turned around and nodded to Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng stepped forward, holding a brocade box in his hand.

Zhu Houzhao took the brocade box from Wang Zheng, and many civil and military officials were astonished to see this situation.

This moment is an important moment for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. Zhu Houzhao, the Son of Heaven, did not go to sacrifice to heaven, but took a brocade box from Wang Zheng. What is in this brocade box?

The elders of the cabinet and the generals of the military are not far away. With their eyesight, they can clearly see the brocade box in Zhu Houzhao's hand.

At this moment, Zhu Houzhao looked around with a dignified look on his face, he could faintly see the excitement flickering in his eyes, and slowly opened the brocade box.

"what!"

The moment the brocade box was opened, among the ministers of civil and military affairs, several people showed astonishment.

Whether it was Wang Yangming whose cultivation had reached the innate realm, or Yang Yiqing, Han Kun and others who had advanced cultivation, they were all taken aback, because there was nothing in the brocade box.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing!"

Many people who saw this scene couldn't help but have such doubts in their hearts. Could it be that Zhu Houzhao had some intentions to take out an empty brocade box at this solemn and solemn moment?

Zhu Houzhao didn't care what the civil and military ministers around him were thinking, under his gaze, in the brocade box, an altar was placed in it, which was exactly the one that Chu Yi had left for him.

It was also this miraculous altar that made Zhu Houzhao completely believe in the rumors of Chu Yi's ascension. With his status, there are few things in the world that can be hidden from him, so Zhu Houzhao knows very well that if there is no miracle If not, wanting to ascend is simply absurd.

However, this miraculous altar was beyond Zhu Houzhao's expectation, especially the ray of information received by holding the altar in his hand made Zhu Hou illuminate the function of this altar.

As long as there is enough luck, it is not an exaggeration to call this miraculous altar an artifact, so after getting the altar, Zhu Houzhao has been planning it all the time, until today.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhu Houzhao solemnly reached into the brocade box, as if he lifted an extremely precious thing out of the brocade box.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, but no matter how you looked at it, Zhu Houzhao's hands were empty, and there was nothing at all.

If you want to say that Zhu Houzhao is acting, but just looking at Zhu Houzhao's solemn expression does not seem to be acting for them at all.

That is to say, at this juncture, if it were any other time, Yang Yiqing, Wang Yangming and others would have already asked.

"Hey, this... what's going on!"

For a split second, everyone's eyes blurred, and a small and exquisite altar suddenly appeared in Zhu Houzhao's hands.

The altar seemed to appear out of thin air, and it was quietly entrusted by Zhu Houzhao in his hands, as if it had existed from the beginning.

Many people subconsciously stretched out their hands and rubbed their eyes, and opened their eyes wide to look at the altar in Chu Yi's palm, but they could be sure that it was a small and exquisite altar just looking straight at it.

Wang Yangming couldn't help but look at each other with Yang Yiqing and the others, with doubts in their eyes.

Zhu Houzhao didn't have much time to care about how the altar appeared in the hearts of the crowd. He held the altar in both hands and communicated with the altar. For a split second, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but marvel at it.

A total of more than 600 million luck, compared with the previous inspection, has increased by millions of luck. This can be said to be a surge in luck, but it makes Zhu Houzhao's plans for the future a few more Very confident.

You must know that he is ambitious and wants to establish a supreme Ming Dynasty, but Zhu Houzhao is not a fool. He knows very well that even if it is to build the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, it is not an easy task.

Even Zhu Houzhao himself was not quite sure. Tens of millions of luck seemed to be a lot, but compared to what Zhu Houzhao had to do, even Zhu Houzhao himself felt that his heart seemed too big, and this altar might not be able to Achieve what you want.

Of course, no matter what, the more luck the better, because the more luck there is, the more likely it is to realize his plan.

With a faint excitement and anticipation in his heart, Zhu Houzhao stepped forward slowly, holding the altar of luck with both hands, and then slowly placed the altar of luck on the table.

At this moment, the altar is manifested, but anyone who looks at the altar can see the existence of the altar, but under the gaze of everyone, this altar is erratic, like an illusory existence.

If it wasn't like this, the people who saw this scene wouldn't be so shocked.

The ones who were most shocked were Zhang Yanyi, Shao Yuanjie, Wang Yangming and others who were the closest, because they were not far from Zhu Houzhao's side, and they could clearly see the magic of offering sacrifices to heaven. Everyone was horrified and looked at Zhu Houzhao in astonishment.

What exactly is this? Why do they have such visions? Could it be that they were bewitched by illusions? Otherwise, why would they see such miraculous things?

Taking a long breath, Zhu Houzhao waved his long sleeves, and said to Zhang Yanyi and Shao Yuanjie who looked dull-faced: "You two real people, please fetch the list of gods and the map of the territory of Ming Dynasty!"

The two who came back to their senses heard the words, looked at Zhu Houzhao with a bit of awe in their eyes, and respectfully presented the list of gods and the map of the territory of the Ming Dynasty with both hands.

After receiving the two scrolls from the two of them, Zhu Houzhao suddenly turned around, strode forward, walked to the table, and said in a long and solemn voice: "God Huanghuang, shine down on the earth, and pray for the emperor to cast me in the Great Ming Dynasty... ...The Luck Altar, here we come!"

As soon as a prayer statement came out, all the civil and military around were stunned, and everyone was stunned. Zhu Houzhao's statement was too unexpected.

The inscriptions of emperors offering sacrifices to heaven in the past dynasties are almost all made of the same mold. They are nothing more than showing what achievements God has made. In the final analysis, they are nothing more than boasting about the achievements he has created.

But Zhu Houzhao's statement was different, and everyone was dumbfounded, because the content of the statement was too unimaginable, what about the Great Ming Dynasty, what about the ascension of the whole country, it sounds like a fairy tale.

Many people looked at Zhu Houzhao with a bit of sympathy. Your Majesty must have lost his mind.

However, among the hundred officials, there are a group of people with contemplative expressions on their faces, such as Wang Yangming, Yang Yiqing and others. They don't think that Zhu Houzhao is crazy. A small altar on top of the table.

It was at this time that the small altar placed on the table suddenly shone brightly. Immeasurable rays of light bloomed from the altar in an instant, followed by a crackling sound, and everyone was shocked. Looking at the flames burning above the altar incomparably.

Seeing the immeasurable rays of light cast by the altar turned into a large number of firewood burning blazingly, everyone was stunned by such a vision.

Boundless brilliance suddenly sprinkled from the high sky, and auspicious clouds billowed, as if heaven and earth were congratulating it.

With the capital as the center, countless people in the entire Ming Dynasty felt that no matter what they were doing, they all looked up to the sky.

A picture of Zhu Houzhao sacrificing to the sky appeared above the sky, especially at this time, Zhu Houzhao threw the map of the territory of the Ming Dynasty and the list of gods in his hands towards the burning firewood.

In an instant, the territory map of the Ming Dynasty and the list of gods were eroded by luck, and purple was faintly visible. The so-called fire of luck was not an ordinary flame, and it did not harm the territory map of the Ming Dynasty and the list of gods at all. two things.

The scene above the altar appeared above the sky, and everyone in the Great Ming Dynasty could see this scene. A sliver of understanding emerged from the bottom of countless people's hearts, as if they suddenly understood what was going on.

All of a sudden, everyone stared at Gao Tian, ​​their eyes full of expectation and excitement.

On the hundred-foot-high altar, Zhu Houzhao clenched his fists subconsciously when he saw this miraculous scene. There was nothing wrong, nothing wrong. My companion did not deceive me, and this altar could help me succeed in ascension.

With such a thought flashing through his mind, Zhu Houzhao showed excitement on his face, took a deep breath, and stepped out with one step, stepping into the blazing fire of luck.

"His Majesty……"

"Help me..."

Seeing this scene, many people were startled. They watched Zhu Houzhao being engulfed by the flames. Everyone subconsciously exclaimed, like Wang Zheng and Wang Yangming instinctively rushed forward to try to save Zhu Houzhao. .

However, the figures of several people passed directly through Zhu Houzhao and the flame appeared on the other side.

"how is this possible……"

Wang Yangming, Yang Yiqing, Han Kun, Wang Zheng and the others were all stunned. They looked at Zhu Houzhao in the flames, and then at themselves, feeling horrified in their hearts.

Zhu Houzhao came to his senses at this moment, smiled at Wang Yangming and the others, shook his head, and signaled that he was fine.

Being in the flame of luck, Zhu Houzhao only felt that his spirit was infinitely sublimated, as if a mysterious force was merging into his body.

All of a sudden, Zhu Houzhao was so blessed that he reached out his hand to grab the map of the territory of Ming Dynasty and the list of gods in the flames, and shouted in his mouth: "The way is like a deep abyss, and the luck is endless. My will is the will of heaven, and the gods of the Ming Dynasty stand up!"

With a click, I saw black clouds billowing high above the sky, and an extremely thick bolt of lightning slashed down fiercely towards Zhu Houzhao, who was glowing with infinite brilliance.

As if Zhu Houzhao's actions touched some kind of taboo, the billowing thunder followed one after another, as if they wanted to kill Zhu Houzhao completely.

However, the boundless thunder was blocked by the raging flames. The flames jumped, and all the thunder dissipated. Even Zhu Houzhao's clothes were hard to touch.

With a click, the Altar of Luck floating in the air collapsed, and the majestic Luck fell like a torrential rain, pouring into the list of gods, the territory map of the Ming Dynasty, and even Zhu Houzhao's body.

At this moment, countless people in various parts of Daming saw this mythical scene, especially Zhu Houzhao's overwhelming voice came from the sky, which was clearly audible in their ears.

"Da Ming Dynasty"

"Da Ming Dynasty"

……

All of a sudden, the endless people came back to their senses and shouted together, looking at the scene above the sky with infinite fanaticism.

Although they didn't understand what was going on, but the moment Zhu Houzhao's voice rang in their ears, there was boundless joy in their hearts, as if they had broken free from some shackles.

There was only one voice in the entire territory of Ming Dynasty, tens of millions of people shouted together, the sky was shaken, and the thunder dissipated.

The will of the people is the heart of heaven, and the will of the people is the will of heaven.

For a moment, Zhu Houzhao seemed to be blessed with immeasurable divine power. I saw him stretch out his hand, and the list of gods and the territory map of the Ming Dynasty suddenly rose into the sky. It covers the entire territory of Ming Dynasty and merges into one.