Chapter 9 Chapter IX The Founding of a Nation

Wanli forty-four years, the first day of the first month.A new era has come. Beautiful, white snowflakes are falling from the sky, dancing in the wind like catkins; in the first month of spring, there is a vast and renewed atmosphere in the world, showing the vigorous vitality of all things in the universe; Bai Xue has become the Hetuala of the Glazed World. In the boundless silvery white, there is an atmosphere of joy and encouragement everywhere—— Early in the morning—as soon as Chen Shi arrived, cheers immediately sounded: "Khan—" "The Great Khan..." "Long live the sweat—long live..."

The sound waves that were as loud as thunder surged up and down like mountains and seas.The repeated overlapping of the connected echoes resounded a majestic momentum between the heaven and the earth; this is the valiant and high-spirited cheers of sixty thousand banner soldiers walking on the snow in unison. The mountains were almost shaken. These 60,000 banner soldiers are all well-armored and radiant. They march forward in neat steps, forming a magnificent team. In front of the team are eight flags, which are square and have four colors. , which are yellow, red, blue, and white four-sided flags and four-bordered flags with a yellow background bordered with red, a red background bordered with white borders, a blue background bordered with red borders, and a white background bordered with red borders; except for the two yellow flags, each Baylor with the flag led the way, cheering all the way forward, leaving clear footprints on the snow.

Then, the atmosphere rose again—— Not long after, the 60,000 bannermen walked to the square in front of the main hall and stood still. The well-trained bannermen immediately lined up in a neat row under the leadership of their banner masters, and then let out a burst of thunderous cheers . "Long live the sweat..." The voice immediately spread to the main hall, and every person who was waiting to stand in the main hall had joy on their faces, and they seemed to be even more flushed and extremely excited. Inspired by this atmosphere, the four big Beile Daishan, Amin, Mang Gurtai, and Huang Taiji who were originally standing in one place lowered their heads and discussed quietly for a while. Then, represented by the big Beile Daishan, The five ministers on the list inquired: "Would you also invite the other flag leaders, Baylor, to come to the hall?"

The five ministers exchanged glances, but all of them readily agreed; so, represented by E Yidu, he replied: "Yes." In an instant, there were a few more Baylors in the hall, making it even more lively; this hall is a wooden building with thick white wooden pillars and white stone steps. But in this simplicity and simplicity, it faintly reveals-the domineering spirit that broke the world, especially on this special day, the atmosphere of this hall makes people feel that it is as big as the sky. Everyone was waiting in this palace brimming with joy, and finally, the time had come.

The music sounded, the bells and drums rang together, and a solemn and solemn atmosphere immediately rose around, and the officials waiting to stand immediately fell silent, standing up one by one with their heads bowed, and respectfully greeted him. In the midst of the music, under the leadership of the servant, the beloved Khan appeared. He wears a sable hat and braids; he has a long face, a darker complexion, long eyebrows, a pair of red phoenix eyes, a big and straight nose, and a short beard around his lips; his figure is tall and burly, Wearing a yellow robe and brocade clothes, a silver silk gold belt around the waist, and buckskin black thorn shoes on his feet, his steps are calm and powerful, and his whole body exudes a majestic and resolute demeanor. This extraordinary demeanor is admirable. .

"Long live the sweat—long live..." As soon as he appeared, thunderous cheers resounded from all around. Baylor and the ministers who were waiting in the hall also knelt down together, echoing the crowd's cheers and praising: "The Great Khan is wise—long live ..." So, amidst the bowing down of the officials and the cheers of 60,000 bannermen, he ascended to the throne, accepting the support and worship of the subjects inside and outside the hall. The emotions of the cheering crowd were soaring to the extreme, and the shouts echoed in the sky and the earth, and they would not go away for a long time; but sitting on the throne, under the impact of such a huge sound wave, thousands of warm currents surged in his heart , converging into a strong emotion, which made his whole body boil with enthusiasm; so, he slowly stood up from the throne, stretched out his arms, and conveyed his inner emotion to the crowd, saying in his mouth: "Okay—— —Everyone is flat!"

After he finished speaking, he slowly took his seat, and all the Baylors and ministers in the hall resumed their standing postures according to the order, and lined up on both sides of the hall; then, several representatives came out of the line and knelt down in front of the throne. The forehead also raised the table book over the top and presented it in front of his seat. The two guards, Adumbaksh and Erdeni, immediately stepped forward from behind the throne, and respectfully took over the letter that Eyidu held high in his hand. The epoch-making moment finally arrived. Baylor, the ministers and the majestic 60,000 bannermen outside the hall were all waiting silently with bated breath.

Tranquility, solemnity, and solemnity-the world seems to have an unusual atmosphere for this moment of making history. The snowflakes drifted by, making the eight flags standing in the snow more vivid and gorgeous; yellow, yellow, red, red, blue, blue, white, white—— In the main hall, Erdeni was kneeling solemnly and respectfully in front of the throne to read out the inscription; his voice was clear and loud, and he pronounced the words clearly, and he read out word by word, and the sonorous voice went straight to the hearts of everyone in the hall. Especially for him who was sitting high on the throne, his heart was surging with a torrent of flames, and the blood flowing throughout his body seemed to have reached boiling point.

"Superbly powerful, for the country and for the people..." Erdeni's voice echoed like a chime: "Walk by the whole people—that is, please enter the title of 'Recovering the Wise Khan of the Nations'..." "Cultivating the Great Khan of the Nations..." Erdeni read this, and the officials in the hall immediately echoed, and they shouted the title of praise in unison; the voice spread outside the hall, and the sixty thousand banner soldiers on the snow ground also Immediately shouted in unison. "Recovering the Wise Khan of All Nations——Recovering the Wise Khan of All Nations..."

The voices of 60,000 people converged into a powerful force like the Yangtze River. Such a chorus of shouts represented their sincere hearts; he was deeply shocked, sitting tall, his gaze could be from near to far Seeing his subjects and troops one by one, and hearing their voices with his own ears, at this moment, his heart beat to convey a voice; he will lead these people to Kangzhuang—his heart tells Looking at himself, his eyes turned a little red unconsciously, and they were slightly damp and hot; he was inexplicably moved, and at the same time he realized the great responsibility and the long road ahead, and at this moment, he had a thousand words to say.

However, he had no time to take care of his own voice; the ceremony was in progress, waiting for him to complete all the ceremonies—so, he stood up slowly from the throne again, got off his seat, and stepped down the steps. The guards had already prepared the incense table, and when he got off his seat, the ceremony of burning incense to proclaim to heaven was held immediately; then, he led Baylor and the ministers in the hall to kneel three times and kowtow nine times. "God bless our country, the country's fortune is prosperous..." He muttered silently in his heart, praying devoutly; the surroundings were filled with a dignified atmosphere, and the officials behind him followed him to salute, kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, praying for the country and the people. The sound of bells and drums sounded again, echoing melodiously in the surroundings, bringing a sense of loftiness and hope—he slowly stood up amidst the sound of music, picked up the steps again, and boarded the throne . The guards quickly came over and removed the incense table, and then all the Baylor and ministers returned to their positions and congratulated him: "Congratulations to the wise Khan who has given birth to all nations—Long live the Great Khan! Long live!" The 60,000 banner soldiers outside the hall also began to shout: "Long live the sweat! Long live!" He sat still, accepting the cheers of the crowd; at such an eternal moment, what he felt was an unprecedented excitement, but he tried his best to keep calm, with a peaceful smile on his face, After the ministers and the banner soldiers finished calling Long Live, he began to say a simple sentence to the courtiers: "My Jurchens established a country as early as my ancestors, and the country's name at that time was 'Jin'; those who are descendants of people should not forget their ancestors, Therefore, when we rebuild our country today, we should still use 'gold' as the title of the country!" As he said that, he paused, glanced at the officials one by one, and then continued to say to them: "As for me, I have been supported by you as the wise emperor of all countries, and the fate of the people is the fate of heaven. In fact, I was appointed by the heavens and supported by the people as the son of heaven, so my year name should be designated as 'the destiny', and today is the first year of the destiny..."

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