Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Two: Ancestors and Enthroned!

"The great ancestors were created by our country; the helmets were worshipped by Mian, and the Yue Ehe River was prosperous.

Smart and wise, shining in the vast world; building this great cause will stand in the east.

The world changes vicissitudes, and the middle goes even more; over hundreds of years, strong neighbors despise virtue.

Yanyun was not guarding, and the three passes were ruins; Yanji, Liaohai, Yanji, all the barbarians were lost.

Song Zheng was not in charge, and he was a monster; Chanzhou was a piece of paper, and his hometown was far away.

If the land is used to fight against the enemy, how can the enemy be enough? If a person holds a whip rope, I will be a slave and humiliate him.

The ancestor of Yiwei was appointed as the hero of the world; Zhuolu fought hard and Qu Yu was still alive.

How could it be that its descendants are not as strong as this; a great country will make it fall into a state of poverty.

If you inherit the talent but fail to be talented, you will be both strong and powerful; if you make a small and humble draft, you will be able to survive in a hundred battles.

Frequent years of hard struggle, and the adventures of the barbarians were taken; the Khitan was not destroyed, so why did the family do it?

All ethnic groups and regions are united and strong; regardless of military and civilians, they are not divided into rich and poor.

Restore my country and protect our country's power; this thing and this ambition will never be ignored.

After the army was reorganized by the martial arts, he announced his ancestors; he actually learned about it and the Emperor and the Queen of Heaven."

When Luo Yongsheng appeared in Yan'an, the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum had been completely renovated. A total of 300,000 troops looked up at the high platform. Luo Yongsheng threw a sacrificial text into the burning Jiuzhou Cauldron.

Of course, this tripod cannot be the Jiuzhou tripod left by Dayu. This was copied by the Shaanxi authorities according to the records in ancient books of the Zhou Dynasty.

There is only one tripod, not nine.

But just this one, His name is Jiuzhou!

On the altar, in addition to the Jiuzhou Ding, a divine weapon that symbolizes the divine power of Chinese civilization, there is also a sword and a seal.

The sword is named Xuanyuan. Of course, this is absolutely impossible to be the sword of Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan in mythology. It was made by the Ministry of Works to collect treasures of heaven and earth after several months. It was cut into iron like mud and its treasures were bright and colorful.

Above the scabbard, the dragon, phoenix and unicorn are carved with gold, lifelike, and divine light shines under the red sun.

As for this seal, of course it is the imperial seal.

Luo Yongsheng pretended to be generous and left this seal to the old Zhao family, which arrogantly absent the Zhao family and slowed down the guards of the Tokyo literati and officials.

Later, Kou Laoxi was furious and killed Kaifeng Prefecture and blood flowed into a river. This seal would naturally return to Luo Yongsheng's hands.

Xuanyuan Sword, Jiuzhou Ding, and the imperial seal.

At this moment, the three magical tools were prepared.

Regardless of whether these three items are true or false, it doesn’t matter.

What the people want is true.

The people's betrayal is false.

Just like what Luo Yongsheng said at the beginning.

The people’s hearts are the magical artifacts!

And Luo Yongsheng, as the king and father in the hearts of all people in the world, granted the identity of these three objects and divine artifacts!

There is no doubt that heaven and earth dare not rebel!

Under the altar, six hundred warriors stood in all directions and recited the sacrificial text that Luo Yongsheng had just recited.

The vanguards before the vast army also began to recite.

Then, the 300,000 army was recited in unison.

"By martial arts and reorganize the army, we will announce it to our ancestors; we will follow it in reality, and the Emperor and the Queen of Heaven!"

After the concerted sacrifice was over, Wei Bingkun came out among the two rows of civil and military officials standing at the bottom of the altar.

He held a red silk in both hands and began to climb up the Wendao steps on the left side of the altar.

There were as many as ninety-five levels, and Wei Bingkun walked for a few minutes.

He walked very steadily, under the 300,000 army, under the gaze of heaven and earth.

Finally, he stepped on the top of the altar, turned his back to Luo Yongsheng and faced the heaven and earth, civil and military officials, and soldiers of the three armies.

Pull your hands apart and recite loudly.

"Starting a foundation and starting a business is a map of a prosperous era; responding to the heaven and the people, it is suitable for the position of the great king.

All the people admire, and the red sun rises.

It is said that those who transform the people with Taoism are called emperors, and those who teach the people with virtue are called emperors.

Only the head comes from common things and uses light to build a great name. Therefore, the country was established after hundreds of kings, and the world was established and the rules were generalized.

Things are heard in the past, and the future is now.

Qin Wei is the king who inherits his courage and wisdom from his ancestors, is smart and has morality from Yanhuang.

Sweep away the wind and dust of Liuhe and save the water and fire of the people.

He led the army and went north. The son came out to welcome him with the seal and ordered his generals to fight south. The false commander was bound to bind him and tied him up.

Therefore, the world returned to the country, just like the dynasty of the Jianghan Dynasty; the country was long and the Jincheng was consolidated.

Since you have been in the imperial examination, you must return to the palace.

The above answers to the heart of heaven, and the below answers to the people's expectations.

It is advisable to follow the crowd and ask for a title as soon as possible.

My ministers and others were in tune with the feelings of the people and persuaded them to advance. They faced the court and bowed to the dragon flying of the saint.

He was appointed as the government and the reign of the two schools, the imperial etiquette and music, and the peace that will be opened for all ages!

This minister has all officials, three armies, and all people; the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and all living things and creatures share the same expression. I would like to invite my Lord to become the emperor!”

As the last loud song ended, Wei Bingkun turned around and knelt down to Luo Yongsheng for a great gift, and at the same time raised the edict above his head.

Since Wei Bingkun, the six hundred warriors on the altar have also been centered on Luo Yongsheng, kneeling on both knees and singing with their heads raised.

"The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and all living things and creatures share the same expression. I would like to invite my Lord to become the emperor!"

The officials and 300,000 troops under the altar all knelt down and bowed at this moment.

"The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and all living things and creatures share the same expression. I would like to invite my Lord to become the emperor!"

The power of the king shines on the land of China, and the wind blows thousands of miles away from Han songs.

Gao Song, who persuaded him to enter, shouted three times, and the wind and clouds changed color and the sky was shaking.

The wind is blowing.

There was a row of returning geese flying towards the red sun. When they passed by the altar, they heard the high song and were shocked to their wings and fell from the air. They saw that they were about to fall to death on the spot, so they could barely thrust their wings.

But he didn't dare to take off in the air anymore, and he lay on the ground with his open wings.

Between the world, Luo Yongsheng stands proudly at this moment.

Birds and animals, and plants and creatures all bow their waists.

Luo Yongsheng took a deep breath.

After exhaling, he took another deep breath.

This goes back and forth three times.

The heart that was so excited that it was almost trembling was finally calmed down.

Six years of coldness, nine years of hard work, fifteen years of time in the blink of an eye.

Finally, at this moment, the most brilliant fruits were born.

The throne of Emperor Jin!

From then on, I covered the sun and the moon on the back and the country on the waist.

He is not God, but he has the power to bow down even God.

To unite the faith of all peoples and gather the great power of mountains and rivers.

He has a fairy in his mouth and transforms himself into a country.

Since he was the throne of Jin, he also ascended to the level of divine!

Finally, in a short but trance-forever waiting, Luo Yongsheng picked up the imperial seal, accompanied by the Xuanyuan Sword, and walked to Wei Bingkun.

Cut open your palms, drizzle blood on the bottom of the imperial seal, and finally get stuck on this edict of persuading the country.

"I have invited you in the name of the emperor, Zhunqing and others.

The ancestor Zhaolin, and heaven and earth listen together.

I, the Luo family of Ji surname, Yongsheng, and the people's desire to ascend the throne from the beginning.

The country is famous for its great Chu, and the Huabiao Phoenix."

After saying that, Luo Yongsheng picked up the edict of persuasion in Wei Binkun's hand, turned around and walked towards the burning Jiuzhou Cauldron again, and threw the edict in.

As the fire burned, blue smoke rose in the sky.

The ancestors learned it, and the heaven and earth heard it together.

Behind him, Wei Bingkun was the first to shout loudly and shouted three times.

"The eight deserts give congratulations, the worlds of the world are filled with songs, and the land of Huang Tianhou is all remembered. I wish the throne of the great king Jin, long live the emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

"Long live His Majesty, long live, long live!"

(The outline is 600,000 words ascended the throne, but the result is that the 800,000 words are reached. Maybe the author is talking a little nonsense, so everyone can forgive me.)
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next