.188, Emperor Kumazawa's Restoration Ceremony (Central)

One Hundred and Eighty-Eight, Emperor Kumazawa's Restoration Ceremony (Central)

Although they all looked compassionate, they were embarrassed about the fact that the Matsuhei family of Aizu was used to make an unprecedented move due to poor information - to pull their most elite direct troops to Kinki and to the group of terminally ill patients in the Satsuma Shimazu family for a slap in the face, for fear that they would not be able to be beaten when they died of illness - whether it was Major General Feri Taylor or Miss Mitsui Ryuhime, they were actually gloating and happy to see it, so they did not intend to remind them at all.

In fact, although the Aizu army has set out for a long time at this moment, it is estimated that it will almost land in Echizen's port. But if we use messaging spells, flying magic, fast horses, and fast ships to deliver messages all the way, we may have time to save this expeditionary force that has been played with by fate. As long as we have not yet fought for the fire, we will have a certain chance to withdraw.

If the news that all the Satsuma Shimazu army had already had terminal radiation illness was released, it would be even more likely that these southern athletes would give up on themselves, their morale was collapsed, they would have no intention of fighting, and even flee on their own... If this is true, the Aizu army landed in Echizen might also be able to attack Kyoto City, which was opened, and fight alone to determine the world.

But Miss Ryuhime Mitsui did not want to save these unlucky guys, but was more willing to see the elite troops of Aizu and Satsuma's two powerful vassals consumed each other on the battlefield, so that the Shimazu family, which was about to be extinct, finally made a living. Although the two families are allies, in name only, they are still ministers in the court of Emperor Kumazawa, Kamakura. But to be honest, this strongest military force left by the old shogunate is still a huge unstable factor for the semi-colonial mixed complex regime of the Kamakura court, which had a new bottle of wine in old bottles, is still a huge unstable factor.

Especially after Mitsui Ryuki pinched his nose and sealed the Aizu family's territory with four million stones, the problem of being more serious than being top-heavy, the local area is strong and the central government is weak. Although it is just an empty name that goes with the flow, the actual territory still has to be solved by the Aizu army. But looking at the situation of the vassals in the northeast where the soldiers of the vassals were deflated and the samurai were cowardly, even if a few "arrogant" would pout and jump out to protest, "The general of the Muroo guarding the palace will not admit it." Most of the remaining people will probably be "taken away" obediently.

Moreover, the General of the Congyi who was responsible for major policies in the shogunate was actually an upgraded version of the General of the Muro Guardian: No matter how dull Mitsui Ryuhime could guess, the Aizu-fan Matsuhira Masato must have the thought of one day restoring the Tokugawa family and becoming a general himself (Matsuhira is the former surname of Tokugawa), so he was not very repulsive to surrender to the Kamakura court. Anyway, this General of the Congyi also needed the Emperor to enthrone the royal family. Although it seemed a bit embarrassing, it was better to continue to kneel down and kowtow to ask for the title of official position after defeating the culprit in the Kyoto Palace, who had defeated the Tokugawa family, so it was so entangled...

The problem is that although basically any shogun can accept that there is an emperor who never cares about things on his head, he will find it difficult to endure a group of chaebol merchants who have been pointing at him all day long... So, if His Highness Matsuhira Masato, who is in power in the future, the Emperor Kumazawa who has runs a grocery store for half his life will probably not be fine, but Mitsui Ryuhime and the Osaka Consortium behind her will have no place to put it on...

Of course, even if they must become opponents in the future, it will not prevent them from forming alliances with each other now. However, it will also not prevent them from making a few harmless tricks between each other while forming alliances to fight the enemy, or gloating behind their backs - politics is the dirtiest art.

However, there are some two sides in the superstructure of any country. Although dirty and despicable politicians are indispensable, they are also indispensable for the "natural and purity" national symbols...

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"...Ahem, I finally waited for this day. The ancestors have been in the mortal world for six hundred years. Many generations of ancestors have been mediocre and miserable all their lives. I didn't expect that I would still have the opportunity to regain the treasure and control the world in this life... I always feel like I'm dreaming..."

In a simple and elegant room in Tsuruoka Hachiman Palace, the white-haired Emperor Kumazawa was chattering excitedly while reaching out to push open the wooden window covered with white windows. A cool autumn wind immediately poured in, blowing the excited old man suddenly felt refreshed. Looking at the autumn mountain scenery outside the window, the eyes were full of brilliant golden red colors, and the dust inside seemed to be stained with the golden light of autumn.

A few bright red maple pieces fell leisurely on the prince's clothes in Mengding Palace. His Highness couldn't help but smiled slightly, stretched out a slender hand to sway the ancient sound of the maple bells and drums, and the childish voice of the virgin chanting scriptures. When the cold and petite figure appeared on the empty platform, the crowd that was originally bustling over suddenly became quiet.

The prince of the Mengding Palace in a grand costume seemed ethereal and dreamy on the stage, as if he would turn into a flying fairy at any time. From a distance, it looked like the most beautiful picture, but no painter had extraordinary skills and could perfectly use a brush to describe the beautiful scenery at this moment. Even the inaudible breathing sounds in daily life seemed so noisy. Onlookers held their breath and listened quietly to the sound of the Zen bell that seemed to penetrate the eternal period. The originally anxious and boring expression slowly became soft and peaceful.

Suddenly, a sharp trumpet sounded, and after hearing the sound, the prince in Mengding Palace began to dance. She first jumped up with a very light figure, as if a white crane was flapping its wings. In the next second, she would perfectly tiptoe on the vermilion drum in front of her, and then slowly lifted her hands hidden under her sleeves until they were level with her shoulders and slightly leaned back to raise her eyes, looking at the blue sky that seemed to have been washed, and the magnificent mountains and rivers dyed with a few light golden colors by autumn.

When she was still acting as a watchmaker in the grocery store in Edo Castle, she once skipped this set of dances to sacrifice gods countless times to help her father make money and make a living, and eliminate disasters for customers... But never once did she make her so excited but melancholy and sad.

She clearly remembered that just a few dozen days ago, she was still hiding in the noisy markets in the city, and like her ancestors for many generations, she lived a dull life day after day. At that time, although she thought she was a descendant of God, no one around her really took her, the self-proclaimed inner prince seriously. Those noble and noble people were even more lazy to pay attention to her as small as an ant.

But at this moment, she is already a real princess, enjoying everyone's admiration and envy...

The upper class, which symbolizes power, wealth and luxury, finally opened the door to her.

But why is the feeling in my heart not as ecstatic as I imagined, but I feel a little bit of panic and confusion?

Perhaps it is because of the sad situation of war everywhere.

She lowered her eyes sadly, lit the drum face with her left foot, and twisted her waist in the wind. With the sound of "ding" and "ding" on the golden crown, the bells quickly rotated on the vermilion drum face. The whole world seemed to be back and forth in front of her, just like the sad and obsession of the royal bloodline of her clan for hundreds of years.

Perhaps, fate has its own trajectory, and its own efforts and struggles seem so ridiculous in the torrent of fate. No matter how you lament and beg, you still cannot change the tragic ending of decline and decline.

——I finally got the opportunity to restore the honor of the royal family, but I faced a mess of sorrow and the collapse of the country. What’s even more terrible is that I was completely powerless in this ill-fated country and could only pray for the blessings of the gods.

But the problem is, isn’t the culprit who caused this unprecedented chaos also shed the same blood as myself and enjoyed the blessing of the ancestor god?

His Highness sighed slightly in his heart, no longer considering these things that he had no idea about, but just wanted to dance the dance to worship Amaterasu Dajiji.

At this moment, she is no longer afraid of giving, or even death - in troubled times, human life is humble. Although the nobles and nobles are unable to protect their heads, the common people in the city are even more lying on the gullies. Even if they dare not openly fight with the court in Kyoto and continue to huddle in the small grocery store in Edo Castle, they may not be able to survive this terrible war, famine and plague and save their lives.

If you make efforts, you may not necessarily gain, but if you don’t make efforts, you may not gain!

The drums sounded, the piano sounded more and more intense, the rhythm became faster and faster, and the dance steps became more and more urgent. The exquisite crowns of bells on the bun also echoed with crisp sounds at the right time.

At some point, the surroundings were already silent, and she was no longer distracted from paying attention to everything around her, and she fell into a state of selflessness.

At the end of the song, accompanied by the lingering sound, she half-squatted, her hands merged, and then pushed out with her right hand. The snow-white imperial banknote bundle drew a white half-arc in the air. The dancing limbs also slowly stopped, and finally she bowed to the ground and muttered something.

The great Amaterasu Oshiki--

The unworthy descendants of this tribe who have left on earth here swear to respect and obey you. I only wish to bear your disdain and disappointment with me... and pray for your blessings to make our country safe and prosperous.

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A truly successful Dance of Gods is not allowed to dance the witches to incorporate any distractions into the dance. When you turn around, take a step, and wave your sleeves, you need to be careful in every rhythm. If you are not careful, the whole cumbersome ceremony will fail.

Therefore, the witch must be both emotional and distant, and any distracting thoughts will be cleared before the final moment. Only in this way can they truly resonate with the gods.

After praying for a while, the princess slowly raised her head and recited an ancient hymn praising Amaterasu's great god. Her originally pious and indifferent face gradually became solemn and sacred.

Around her clothes, a white light of inspiration gradually spread out. Her cold expression at this moment was highlighted with a layer of faint tenderness and compassion, like a real god, which could be indifferent, sacred, cold, and merciful. All emotions were cleverly integrated together, and the majesty of God was fully displayed to everyone.

This is the last and most critical part of Yu Shen Dance - let the gods accept the prayers of mortals and show their true face with the help of the witch.

At this moment, she is no longer a small mortal who begs for the mercy of the gods, but is looking down on all living beings as a great god who has come to the world.

In the blink of an eye, the dazzling halo that lingers by her has become more substantial, and the spiritual power that spreads into more abundant and magnificent.

Then, a huge beam of light that penetrated the world miraculously rose from the stage and penetrated into the sky.

A strange rain curtain formed by pure holy light quietly emerged from the clouds, emitting a confusing light slowly falling, spreading between heaven and earth. Under the cover of this light rain, every patient was instantly eliminated from all illnesses and fatigue, and his whole body was filled with abundant vitality. There are thousands of ghosts and ghosts who were unable to reincarnate because of the Buddhist strike, emitting hazy golden light. In the vague holy song, they slowly ascended to heaven and were saved into immortals...

The miracle that came this time was much larger than the one that was performed in the grocery store on the night of the Edo Fire, covering almost every inch of land within a radius of a hundred miles. I don’t know how many patients suffering from the plague cheered and sang and exclaimed after the pain disappeared. I don’t know how many people who saw this scene stopped thinking nervously and even forgot to breathe. It seemed that everything around had disappeared, but the white glow was still reflected in their pupils.

Even the earth was extremely excited about this - just as everyone was amazed at the majestic Mishen dance, a violent shock suddenly came from their feet, making most of the people gathered in Tsuruoka Hachiman Palace unable to stand their feet and became a rolling gourd for a while.

“…It’s an earthquake~~~”

As soon as a few terrifying cry was heard, they were interrupted by a series of deafening violent explosions. At the same time, everyone saw a brighter light than the sun, slowly rising from the distant sky, and a ferocious cloud of mushrooms followed it...

——The Miser energy core, which sank in the ruins of the floating city in Yokohama Port, was damaged in the crash and could not withstand the violent shock of positive and negative energy accompanied by the arrival of miracles. It was finally completely detonated. In the form of earthquakes, flashes, mushroom clouds and shock waves, the most gorgeous fireworks were bloomed for this national restoration ceremony... By the way, it also swept a hundred miles into a flat ground.

Yes, I'm afraid there will be no more sensational throne ceremony in this world than His Majesty Kumazawa.
Chapter completed!