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Chapter 1319 Long live my emperor

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    This feeling of timidity gets worse the further the chariot moves forward.

    At first, I just heard the sound, which was very noisy. Moving forward, you can start to see the clues through the glass window of the chariot.

    Both sides of the road are crowded with people.

    Even when Emperor Hongzhi inspected the five major camps, he had never seen such a sea of ??people.

    Fortunately, these people did not rush onto the road, but stayed on the side of the road in an orderly manner. Although it was crowded, they never took half a step out of the thunder pool.

    The officials accompanying him were frightened.

    They were outside the chariot and suffered an even greater impact. Seeing the endless flow of people, their scalps went numb.

    Even Liu Jian looked miserable.

    "If any one person breaks the rules and rushes onto the road, causing chaos, this sea of ??countless people will swamp His Majesty and himself. Once out of control, the consequences will be disastrous.

    But now, the officers and soldiers on hand are simply not enough.

    Even if the three thousand battalions and the five major battalions are transferred together, it will only cause greater chaos.

    Liu Jian¡¯s heart jumped into his throat.

    Finally, the faces of these people became clearer and clearer. Some looked like they were honest, some looked like they were looking forward to it, and some looked like they were desperately trying to make a regional impact.

    The young and powerful victims were all arranged in the front by the students.

    The victims along the road were all carefully selected by the students. These people were usually well-behaved, behaved well, and had strength. They formed a human wall and fought hard not to be scattered by the crowd.

    There are students in every small distance, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.

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    Without careful preparation, there is no way you can sneak in.

    Because in each group, the people who can enter here are very familiar with each other. The students know each one thoroughly. The students will lead the group to enter. At the outermost periphery, there are special patrol groups. These are all  He is a reliable person chosen by the group.

    The young Zhao Mu is a member of the group responsible for security.

    There were more than ninety households in the group, and eleven people were selected. The selected people were extremely excited. Zhao Mu was young, but he had sharp eyes and knew what was happening nearby.

    He is very grateful for the opportunity given to him by the students. Now he can no longer follow the driving apprenticeship because there are still two years until he reaches adulthood. The group has set up a small literacy class, led by an old man who can barely read and write.  Come and teach some basic reading and writing techniques. Occasionally, students will come to act as teachers.

    Before the age of sixteen, they provided some simple meals in the literacy class. Especially for orphans like him, there would be special care. The students' duty was to solve troubles and prevent them from getting into trouble when they came to this strange environment.  At a loss, they are both father and mother. For example, a few days ago, the students in this group went to a certain garment workshop and begged for some scraps. The scraps were not worth much, and the workshop owner was too lazy to spend time and waste them.  They are reprocessed manually. Although these students from Xishan Academy look poor, the workshop owners often maintain a sense of respect deep in their hearts. Even if there is no respect, you have to be afraid of their superiors. There is someone above them.  Let¡¯s call this guy Fang Jifan.

    After returning with the leftover materials, he organized some women in his group to sew, and then Zhao Mu put on new clothes. Zhao Mu was very happy wearing the new clothes. He saw the mighty imperial chariot coming from a distance.  Then he started to make gestures to Dasha beside him.

    Dasha is the loudest person in the group.

    According to the rules of the students, everyone in the group will act according to his voice and just do it.

    This group is at the front of the team.

    When a group of Jinwu Guards rode over on tall horses, they saw the royal chariot. The carriage was extremely huge, like a small mobile house.

    At this time, Dasha¡¯s voice was as loud as a casserole, and he shouted: ¡°Long live my emperor!¡±

    Then, Dasha was stunned and wanted to yell something.

    Zhao Mu tucked up his sleeves, Dasha, stop shouting and kneel down.

    Dasha finally reacted, clicked, and knelt down.

    So more than 200 people from more than ninety households in this group shouted together: "Long live my emperor."

    Then, they all fell to the ground.

    this?  Even if we talk about selfishness, we must also hope that the Ming Dynasty can be stable, and that our descendants can be protected by themselves and have no worries from now on.

    And now

    In the past few decades, he has been frustrated, had setbacks, and made many mistakes. Sometimes he even wondered what the meaning of his persistence was. The world was still riddled with holes.  Likewise, is there limited improvement in the lives of ordinary people?

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    At this moment, Emperor Hongzhi¡¯s eyes were filled with tears. Finally, the tears fell down unsatisfactorily.

    The hot tears flowed down drop by drop, and he finally understood that all this was worth it.

    In this world, isn¡¯t it the accumulation of a little that makes a lot, the accumulation of years and months?

    Of course Emperor Hongzhi understood that in the praise of our emperor, there would inevitably be elements of the people being instigated.

    But at this moment, he believed that the words they shouted "long live my emperor" came from the bottom of their hearts.

    Seeing that the emperor was crying, Zhu Zaimo took the veil and gave it to Emperor Hongzhi.

    Emperor Hongzhi took it and wiped his tears. A lot of hair had grown between his temples. When he cried, he looked like an old man in his dying years. He couldn't help but said: "Okay, okay, really good.  "

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