May 23.

Today's Hangzhou City is very lively. A good holiday that was decided by Lou Minzhong, Zu Shiyuan and more than ten people was today. Green forest heroes from all over the south flocked to the officials. The previous few days ago also held a grand ceremony for killing officials. Today, the top three people in front of the martial arts fellows, cut off their limbs and cooked corpses, which became a scenic show. In the crowded waves, there were three seniors and sisters who struggled to go to the "Palace".

Then, when the arrival of the first sun rises and the warm sun shines on the palace gate, it is Fang La's ascension ceremony.

In the palace that is the temporary "Imperial Palace", the loud voice continued on the sacrifice platform, and he said loudly. "I heard that the emperor's decree was not normal, but only to virtue. Therefore, Yao and Shun were given the title of Yu, which was the right thing to do. We are wise and martial, with pure and kind nature, respectful, frugal, benevolent and filial. We respect the relatives of heaven and earth, and love the people of the world. We have the appearance of Yao and Shun, and we are in charge of the sages and wise men, worry about the national affairs, and revitalize the principles of the court, and be able to bear the magical tools. I am blessed the people of the world."

He stopped reading this, and the eight words "It is equal, no distinction between high and low" kept ringing in his mind. His eyes moved away from the notice in his hand, and looked at the hundreds of ministers kneeling in the square below. His eyes moved backwards and all kinds of people came to watch the ceremony.

Then, he shook his hand, tore the announcement to pieces and threw it down on the rooftop. "What a shit" Fang La's voice was not small, which made Lou Min's middle-aged civil officials stunned. The people who came here to watch the ceremony were also shocked. In their impression, weren't these things that the emperor could not understand?

"It's really a bullshit." Su Wanling snickered in the crowd, and then was pulled by Li Wenshu, signaling her not to talk nonsense.

But then, on the platform, Fang La's voice slowly came. "In the second year of Xinghe, Fang was still working for the wealthy gentry's family, and could barely earn some copper coins every day to fill his stomach." He opened his head like this, and said it gently, calming the people below.

"Another year has passed, and at that time I remember that the little emperor had just been in charge of the government and hoped that he would be a wise ruler who could prevent the people of the world from being poor and hungry. But Fang later thought it was wrong. Not long after, Suzhou and Hangzhou opened Yingfeng Bureau. Maybe everyone still doesn't know what Yingfeng is. That is to serve the officials and emperors, provide them with the emperor, and let them enjoy the flesh and blood of our Jiangnan people for free. My elder brother died like this when he transported Hua Shigang. He fell into the water and drowned, and maybe he didn't die. But I guess he would not want to come back again. That was hell on earth."

Fang La's eyes were moist, closed her eyes

The morning sun rose, and the fierce siege was first opened in Shezhou. The cloud ladder set up the city wall. Tens of thousands of people rushed up from the four gates, and the swords and guns continued to fight, blood and heads fell. The city wall suddenly became like a blooming blood flower. Countless corpses fell on the city wall. People kept getting shot by arrows and falling from arrows. Dark red blood and corpses were mixed with each other.

The sound of the war drums did not stop from the siege until dusk. When an imperial guard named Wang Weizhong stood at the top of the city, blood dripped under his knife. As the Ming Cult's guard Chao Zhong fell, the Wu Dynasty's flag was inserted into the top of the city again. The battle finally came to an end with exhaustion.

Under the red sunset, another team was rushing to Jiaxing and killed with a man named Fang Qifo. "A year later, we can barely live at least one sustenance, which is equality of law and no distinction between superiority and inferiority, which is the sustenance in our hearts. In the fourth year of Xinghe, the severe drought made the ground crack and leaves dry, the ground burned yellow, and the rice grains were not collected. We even dug up the bark and grass roots to eat, and the government still came to ask for taxes and knocked on the rocks, but the granary of the government was full of them. We were not pitiful to treat us as human beings this day, and the court did not treat us as human beings."

Fang La bulged his internal force and swung away. He opened his upper arm to face the wind. His powerful internal force roared with a voice: "But why do we want others to give alms? Why do we need others to treat us as human beings?"

The wind blew over and took his voice away, as if all Hangzhou had quieted down due to this roar. Fang La stretched out his hand slowly into a fist and stood in the wind, "We Fang La! From a mud leg to now! It was hit by one punch and one kick, and you also see it. This south is ours now..."

………

Jinyuan Lane, secret passage.

A powerful voice rang through the sky.

"Listen... it's Fang La's voice, it's pretty good." Luan Tingyu sat on the stone, with Baling bronze stick leaning beside him.

Hiss...hiss...hiss...

Opposite him, Lin Chong held a stone and kept polishing the gun head. He heard the sound running over, paused in his hand, and then grinded faster and louder.

"Let's do it tonight." He said softly without raising his head.

On the couch, Yang Zhi held up his upper body and looked at the darkness, "…… I'll find my knife."

In Hangzhou, on the ground, Li Wenshu looked at the man on the high platform with a thrill of heart, like the leader of the martial arts world who commanded the heroes, but at this moment he forgot that the man was already the new emperor who commanded the south.

Su Wanling yawned in boredom, Qin Mian clenched her fists and stared at the man in admiration without blinking.

………

"...Today, since Wu Chao treats us as human beings, then we will be human beings and live like one person."

"We will pick up what we have lost today."

"This law is equal, no distinction between high and low, so it is Yongle." The tall and majestic body stood on the platform, and the majestic roar was like thunder exploding in the sky above Hangzhou. Countless people below closed their breaths and looked up, trembling and excited.

Then, a man raised his arms and shouted: "Long live the Holy Lord!"

"This law is equal, and there is no distinction between high and low!"

"Long live Yongle!"

Countless people below were surging and excited, holding their arms high and shouting. Countless sounds gathered together, and countless thunders rumbling in the sky, pressing down, making people breathless.

In this way, the Yongle Dynasty announced to the world.

As night falls, the night city is still noisy, with people coming and going, drinking and eating, juggling and making noise, and the streets and alleys are full of shadows of people playing with the world.

In the palace, the civil and military teams of the court, which had been decided in the inner court, gathered together and held a banquet for hundreds of officials under the abbot of the "Sheng Gong" Fang La. In addition to the generals who were defending in the Ming Cult, there were three of the newly enfeoffed four marshals, including the left and right Prime Minister Zu Shiyuan, Lou Minzhong, and Privy Councilor Lu Shinang.

"Master Bao Tian... Why are you so depressed?" Lou Minzhong came over and looked at him with a smile, then walked away.

Bao Daoyi had a calm face and put the wine glass raised in his hand back on the table, "Tianshi...bad Tianshi."

He threw away the wine glass and walked away with his sleeves.

The noisy banquet, the city that never sleeps, the blades are hidden, and the figures are touching the night and out of the alley, and they are divided into two groups. The cold swords outside the city are rubbing against the night wind, and countless steps are rugged, leaning towards the place called Laowagou, drinking and punching the camp. In an instant, the blades cut through the night, and countless black shadows suddenly break through the shackles and burst out with a terrifying impact.

Kill.

Blood, head, and a moment of surprise unfolding.

ps: It took a long time to change the article today. Sorry, the first update was delivered. Then I have to go out to the hospital, and my relatives will go to the hospital and have to go and have a look. There is a little modification in the previous chapter.
Chapter completed!