Longevity Begins with Jinyiwei

Zhaowu two years, December 23rd.

Should be buried, should be ground.

Weather, heavy snow.

Amidst the flying snow, this capital was also plunged into a rare solemnity.

Every household hangs white gauze, and on both sides of the street are the soldiers of the imperial camp and the people of the capital who are kneeling.

When the gate of the palace opened, there were sixty-four people in the forefront, holding up the soul-inducing banners.

Next, one hundred and twenty-eight people carried the dragon-patterned pillar and carried the coffin of the former emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Afterwards, there were the soldiers of the Imperial Front Battalion in full armor, as well as the honor guard of the Emperor Lubo of more than 1,000 people.

In the funeral procession, there are also a large number of monks, Taoist priests, etc., who are dressed in cassocks, have law enforcement implements, and continue to chant sutras.

As well as civil and military officials, former imperial relatives, and the former Ming clan, the entire funeral procession stretched for dozens of miles, from the palace to the mausoleum, and there was also a reed hall along the way for the funeral procession to rest.

The emperor stood in the tower, watching all this indifferently.

Buried with the gift of the Son of Heaven.

Chongzhen, Tianqi, and the coffins of the two emperors formed a funeral procession that stretched for dozens of miles, heading for the tombs of the two emperors that had been built on Wanshou Mountain.

The wind and snow were still flying in the sky, and this huge team slowly disappeared into the wind and snow, and at the same time disappeared from the sight of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, it's freezing cold, let's go to the palace to rest!"

Wang Wu stepped forward, put the fox fur on the emperor, and persuaded in a low voice.

"Let's go!"

The emperor let out a long sigh, but his eyes turned to the far south.

Nanming…

The emperor shook his head, stepped on the imperial edict, and immediately, surrounded by the soldiers of the imperial camp, he headed towards the palace.

And at this moment, in Jiangnan.

Since the emperor ordered the Ministry of Rites to plan the burial ceremony of the two emperors of the former Ming Dynasty, the news has spread to the world long ago.

It was also on this day that Quanzhou, the nominal capital of the Southern Ming Dynasty, was already the same as the capital in the north.

"bye!"

Outside the city of Quanzhou, the altar has already been erected.

Just like the funeral ceremony being held at the Longevity Mountain Mausoleum in the northern capital, the little emperor led the civil and military officials of the Southern Ming Dynasty, and they were also carrying out the ceremony of worship!

However, compared to the solemn ceremony of Longevity Mountain, outside the city of Quanzhou, it looks extremely desolate.

The coffin of the late emperor was buried by the usurpers and worshipped by the usurpers, but they, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the ministers of the Ming Dynasty, could only worship at a distance of thousands of miles!

Even, perhaps in this lifetime, there will never be another day of returning to the Central Plains!

Although Nanming is big and several provinces are in control, none of the rivers and natural dangers are in Nanming's hands.

The strong army in the north, at any time, can swallow the momentum and go south!

Nan Ming, there is no danger at all!

Desolate, this place of worship, at this moment, is also indescribably desolate!

Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng!

These words, they don't seem to have the qualifications to say it!

Can only... passively wait, the end of the day is coming!

Or, day after day, they would attack Jianghe Tianjian in an attempt to regain lost ground, but under the strong defense of the northern army, Jianghe Tianjian was even more solid as a rock.

In vain for most of the year, there is nothing to gain, but it is a loss of soldiers and generals!

"To settle the south of the Yangtze River, we must first occupy Penghu and Taiwan, and cut off the false retreat!"

"Puppets on land are vulnerable, and the only thing to be wary of is the retreat of puppets overseas."

"Nanjuyi Zheng Zhilong has been operating in Penghu, Taiwan for a long time, and now the pseudo-Ming court is also pouring financial and material resources overseas. Obviously, he has the idea of ​​using Penghu and Taiwan as a way back!"

Li Dingguo, dressed in military armor, pointed to the coastal island of Penghu and Taiwan in the Ningbo Port Naval Dazhai.

"Your Majesty has made an order that the December tariff revenue of the Ningbo Shipyard can be used for the construction of the shipyard. Now that it has reached the end of the month, the tariff revenue has exceeded 300,000 taels, which is enough to support the construction of the shipyard."

"At the Denglai Shipyard, a batch of warships will be sent over in the spring of next year."

"This plan is to pretend to attack Penghu next year on the summer solstice, and lead the fake Ming navy to come. Even if we can't do everything in one battle, we will cut off the fake Ming navy again!"

"Is there any objection?"

Li Dingguo looked around at the generals and asked.

"The last will obey!"

Between the pair of eyes, they are also leading orders one after another.

"Okay, wait and prepare, I will submit the battle plan and wait for His Majesty's will."

The generals withdrew one after another, and Li Dingguo stood for a moment before turning around slowly, staring at this map of the sea and territory, and his expression couldn't help but be a little dazed.

He still remembered that when he first arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, it was also a map of the sea and borders, but at that time, it was not as it is now, Daheng, hypocrisy, the two sides confronted the sea and borders, but various forces, large and small, and even Western barbarians. The country is intricately entrenched in the sea and borders, whether it is Daheng or hypocrisy, it is only a slightly larger existence.

As of now, on the vast sea frontier, those intricate forces are either annexed or swept away under the rivalry between Hengming and Hengming.

What followed was naturally the more and more powerful Daheng Jiangnan navy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Of course, the fake navy also became more and more powerful.

Even, far more powerful than the Jiangnan Navy.

However, the only fortunate thing is that, just like the open and secret battles between the army on the land of the pseudo-Ming Dynasty, the navy, following the pseudo-Ming court, after tilting the financial and material resources towards the navy, seems to have the idea of ​​encroaching on Taiwan as a retreat.

And Taiwan is originally the private land of Xiyi and Zheng Zhilong. Therefore, the conflict between the Falun Gong faction headed by Zheng Zhilong and the pseudo-Ming court faction headed by Nan Juyi is becoming more and more obvious and fierce.

It is precisely because of this that the Jiangnan navy has to fight against the strong army with the weak, and has to gain the upper hand in the large and small naval battles.

It is precisely because of this that he has the confidence to pretend to attack Penghu. After all, Penghu is a place occupied by the pseudo-Ming court, and Zheng Zhilong's confidant lies in Taiwan!

Zheng Zhilong was afraid that Penghu could not be threatened. In this way, the puppet Ming court's involvement in Taiwan could also be cut off.

"This battle is very promising!"

Looking at this map of the sea and territory, Li Dingguo's eyes flickered, and the plan for this battle in his heart also spread.

What he thinks, it seems that it is not completely based on this battle.

The most important purpose of this battle seems to be not to destroy how many navy fighters.

Rather, it is necessary to use this to make the contradiction between Fu Ming and Zheng Zhilong more intense and more open!

And his Jiangnan navy, before he can completely quell the strength of the pseudo-ming navy, any war on the sea must be for this purpose.

"Defending against friendly forces is like defending against tigers..."

Thinking of this, Li Dingguo couldn't help muttering these words.

As long as the fake navy is like its army on land, defending friendly forces is like defending against tigers...

That may be the day when the war is fully accomplished, the day when the mountains and rivers are unified.