These letters of persuasion symbolized the proof of his allegiance.
It symbolized the submission of the former Ming officials.
Everyone looked at the letters of encouragement and felt very happy.
"In the end, these people are still reasonable and know what to do. Alright, I'm not in a hurry now. I can wait for them to go up a few more times. When the Kong Clan's invitation form arrives, the matter will be settled. Now, everyone can start preparing for the coronation ceremony."
The excited crowd slowly left, discussing how to handle the coronation ceremony. Meanwhile, Xiao Ruxun began to gather the old ministers of the former Ming Dynasty under her to discuss how to determine the era name and the process of the coronation ceremony.
With Wang Xijue and Li Tingji as the leaders, dozens of former Ming officials gathered in the Imperial Palace to discuss Xiao Ruxun's new year name. They all expressed their opinions and were quite divided.
"The new dynasty has been established and there are many things to do. How can we use Chenghe?"
"Jianwu is not appropriate either. The new dynasty has just been established and people's thoughts are settled. This year's name should not be used."
"What about Qianding? It symbolizes the stability of the world. "
"Not appropriate, not appropriate. It's too deliberate."
… …
For the new dynasty's new Emperor's year name, they discussed for a long time but could not come up with a suitable year name. Thus, they had no choice but to ask Xiao Ruxun for his opinion.
Xiao Ruxun thought for a while and made a decision. Thus, he slowly picked up his brush and wrote two big words.
Longwu.
"Longwu?"
Wang Xijue looked at it and was speechless. He passed the year name to Li Tingji. Li Tingji looked hesitant and did not say anything. He then passed the paper to Ye Xianggao and continued to pass it around for the other officials to read.
"How about this year's name?"
Xiao Ruxun looked at the old officials below.
Wang Xijue knelt down and bowed. "This year's name is vigorous and grand. It symbolizes that the Daqin was founded by martial arts and unified the world. The country's fate is prosperous and the martial arts are prosperous!"
Seeing Wang Xijue kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, the rest of the officials who had good eyesight quickly followed suit and knelt down. They praised Xiao Ruxun's majestic aura, praised the incomparable heroic spirit of the new dynasty, and looked at the glory of the new dynasty that seemed to be within reach.
Xiao Ruxun really liked this era name that was once somewhat desolate and sarcastic. Its meaning was very good, but the treatment she received was not as good as she had hoped. It was a far cry from Hongwu's.
But now, Xiao Ruxun was confident that he could bring this era name to greater heights than Hongwu!
That should be Long Wu!
I am Emperor Longwu of the Daqin!
This news was not told to anyone else. Everyone who knew about it was ordered to keep their mouths shut. Before the coronation ceremony, they were not allowed to reveal it. As time passed, more and more people tried to persuade Xiao Ruxun, and they became more and more anxious. More and more petition forms piled up, and Xiao Ruxun became more and more agitated.
On the evening of the 30th, the petition form of the Kong family was sent to the capital at the fastest speed.
As expected, the Kong Clan knew how to adapt to circumstances. They used the fastest speed to change their allegiance and waited for Xiao Ruxun's verdict while trembling with fear and trepidation. They handed over the Persuasion Form which represented their submission, hoping to get a good result.
It was only natural that Xiao Ruxun would give them a good ending.
The meaning of the Kong family's petition form was very clear. Although everyone knew that this was inevitable, when the petition form really arrived, it was hard to suppress their excitement. The Sage Kong family still had a rallying power and a certain amount of influence. With the endorsement of the Sage Kong family, the little bit of guilt in people's hearts would disappear without a trace.
Everything was a foregone conclusion.
Xiao Ruxun ordered to spread the news of the Kong family's petition form as far as possible. He wanted to put the blame on the Kong family.
It was definitely not easy to enjoy the support of the state.
The Kong family had to pay a price.
After the Kong family's petition form was delivered, Xiao Ruxun still did not say anything. Although everyone knew that Xiao Ruxun wanted them to do more, they were still very anxious. As they handed over the petition form, they cursed in their hearts. They really wanted nothing more than for Xiao Ruxun to immediately ascend to the throne and give them glory and wealth.
However, Xiao Ruxun's ascension to the throne did not mean glory and wealth …
It was better to give them a little sweetness first.
On the 31st, Xiao Ruxun officially announced that he would hold an ascension ceremony on the first day of the first lunar month of the new year and formally proclaim himself emperor.
It seemed like he was in a rush.
But for the people involved, this was something that they could not wait any longer.
The group of people busied themselves for the sake of Xiao Ruxun's ascension ceremony.
They searched everywhere for black cloth to decorate the palace. Because the new dynasty was in favor of virtue, the emperor's dragon robe was now black, no longer yellow. All the tools in the palace had to be changed, and the eunuchs and maids who had been selected to work in the court of the new dynasty hurriedly began to prepare.
It was all thanks to Xiao Ruxun's preparations that the palace was not in a state of panic. In the last few days, the entire capital had been turned upside down by the army. All the suspicious individuals had been captured and locked up in prisons. At the same time, the people were called to the streets to cheer for the new emperor.
The new emperor, Xiao Ruxun, was scheduled to walk straight from the southern gate into the Imperial Palace and then ascend to the throne. He needed the cheers of the common people along the way.
For this reason, the army anxiously arranged for this matter. Houses were set up everywhere, and the limited number of rifled musketeers in the army were assigned jobs. They were responsible for keeping a lookout for the crowd nearby, ready to strike the moment something went wrong.
Countless plain-clothed soldiers were also arranged among the common people. They were all from Myanmar and were loyal to Xiao Ruxun. They were willing to risk their lives to protect their emperor.
The ascension ceremony was handed over to Wang Xijue, the First Minister of the Cabinet. The important supporting actors, Empress Dowager Li and Zhu Changluo, were also arranged to stay in the Imperial Palace. They were closely monitored and educated politely.
This was to ensure that they did not cause any trouble.
This was a necessary procedure. Zhu Changluo had to take off his crown and then kneel in front of Xiao Ruxun and ask Xiao Ruxun to ascend to the throne. Then, Xiao Ruxun would bestow him with a title or something else. This way, it would look better in the history books.
Xiao Ruxun did not know how unofficial history would be written, but for official history, it was specially arranged for royal scholars with good writing skills to write according to Xiao Ruxun's instructions and requirements. Then, they would be supervised by Xiao Ruxun at all times.
On the first day of the new year, the sun rose. The people who had been waiting for a long time were all ready. Accompanied by the sound of cannon salutes, Xiao Ruxun's ascension ceremony officially began.
Outside the Yongding Gate, Xiao Ruxun was dressed in a black dragon robe. He had already waited for two hours. He waited from night until dawn, from the deepest darkness until the first ray of light pierced through the darkness.
Back then, would he have thought of all of this?
Back then, when his blood was boiling with passion for the country, would he have thought of all of this today?
Back then, would the him of the past still exist?
Xiao Ruxun had all sorts of questions and doubts about himself.
Including whether he could be a good emperor, whether he could shoulder the heavy responsibility of a great empire, whether he could lead the country to a bright and correct path. He had doubts about all of these. He was worried that he would not be able to do it.
However.
What other path was there to take?
The wheels of history rolled on, he had no other choice.
No matter what, he had to continue on this path.
"Your Majesty, let's go!"
Zhou Yao stood beside Xiao Ruxun and asked for his instructions.
Xiao Ruxun nodded and boarded his carriage. He took a deep breath.
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