The Holy Emperor of Ming

Chapter 242 Long Live His Majesty

It got dark early that day, but the most fortunate thing was that before dark, a thousand dragon riders carrying thick clothes and bedding arrived in Jinzhou.

That night, there won’t be so many people freezing to death.

This night, there was still no rest.

Zhu Houzhao once again emanated a brilliant golden light, allowing tens of thousands of people to see him clearly.

He had been standing in the air for more than a day and a night.

More than 7,000 dragon riders, wearing only single layers of clothing, led the disaster victims and the young and strong men coming from all directions to continue clearing roads and rescuing people.

This year has passed in such a unique way.

After midnight, dragon riders carrying doctors, students, and medicinal materials began to arrive one after another.

At noon on the first day of the Lunar New Year, two thousand dragon riders, along with nearly fifteen hundred doctors, students, and a large amount of medicinal materials, arrived in Jinzhou.

The arrival of these doctors, students, and medicinal materials caused the death toll in the disaster area to begin to drop sharply.

in the afternoon.

Food and medicinal materials, mainly mobilized by the Ministry of Commerce, began to be transported into the disaster area.

Disaster relief and rescue efforts are now back on track.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Zhu Houzhao finally no longer had to stand in the air as a shining little sun.

He put on his clean dragon robe and boots and looked at the disaster situation. He looked a little uncomfortable and unusually tired.

Jinzhou originally had more than 210,000 people, and with some who were hiding, the total number was about 220,000.

More than 30,000 people were confirmed dead.

According to preliminary statistics, there are more than 170,000 people still alive, including more than 3,000 seriously injured.

In other words, there are still more than 10,000 civilians buried under the rubble and have not yet been dug out.

In this situation, it is basically certain that the chances of them still being alive are very small.

Overall, the death toll will be around 50,000.

So many people died in one earthquake.

This was the case when he arrived in time with Emperor Wu’s Dragon Cavalry.

If he didn't do this, how many people would die?

Zhu Houzhao deeply felt that the Ming people's resistance to natural disasters was too weak.

“Your Majesty, the main reason why so many people died this time was because the earthquake occurred in the morning, when most people were still asleep.

They were either buried by the collapsed houses, or even if they escaped in time, they did not have time to put on warm clothes.

There are no houses left to protect against the cold.

Except for the people who were buried under the rubble, most of the dead people froze to death on the first night. " Xie Qian said in a serious tone.

"I and Emperor Wu's dragon cavalry are still too slow." Zhu Houzhao sighed lightly.

"Your Majesty, you must not say that.

Although so many people died, if it weren't for Your Majesty, most of the people in Jinzhou would definitely not have survived." Xie Qian said solemnly.

This is by no means an exaggeration. According to previous earthquake experiences, in such weather, it would be lucky if only half of the 200,000 people could survive.

Zhu Houzhao shook his head and said seriously: "There are still too many problems. Zhending Prefecture does not have much material relief, the garrison troops do not know how to fight the disaster and rescue people, and the officials are also not active.

These must all change.”

Xie Qian was silent and said nothing.

Most of these can only be changed by Your Majesty.

In their hearts, they had already completely admired him, just like the hundreds of thousands of people living in Jin.

He will support whatever decision Your Majesty makes.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Go and get busy. You must do your best to rescue every citizen." Zhu Houzhao waved his hand.

"Yes, I understand." Xie Qian said seriously.

On the third day of the New Year, the eleven imperial concubines returned to Jinzhou City from all over Jinzhou. Now they no longer needed to take any action.

"Your Majesty." The women saluted and looked at their husbands.

Silently, the looks they gave their husbands became even gentler.

It seems to carry a kind of light.

An indescribable light.

"Well, you have worked hard these days. Take a good rest." Zhu Houzhao looked at the girls with relief and satisfaction.

"Your Majesty, you are the one who works the hardest. You should also have a good rest." Jin Bingyun said softly.

The girls nodded, their eyes filled with worry.

"I'm not tired. This is nothing. Remember when I defeated Kublai Khan, I chased him for ten days and nights, killing tens of thousands of people without any rest. I didn't feel tired at all." Zhu Houzhao patted his chest and said nonchalantly.

The women were helpless, knowing that His Majesty would not listen no matter how much they tried to persuade him.

I won’t say more.

After Zhu Houzhao pondered for a while, he ran out and visited various places in Jinzhou in person.

He didn't bring anyone else with him, only Duke Zheng followed him secretly.

Therefore, the speed is extremely fast.

And when I visited various places, I couldn't help but start helping again.

His figure was left everywhere, along with countless voices of gratitude and admiration.

It was three days later when we returned to Jinzhou City.

Jinzhou City was even more lively at this time, and aid from the imperial court was continuously sent here.

Under Xie Qian's leadership, everything is changing for the better.

In a blink of an eye, it was the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, and Zhu Houzhao knew that it was time for him to go back.

He is no longer needed here, the capital and the entire Ming Dynasty need him more.

On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, Emperor Wu's Dragon Riders had already assembled.

Zhu Houzhao took Yao Yue and the others and quietly walked out of Jinzhou City.

But no one knew who leaked the news, and one after another, the people gathered on both sides of the road, looked at their emperor and his family with tearful eyes, and knelt down silently.

"Get up, get up quickly."

Zhu Houzhao shouted loudly, but not a single citizen stood up.

With so many people, Zhu Houzhao had no choice but to speed up his pace, but he ended up slowing down a bit. He came to the cleared North Gate, where Emperor Wu's Dragon Riders were waiting.

Zhu Houzhao waited for a moment before mounting his horse and looking towards the city.

Tens of thousands of people were kneeling there.

"Get up quickly. Remember, we, the people of the Ming Dynasty, don't have to kneel down to others in the future. We must have backbone." Zhu Houzhao shouted.

After a pause, he continued, “Build your new home well, the court will help you.

It has also exempted everyone from taxes for five years.

Remember, this is what I said myself. If anyone dares to bully you, just report to the Jinyiwei. If the Jinyiwei doesn’t care, come to the capital and find me. I will take care of you.

I also promise you that I will come back to see you in the future.

I am leaving."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhu Houzhao turned his horse around and left with Emperor Wu’s dragon cavalry.

"Long live His Majesty!"

Suddenly, a most sincere voice sounded behind him. Zhu Houzhao turned his head and was stunned for a moment.

Like him, there were many women and dragon riders.

"Long live His Majesty! Long live His Majesty!"

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Shouted out again and again, from tens of thousands of mouths, without any prior training or following the crowd.

Some are just the most sincere thoughts.

'Long live His Majesty.'

This sound drowned out the sound of the dragon riders' hooves, and seemed to drown out the sky.

All the women and more than nine thousand dragon riders turned their heads and stared at their majesty with shining eyes, unable to look away for a long time.

Amid the constant sounds, the dragon rider went away.

After a long while, tens of thousands of people finally stopped and stood up in tears.

The spies from all sides who had been attracted in the past few days, as well as some people in the martial arts world, were staring blankly.

This day...
After he could no longer hear the voice from afar, Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath and waved his hand: "Return to Beijing."

The speed kept increasing, and the irresistible sound of horse hooves rushed straight towards the capital.

The news that the emperor had returned to the capital spread throughout Jinzhou.

Almost all the people knelt down towards the capital and shouted the same words.

'Long live His Majesty!'

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Long live His Majesty!
These five words spread to every corner of the Ming Dynasty at a terrifying speed.

The hundreds of thousands of surviving victims moved the hearts of countless people in the Ming Dynasty with their most sincere and simple voices.

Among them are ordinary people and people from the martial arts world.

It was as if when the quantity accumulated to a certain level, a qualitative transformation suddenly occurred.

An invisible force is spreading.

The name of this great trend is Emperor Shengwu, Zhu Houzhao.

Wudang, Shaolin, Tianshan, Huashan, Emei...

Major martial arts families, many evil forces, and so on.

Countless people looked towards the capital with different emotions.

At the same time, the various events that took place in Jinzhou were also being discussed throughout the Ming Dynasty.

Emperor Shengwu did not hesitate and went straight to Jinzhou to save people along the way.

It was like a god descending from heaven, lighting up the night of Jinzhou City.

The dragon robe was draped over ordinary people.

Emperor Wu's dragon cavalry rushed six hundred miles in less than a day.

They saved people in simple clothes for several days, and only gathered together to rest when they were extremely tired.

The military and civilians cooperate to fight disasters and save lives.

The eleven imperial concubines, like fairies descending to earth, rescued people everywhere.

These and other stories have been told over and over again by countless people, and countless people never get enough of them and never get tired of them.

What we talked about most, of course, was the farewell that day.

That sentence.

'Long live His Majesty!'

Countless people are saying the same thing silently in their hearts.

When the Ming Dynasty was in turmoil, Zhu Houzhao returned to the capital with Emperor Wu's Dragon Cavalry.

This time, only he, his eleventh daughter, Zhu Wusi, Wang Zhi, Cao Youxiang, and Emperor Wu's Dragon Riders returned to Beijing.

Those doctors and students stayed in Jinzhou to take care of the wounded.

Yan Nantian and Zhang Daoqi also stayed in Jinzhou with the two dragon balls and would return when the weather got warmer.

After returning to Beijing, Zhu Houzhao held a court meeting.

At this time, the spirit of cohesion among the civil and military officials became even stronger.

Many of the eyes looking at His Majesty were filled with undisguised reverence.

Zhu Houzhao didn't care and talked about something he had been thinking about for several days.

As for the military, from now on, the military must be at the forefront in fighting against disasters.

Wherever there is a disaster, the nearest Ming army must go there and provide relief at all costs.

There are also a series of related things.

In terms of political affairs, the focus was on the reconstruction of Jinzhou.

and a series of policies.

Throughout the whole process, no one raised any objections, some just helped to improve it.

After about half an hour, everything that needed to be said was said. Zhu Houzhao looked at the ministers, thought for a moment, and said seriously: "All officials of the Ming Dynasty, you must remember that the greatest principle of the Ming Dynasty is to put the people first.

If he cannot do this, he is not worthy of being an official of the Ming Dynasty."

(Chapter 2 and Chapter 3 will be updated around 12 o'clock.)
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