Every three hundred meters along the roof, there is a huge laser projector mounted on the roof facing the street, with electrical and signal lines running along the roof to Zhengyang Gate.

People who often watch movies raised their heads on the roadside, pointing at the projectors and discussing.

"He Sanwa, with so many movies released, Your Majesty is going to release The Legend of Prince Lu again?"

"It must be so. Oh, you have released so many things this time. Your Majesty really misses Prince Lu. He has to miss such a happy day."

"I don't know if this movie can show other stories, but I can memorize the story of Prince Lu."

The voices of discussion revealed that the people in the capital had watched the movie several times and were familiar with the plot.

Zhu Cixiang was dressed in the prince's formal attire, accompanied by civil and military officials, and went out of the city to wait ten miles outside the city. Beside him was Empress Zhou in fiery red palace attire and a bright yellow ribbon.

There were also many people accompanying him, some deliberately arranged and some who came to greet them sincerely. They were separated by the royal army, creating a distance from the queen, prince and others.

The people watching the Queen's appearance from a distance kept cheering. This was one of the few times the Queen went out over the years, staring at the fiery red light and shadow.

As the sun rose, there was a sudden sound of beeping in the distance on the road. Everyone held up the rapeseed and chrysanthemums handed out by someone at the scene, and waited.

In the line of sight, Chongzhen's car appears at the front among the dust. This can prevent his car from turning into a gray car and damaging the image of the king.

The armed pickup truck convoy drove neatly along the specially widened official road in a three-digit formation, and finally stopped steadily in front of Zhu Cixiang.

“We sincerely welcome your majesty’s triumphant return.

Congratulations to the Ming Dynasty for pacifying Liaodong and no more border troubles. Congratulations to your majesty, may the Ming Dynasty live forever!"

"Your Majesty, ten thousand years! Ten thousand years of Ming Dynasty!"

The uniform shouts were filled with people's joy. The Ming Dynasty had been suffering for a long time. Both officials and common people were actually victims of the rise of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Therefore, Chongzhen's ability to pacify Liaodong and bring the Manchu royal family back to the capital was a good thing for the people of the capital.

Chongzhen and the queen interacted for a while, and the queen stood away and looked at Zhu Cixiang.

"Haha, Cixi, you have lost weight. Have you gained anything from supervising the country recently?"

"Thank you for your concern, father. In addition to studying recently, my son is studying with the bachelor and reading memorials.

After reading too many reports from various places, I now know how hard it is to manage the Ming Dynasty. Father, thank you for your hard work."

"Okay! Okay, okay! Cixing, you have grown up, this is good!"

Chongzhen helped Zhu Cixiang up with a smile on his face. Looking at his mature eyes, he felt very relieved.

Greeted by civil and military officials, Chongzhen stood on the side of the carriage, with Zhu Cixiang and the Queen beside him, and drove to Zhengyangmen with the flowers of the common people swinging all the way.

At this time, the entire ceremony was only halfway through, and the Royal Army who followed all the way set up a camera in front, faithfully fulfilling the task of being a photographer.

It is conceivable that when the time comes for the first batch of Royal Army soldiers to retire, these Royal Army soldiers will become photographers, electrical engineers and other enlightened professions in the Ming Dynasty.

Chongzhen looked at the speakers that had been arranged, gave Wang Chengen a thumbs up, then took the microphone from his collar and walked towards the Monument to the Heroes of the National Defense.

At this time, all the screens also lit up, the camera was pointed in Chongzhen's direction, and Chongzhen's figure appeared on the screen, clearly visible.

When the people watched this scene, they realized that the screen could still be used in this way. Seeing Chongzhen waving to everyone on the screen, a burst of long live shouts broke out, overwhelming all the noise in the entire Nancheng.

Amid the commotion, Chongzhen stood under the Monument to the Heroes of the National Defense, looking at the stacks of civilians hundreds of meters away and looking at the camera, waving his hands to signal everyone to stop talking, and began to speak.

"My dearest people, good morning.

Today I stopped in front of the Monument to the Heroes of the Ming Dynasty to protect the country, not only to pay tribute to the heroes of the Ming Dynasty to protect the country, but also to tell everyone.

The Ming Dynasty was invincible, able to defeat the Jiannu and pacify Liaodong because of countless soldiers who used their blood to resist all enemies who invaded the Ming Dynasty unyieldingly.

And they are passing among you, and they are in the car."

Trucks drove in from Yongding Gate and drove along Zhengyangmen Street. Amidst the sound of horns, the people who were about to squeeze into the road couldn't help but give way.

Everyone was a little excited and wanted to see what the hero looked like.

However, after the car passed by everyone, the people were confused at first, then covered their lips and looked at the passing motorcade with trembling eyes.

On the trucks, there are stacked and fixed urns. On each box, there is a certain regiment, a certain guard station, and many names are missing.

"In this Jinzhou battle, a decisive battle was launched after the arrival of the Royal Army. A total of 4,427 Ming soldiers died in the battle.

Among them, there are 2,418 military households in various guard posts directly under the Central Government,

Liaodong Guards Station military households, 1,850 people,

The remaining provinces supported fifty-nine soldiers who joined the Royal Army.

There are 100 generals above the small flag level.

It was they who came from all over the world who defended the Ming Dynasty with their lives and defended the future of the people of the Ming Dynasty, so that the Ming Dynasty would never have to pay wages.

It was them who proved to everyone with their lives that the people of the Ming Dynasty cannot be bullied and the Ming Dynasty cannot be betrayed!

Qingshan was fortunate enough to bury loyal bones. There were 4,427 remains, many of which were brutally chopped into pieces by the slaves.

I can't bring them back intact. I can only try my best to prevent the martyrs of the Ming Dynasty from being buried in the bitter cold!

I declare that a national cemetery will be built outside the imperial mausoleum. All soldiers who died in the war will be buried in the national cemetery and enjoy the worship of the Ming Dynasty forever.

On all important festivals, all civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty, including the royal family, must come to visit the graves of our soldiers who fought in the Ming Dynasty! The great martyrs of the Ming Dynasty who defended our country will live forever!"

"Everyone is here! Fire a salute! See you off!!!"

The camera panned to the city wall, where neatly arranged Royal Army troops fired bronze cannons.

Amidst the roar of salutes, Chongzhen began to recite the Ci of Chu.

"I have been honest since I was young, and I have always obeyed the righteousness of my body...

The soul is back! The north cannot stop.

Increase the ice in E'e, and fly snow thousands of miles away..."

"The soul is back!"

Among the people below, some scholars were already chanting in their own voices, and the officials standing behind Chongzhen were also chanting to summon the souls into the microphone in front of them.

As for whether this behavior is in line with etiquette and law? This is arranged by the Minister of Rites. Who dares to say that it is not in line with etiquette and law?

Yesterday, some people said that it was not in compliance with the requirements and refused to give Ni Yuanlu and Chen Ye face in front of the cabinet, and then they were dragged away by the Jin Yiwei on the spot.

It's useless to plead for mercy. This process was designed by Chen Ye and was supported by Chongzhen and the cabinet without brains.

In the afternoon of the same day, the person who said it was against the law was demoted because of his prostitution eight years ago, and then found out more details of corruption and tax evasion and ransacked his home.

The neatly chanted soul-calling chants, coupled with the regular rhythmic blast of blank bombs, seemed extremely solemn.

The trucks all drove to the open space in front of the Monument to the Heroes of the National Defense. Chongzhen stepped forward and arranged the ribbons on each truck one by one.

The camera looked extremely serious and solemn, making the eyes of the common people wet. Just as Chongzhen said, they were exempted from land tax this year and Liao pay in the future, all because of this group of military households.

But this group of military households sacrificed their lives for this and became boxes one by one on the car.

The past resentment towards Liao's salary and dissatisfaction towards the imperial court were all wiped out from this moment.

After the truck pulling the ashes left, Chongzhen turned around and looked at the Monument to the Heroes of the National Protector with sad eyes.

"Lu Qing, Cao Qing, have you seen it? I'm back, I'm bringing your unfulfilled wish, I'm bringing the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty with me.

When they arrive below, you must treat them well. I will pay homage to you every year and let the brothers eat and drink well below!"

When the tear-jerking part is over, it's time to officially show off your majesty.

Chongzhen climbed onto the tower, looked straight at Yongding Gate, and waited for the reviewing sergeant.

The officials from the capital were standing on both sides of the city gate tower, somewhat unaccustomed to this feeling.

An off-road vehicle passed through Yongding Gate and drove all the way to Zhengyang Gate, raising its head and shouting loudly to Chongzhen.

"His Majesty the Great Emperor! The Royal Army of the Ming Dynasty and the reviewing troops have been assembled. Please review them!

Major General Sun Chuanting, commander of the Royal Army of the Ming Dynasty, reports to you!"

"The review begins!"

The people watching the live broadcast of the cable video were dumbfounded. This form of interaction was something they had never thought of before. They were immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Speakers were placed every fifty meters in the entire street so that everyone could hear the sound clearly. After Chongzhen's words fell, groups of sergeants and trucks began to enter from Yongding Gate.

However, the people along the road did not know the role of these soldiers because the explanation had not yet begun.

Kikuta Hezi, who was mixed in the crowd, looked at the Royal Army marching forward surrounded by cheers from the passing people.

All kinds of incomprehensible equipment, her eyes full of fear, she had already seen the future of their family.

I'm afraid it was either destroyed by the Ming Kingdom or was handed over by the shogunate who surrendered to the Ming Kingdom and then destroyed.

Finally, the first squadron walked neatly to the bottom of Zhengyang Gate. The camera began to focus on them at this moment, and the soldiers in charge of reading the manuscript upstairs also began to read.

"Salute! Salute to the great Ming Emperor!"

"brush!"

"Goose-step!"

"Bah bang bang!"

The sound of regular footsteps spread throughout the street through the microphone, making the people look at the movie set with stars in their eyes.
To be continued...