Li Jundu looked at He Wenrui again and said, "The matter of pursuing Shen Yongzhong was handed over to Chief He, and the conditions were the same as that of Tong Yannian. However, Shen Yongzhong was mostly Han people, so he was granted the position of the Yunzhong Appeasement Zone and gave him a position as the banner leader."

He Wenrui's face changed slightly. Li Jundu had never discussed this matter with him. He Wenrui thought about it for a moment and said, "With the head of state, there is no precedent for the Han people to be a true seal."

Li Jundu smiled: "That's why I am imitating Tong Yannian's example, pretending to be a Manchurian emissary. You tell Shen Yongzhong to give him a banner number of households, but if you can convince others to go to Yunzhong to settle down, there will be rewards. If you convince two assistant leaders, you will be divided into one and will never break your promise. But like Kuidong, you will make a decision within one month. In addition, if Shen Yongzhong is willing to surrender, he must wait for the army to arrive and directly transfer it to the local military and political affairs with the army, and not contact the Three Feudalists."

He Wenrui had to obey orders. He had long heard that Li Jundu had always been generous. Now it seems that this is true. But when he thinks about the benefits of pursuing Kuidong and Guizhou, he no longer thinks about it. pursuing Kuidong opened the door to Sichuan, and pursuing Kuidong would directly go to the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau. Since then, no matter what abnormal movements occur in the Three Feudatories, it will not be restricted by the terrain.

Then, Li Jundu carried out a new round of allocation. In addition to dispatching troops to various parts of the Yangtze River, North and South, Huguang to quell the local separatist rebellion, he dispatched the former main force of the Southeast War Zone to Guangdong, Guangxi, Yunnan and Guizhou. In fact, he also took the opportunity to go deep into the hinterland of the Three Feudals and was ready to suppress possible changes at any time.

It was not until Li Jundu finished making arrangements that everyone understood. Although the young commander in front of him stopped the radical plan to wipe out the thieves in Pingxi, his own requisition was not delayed at all. The favorable conditions and a one-month time limit clearly meant to recruit the anti-Qing forces in Kuidong and Shen Yongzhong from Guizhou, which was to offer a great gift to the head of state.

When Li Jundu was holding a meeting in Wuchang and preparing to encircle and suppress the last feudal remnants on the mainland, Li Mingxun arrived in the capital in early August. Amid the grand triumphal music, Li Mingxun wore golden armor and a Zhenwu helmet on his head, a majestic black horse, atop the horse's head, and two feathered pheasant tails. This was the authentic Han emperor's military uniform. He was successful in his triumphant success. It was obviously no longer a rumor.

The national gate is the Daming Gate on the north side of Zhengyang Gate. Of course, in the past twenty years, it has been changed to the Daqing Gate. Now neither of the two titles are lost, so it is naturally changed to the Zhonghua Gate.

The sides of the Zhonghua Gate were crowded with 100,000 people. They welcomed triumphant and admired the spirit of the new king. Most of these people became slaves or subordinates of the Eight Banners of Manchuria in the Qing Dynasty. The capital was restored, liberated, obtained civilian status, and saved their small property. They naturally supported the rule of the Xin Dynasty. From Zhonghua Gate to Chengtian Gate, it was equivalent to entering the imperial city. Once they entered the imperial city, rituals and music were thriving, singing and dancing led the way. All the two-mile ceremonial guards were served by young officers. On the left, they were black-clothed black armor, and were army officers. On the right, the uniforms were like snow, embellished with sea blue, and naturally they were naval officers. The two teams of officers represented the two armies to express their loyalty to the army and the founders of the country, and the officers’ honor guards were all stopped until the Huangji Hall.

Amid the nine bells, Li Mingxun rode his horse across Duanmen, then crossed the Jinshui River, and reached Huangji Gate. At this moment, the Huangji Gate opened, headed by the senators, the officials of the Senate, the House of Assembly, and the General Executive were on both sides. Only the elders could surround Li Mingxun and cross the Huangji Gate, sit on the imperial throne of the Huangji Hall, and declare the triumph of the head of the imperial sect at the place where the imperial sect listened to the government.

"Dad, are you awake?"

In the bedroom, Lin Junhong looked at Lin Cheng who woke up and held his hand in surprise. Lin Cheng opened his eyes and saw this tender face, and smiled and pinched his nose.

Lin Junhong is Lin Cheng's youngest son and his only son. Lin Cheng assisted Li Mingxun in establishing the country and establishing the tripod with a half-dead body. After becoming rich, he also returned to his hometown to find his family. However, the yin and yang were separated, and only his nephew could be found. Later, Lin Cheng got a son when he was old and was too pampered. He wrote a letter to ask Li Mingxun to name him. Li Mingxun followed the trend and suggested that the two were brothers, but they were just like their own children. Their names were Lin Junhong. Lin Junhong was no more than one year older than his legitimate son Li Jun. At this moment, he was just a nine-year-old child.

Lin Cheng looked at his son's happy face, but he felt a little lonely. He knew that his body would not be able to accompany the child to grow up after all.

He was sad, but heard the sound of musical instruments. Lin Cheng asked, "What is the sound outside?"

"I heard that the uncle of the head of state has returned from Shaanxi and returned triumphantly. All the civil and military officials of the court have gone to greet him. My cousin said, "I asked you to take a good rest. After all the gifts are finished, I will slowly tell the uncle of the head of state and then come to see you together." Lin Junhong said honestly.

After hearing this, Lin Cheng's pale face turned red and he coughed violently, which attracted three wives and concubines. After some careful cleaning, he was relieved. Lin Cheng sat up with the help of his second wife and asked, "Are those congressmen here? Have they attended the welcome ceremony?"

"The senior congressmen have arrived in more than 30, and they all attended."

"Okay, very good..." Lin Cheng seemed to be energetic and moved his body, putting his only leg on the edge of the bed. He pushed his wife beside him and said, "Hurry, come, come quickly, come quickly, come big, I'm going to worship, go......Ahem..., come quickly...get it..."

"Master, you are too weak and can't catch the wind. Ah Hai is here in the morning, which means he will come to see you..." His wife explained carefully.

"Bastard, you, a woman, can't speak in national affairs? Quickly... Change your dress and ask someone to prepare a carriage and horse. I'm going to the imperial city..." Lin Cheng was already angry, pushed his wife away, and rolled out of the bed excitedly. His dry hand pointed at the dress, his face flushed, and he could no longer speak, but his eyes were still staring at him.

"Mother, just take it to my father." Lin Junhong looked at Lin Cheng with discomfort, and looked like he would not give up until he achieved his goal. He cried and begged the words, got up and ran away, and brought the dress.

Outside the Huangji Hall, Li Mingxun was already a little dizzy by the cumbersome rituals. He knew that this was just the beginning. Although the Taimiao was not here, he would have to sacrifice to the sky tomorrow, and the ceremony would be even more complicated. When he was drowsy, He Wenxi suddenly whispered: "Your Majesty, you are the Prime Minister."

"Oh." Li Mingxun responded casually, and did not react in a daze. Suddenly, he remembered that Lin Cheng replaced himself as the second consul of the United States. When he left office, he did not become emperor, so he discussed with the Senate and the House of Assembly and gave the resigned Lin Cheng the title of "prime minister" to commend his merits during his tenure. Now when he heard this title, Li Mingxun suddenly woke up and asked in surprise: "Aren't brother overseas?"

Seeing that he could not escape, Ah Hai whispered: "When he was in the base camp, my uncle insisted on coming. The southwest monsoon was on the rise, but he was seriously ill again. I came first. The people below could not resist my uncle. My uncle arrived in Beijing half a month ago."

After hearing this explanation, Li Mingxun's face turned cold: "Nothing! My elder brother is plagued by old illness. How can he withstand the fatigue of the car? Why are you still standing there? Go and invite your elder brother in."

Ah Hai quickly responded and informed the official Zanli, who shouted: "Tell me, the President of the Senate, Your Excellency the Prime Minister..."

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister!"

The sound of orders came from the outside and inside. The officials at all levels in front of the Huangji Palace changed their expressions. They didn't know that Lin Cheng had arrived in Beijing, and their feelings for Lin Cheng were even more complicated. Li Mingxun went out all year round, and he was the former consul, the Prime Minister. Even if he retreated from the position of the consul, he influenced all aspects of the country in the way of taking charge of the Senate. Not to mention, the officials of the General Administration were mostly promoted by him. When Lin Junhong pushed Lin Cheng through the Huangji Gate in a wheelchair and appeared in front of everyone weakly, the original order was completely disrupted. A group of people surrounded him and asked with concern. Many people's eyes were filled with tears and tears were shed.

"Your Excellency, how could you... be like this?"

"Oh, God has no eyes, how can you bear to suffer from illness?"

Lin Cheng's face was tortured by illness and a little smile appeared, as if comforting everyone. He forced himself to sit up straight and said weakly: "Everyone, I...I want to meet you...I'll meet you..."

Only then did hundreds of people make way and surrounded Lin Cheng to the front of the Huangji Palace.

Li Mingxun has always known that Lin Cheng has been in poor health in the past two years, but he never thought that he would become like this. Although he had lost his leg, he was in the base camp for many years and had little trouble running around, so he often showed himself in a red face. Li Mingxun still remembered that when he went to the dock to send him on the battle, he was still very strong. How could he see him today? He looked haggard, his eyes were dull, and his cheekbones were already high, and he looked like he was exhausted and dry.

In a shock, Li Mingxun walked down the imperial throne and walked down, but his triumphant costume was more powerful and luxurious, and he was not practical and convenient. He staggered a few steps and could not make a move. Li Mingxun directly raised the corner of his robe and ran down.

Lin Cheng looked at Li Mingxun in front of the Huangji Palace with a slightly turbid eyes and shook his head: "How can the emperor... the emperor descend to the rank of the minister..., hurry up... stop Your Majesty quickly..."

After hearing Lin Cheng's words, Lin Junhong quickly ran to the imperial road, stopped Li Mingxun and said, "My father said on the way he came that as the head of the new dynasty, he came to see Your Majesty long live. Your Majesty should be on the high throne and accept it. You should not destroy the emperor's majesty by following personal affection!"

Li Mingxun was extremely excited and finally understood that Lin Cheng came to the capital without hiding himself, but he came to the capital without caring about his serious illness. He had to come to see him today, just to establish his authority. For more than ten or twenty years, he had been away from the army. If he had influenced the bureaucracy and power figures, he would not have Lin Cheng. Moreover, regardless of prestige, virtue or merit, Lin Cheng was the leader of all officials and the example of all officials. At this moment, he had to make a statement in front of all the powerful figures in the United States. The emperor was the emperor. No matter what was before, he had to perform the courtesy of his subjects at this moment!

Understanding Li Mingxun's good intentions, Li Mingxun stopped the tears that were about to shed, stood on the side of the railing, waiting for Lin Cheng to come up.

Before Lin Cheng's wheelchair was pushed to the imperial stairs, there were thirty-nine white marble steps in the Huangji Hall, but it was a bit terrible. Lin Cheng stood up with a cane, pushed away the person who wanted to help, and climbed the first stairs, but his face was full of sweat. Don't say that he had one leg or a good body. How could he have been sick for more than two years?

After a long time of hard work, Lin Cheng simply threw away his crutches and climbed up with his hands and feet. Seeing him like this, everyone burst into tears. Li Mingxun said to Ah Hai beside him: "What are you doing while standing there? Help your uncle up, a bastard, do you really see him climbing up?"

Ah Hai hurried down, stood on Lin Cheng's side, with a crutch on his shoulder, and struggling to move forward with his broken body and sick body. He said that he was helping him, but Lin Cheng had no strength and almost got up as if he was carrying him.

Finally, Lin Cheng stood in front of Li Mingxun, looked at Li Mingxunruo's military uniform and smiled with relief. He leaned against his nephew, sorted out his appearance, packed it up, pushed Ah Hai away, and knelt on one knee, but his one leg was out of strength, and his knee almost hit the ground. Then, Lin Cheng shouted in the loudest voice: "My......! Lin Cheng.........Keep to Your Majesty, my emperor... Long live my emperor, long live my emperor, long live my emperor...."

Then, Lin Cheng stood up again, knelt down again, and then stood up again, and before, he struggled to complete the three bows and nine bows. In front of the Huangji Palace, there was a silence. The officials and congressmen were all watching quietly. Everyone looked at Li Mingxun above the base, standing tall, with a dragon and a phoenix posture, giving people the feeling of rising up the wind, the sun, moon and sky, and the majestic momentum that makes people dare not look at it for a long time!

After Lin Cheng finished his ceremony, he shook his sleeves and faced the officials in front of the palace: "There was Zhu Ming's decay in front, and the Qing Dynasty jumped into the beams. The disaster of decades was restored by one head of state. Since the rebellion of the head of state, the head of state of our country has gained the power of seven seas, and its virtues have surpassed the people, and its benevolence has reached China. No one in ancient and modern times has ever been able to reach it! There was a thirty thousand miles of thirty thousand miles before, and now he has returned to the nest of barbarians. His merits and merits are not to be demonstrated by the emperor, and his virtues and benevolence are not to rule the world... Today, the first time is to settle down, and the people are stable. The head of state should follow the will of heaven and the hearts of the people, ascend to the nineteenth century, and control the world!

Dear colleagues, please bow down!”

Lin Cheng said, his voice was surprisingly loud and loud, and he suppressed the Forbidden City. He also spoke as the head of the civil officials, which was deafening and convincing. He immediately led the ruling Ah Hai, all the veterans, congressmen, officials and officers knelt down and worshiped: "Long live my emperor!"

The sound of shouting sounded across the city and outside the city, soaring straight into the sky. Lin Cheng looked at the people kneeling all over the ground with relief, and felt relieved. He fell down on his back. Li Mingxun rushed up, hugged Lin Cheng, and fell to the ground. At this moment, he could no longer help and said, "Brother, what are you doing? Are you worth it?"

Lin Cheng said with a pale face, "It's worth it, for my brother's throne...it's worth it anyway..."

Li Mingxun beat the ground and shouted: "Our brothers have even won the world. Can't we still be able to ascend to the throne and become emperor? It's just that after waiting for another ten months, setting up rules and regulations, it will be done..."

Lin Cheng shook his head slightly, his weak voice was already a little unaware: "I can't wait...I can't wait for that day, I can only do this... This step, while I'm not dead, while my power is still there..."

As he said that, Lin Cheng's body stiffened. He had already run out of oil and had gone through the lamp. Today, he had several movements. His body could no longer eat. When he wanted to do what he wanted, he no longer had any worries. The breath that had been hanging was relieved. Until he died, even though his eyes were gone, he still murmured: "My brother is the emperor...My brother is the emperor..."
Chapter completed!