Emperor Kangxi was a heroic king who liked to wander around. Now that he is young and strong (the rabbits in Nanjing will soon know how powerful they are), he doesn't like to go out in a carriage or sedan chair.

The Qing Dynasty conquered the world with its bows and horses! Emperor Kangxi should of course set an example by riding more horses and riding less in chariots. And today is the first time he has visited Yingtian Mansion in Nanjing, Nanjing, during the Qing Dynasty. Naturally, he must leave the first impression of a heroic king to the people of Nandu.

Impressed.

Therefore, after Emperor Kangxi got off the imperial boat, he chose to ride on horseback wearing armor. Under the protection of a group of slaves who had been promoted from servants to the Eight Banners and Han Army, he entered the Yifeng Gate of Nanjing in a mighty manner.

And when Kangxi rode his horse out of the Longjiangkou Customs Gate and walked on the street outside Yifengmen, he immediately realized that something was wrong - the people in Nanjing were acting very strange! Why were they all standing upright and kneeling?

Moreover, they all raised their necks and looked at him with wide eyes.

What is this rule?

Kangxi said in his heart: "Shouldn't the rule for ordinary people to kneel down to welcome the Holy Driver is to kneel with their buttocks sticking out? Why are they kneeling upright? The kneeling posture is wrong! And they are staring at the emperor... What is wrong with me, the emperor?"

Wearing the wrong clothes? Wearing the hat backwards?”

"Xiao Guizi!" Kangxi didn't have time to look in the mirror now, so he had to call his confidant eunuch to his side.

"Master, what are your orders?"

Kangxi asked: "Look, my clothes and hat are correct, right?"

"No... Your Majesty, do you feel uncomfortable in what you are wearing?"

"No," Kangxi whispered, "don't you find that the people here in Nanjing are very strange? They are all kneeling upright, and they are looking at me with their eyes wide open!"

"This..." Little Guizi's father-in-law thought to himself: "People are looking to see if your head is original?"

Thinking of this, Little Guizi's father-in-law had no choice but to tell the truth to Kangxi: "If I go back to the emperor, these people are not real common people. They are the dependents of the soldiers stationed at the Eight Banners and the Green Camp, and some are officials in various government offices in Jiangning City.

Prince An and the others are afraid that some unscrupulous people will carry thunder and explode it when you pass by, so..."

"What does that have to do with them kneeling straight?" Kangxi still didn't understand.

Little Eunuch Guizi had no choice but to continue in a roundabout way: "Your Majesty, that's what happened. Many of the family members stationed at the Eight Banners were old people who entered the Pass through Long. After they followed the Yutong County Prince to conquer the south of the Yangtze River, they

We have been staying here all this time and haven’t seen our master of the Qing Dynasty for twenty or thirty years. Now that the emperor is here in person, they naturally want to take a good look."

"Oh, that's it," Kangxi nodded and said with a smile, "Then I'll let them take a good look."

As he spoke, Emperor Kangxi pulled the reins and rode his horse to a white-haired old man who was kneeling on the ground. He smiled and said to him: "Old man, do you see clearly?"

"You see clearly," the old Eight Banner, who was probably confused, actually smiled, "It's the Emperor, you are the real Emperor... There is a pockmark on your face! Your Majesty, is the wound on your neck healed?

Doesn’t it hurt anymore?”

A wound on the neck?

Kangxi was stunned for a moment, but he immediately realized it. Together with these slaves, they were looking to see if I was really Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty!

However, Kangxi was still a bit wise. Although he felt very unhappy, he still deliberately slowed down so that the slaves below could take a good look - he was real! The wound on his neck was also very neat, so everyone can be a slave with peace of mind!

Not to mention, Kangxi's generous and generous attitude is really reassuring. He just wanted to have the old Eight Banners cut down for talking nonsense, and that would be the end of it... He is killing people.

Silence him! Who still believes that he is the real Kangxi who "will not die even if his head is beheaded"?

So Kangxi then rode his horse slowly, and faced the questioning eyes with a face full of pockmarks and a smile.

The people kneeling outside Yifeng Gate were finally convinced that Kangxi was really "decapitated but not dead" and that he was the destined emperor! It seemed that the Qing Dynasty would not be over for a while.

Immediately, earth-shaking cheers arose.

"The Emperor is invulnerable! Long live the Emperor..."

"The Emperor is invulnerable! The Emperor lives forever!"

"The emperor is invulnerable! The Qing Dynasty is invincible..."

Still invulnerable!

Kangxi also couldn't laugh or cry, but he would not step forward to stop such rumors that were beneficial to him... These days were the "great boom in magic", and it was said that there were magic schools in Guangdong. If Emperor Kangxi didn't have any

Dao Heng, this emperor really can’t stand it any longer.

Thinking of this, Emperor Kangxi felt a little better, but this good mood did not last long. When he rode his horse into Fengyi Gate, his heart suddenly sank.

Because the streets inside Fengyi Gate were deserted, all the shops had their doors tightly closed, and no common people were kneeling there to pick up the driver. There were only heavily armed Eight Banners soldiers guarding both sides of the street, with one post every five steps and one sentry every ten steps.

This is the case all the way from Fengyi Gate to Jiangning Flag City, which is the original Nanjing Imperial City!

It turns out that the number of "high imitation common people" that Yue Le and the others could mobilize was only twenty to thirty thousand, half of them were waiting outside Fengyi Gate to welcome him, and the other half were waiting inside the flag city to welcome him.

On the long streets between Fengyi Gate and Jiangning Banner City, only Eight Banners soldiers stood guard.

No ordinary people spontaneously went to the streets to pick up the emperor... Of course, people like Yue Le, Echu, Malji, and Cao Xi did not organize people to go to the streets to visit the emperor - in fact, they were not allowed to see it.

He had to stick his butt out and kneel down to welcome him, and if he wasn't careful, he would have to be dragged down by the Eight Banners soldiers for a beating. Who could bear to join in the fun?

Moreover, people like Yue Le, E Chu, Mal Ji, and Cao Xi don’t want people to go to the streets and kneel down, because now is the era of "magic boom"! Kangxi can behead his head and survive, while Zhu Shengren from Guangdong can fly a sword.

And Tian Lei... maybe he will send dead soldiers to lurk to the south of the Yangtze River with Tian Lei on their backs, blend in with the people waiting for him, and explode when the emperor passes by. That would be really hard to guard against!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! So they simply ordered that all the shops from Longjiangkou Pier to Jiangning Qicheng were not allowed to open their doors, and the windows along the street were not allowed to be opened!

That's why Emperor Kangxi saw a deserted Jiangning City, and the air was filled with hostility!

This is where Zhu Yuanzhang’s dragon thrived!

When Emperor Kangxi entered the flag city of Jiangning, the thought suddenly came to his mind: "It is easy to go to Jiangnan, but it is not easy to win the hearts of the people in Jiangnan! No, I must compete with Zhu for the hearts of the people of Jiangnan...

...We have to let the heroes from Jiangnan come to support the Qing Dynasty, but we can't let them all run to Jiugong Mountain. By the way, who are the heroes from Jiangnan?"

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At the end of December in the twelfth year of Emperor Kangxi's reign in the Qing Dynasty, the New Year was approaching, and the area in eastern Zhejiang was experiencing the coldest season of the year.

The Little Ice Age that started in the late Ming Dynasty has not passed yet, and the winter in Zhejiang is still extremely cold, and it is not the dry cold in the north, but the cold and wet type unique to the south. Humidity plus low temperature, the coldness almost penetrates into the bone marrow.

But in the Witness Academy in Baiyun Village outside Ningbo City, a group of middle-aged and young people with bald heads and no hats, showing their money rat tail braids, braved the cold and came to look at a man wearing a hood longingly (

It’s the kind of Taiping Heavenly Kingdom hat), a skinny old man wearing a cross-collar cloth robe.

The old man was sitting behind a desk, and there were two big red invitations on the desk.

There are three big words written on the cover of the two invitations: Hero invitation!

These are two registered notes, both addressed to this old man. One of them was issued in the name of Zhu Cijiong, the king of the Ming Dynasty.

The other one was sent by President Wu Sangui!

The person who could make Zhu Cijiong (Zhu Heji) and Wu Sangui come forward to invite at the same time is named Huang Zongxi!

Two invitations were sent to Baiyun Village one after the other, both inviting famous scholars like Huang Zongxi to go to Jiugong Mountain to attend the Heroes Meeting.

But Huang Zongxi couldn’t go!

"Teacher, teacher..." A middle-aged man flew into the study where Huang Zongxi was, "Fan Zhijun has already arrived outside the village... Around Baiyun Village, the pacesetters of the Governor's Yamen have been patrolled.
Chapter completed!