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Chapter 1002: Chapter 793: Matters Here Are Settled, Emperor Is Not My Dream (Monthly Ticket Bonus 14)

The next day, at the break of dawn.

In the Northern Sky Cloud, seven stars appear larger and brighter than ever, red, green, yellow, orange, white... like colored copper nails, embedded in the sky that resembles a lake ruffled by the wind.

This is the auspicious day calculated by the astrological officials.

Today, the Imperial Grandson Yun will ascend the throne in the presence of civil and military officials and bestow the title of king upon General Jiang Dali.

At this moment, under the starlight, the Ming Country Palace is vividly visible, with the Five Dragon Bridge clearly in sight, and the mighty and serene Fengtian Hall resembling a crouching giant beast, shrouded in mystery.

Two rows of heavily armored Imperial Guards descend directly from the long steps at the hall’s door, austere and solemn, intimidating all around.

Atop the three-tiered white platform is the Taihe Palace, symbolizing the highest authority of the dynasty.

The multi-layered, inward-retracting eaves are stacked in three levels, descending in blue, yellow, and green colors, culminating in the highest point at the top, as if the sea accepts all rivers, gathering all rights and sublimating them into the infinite heavenly vault, high above, swaying one’s spirit.

Jiang Dali now stands proudly in a luxurious yellow Python Robe on the Taihe Palace, exuding an aura of nobility and authority without rage.

Although wearing the Python Robe, he seems like a true emperor, more dignified and majestic than the real emperor, drawing frequent glances of attention from the rows of players in the lower square corners.

Possibly the only incompatible presence near the Taihe Palace on the day of the new emperor’s ascension is this group of players.

However, these players are elite mountain bandits from Black Wind Village, personally selected by Jiang Dali, whose status in his mind surpasses that of the civil and military officials of the Ming Country.

Allowing players to participate in such a major event as the new emperor’s ascension was also a plot event specially designed by Jiang Dali.

The aim is to give Mountain Village players more sense of participation and honor, motivating more Mountain Village players to actively engage, instilling a mindset that ”as long as one works hard for the Mountain Village, they can also participate in such grand occasions in the future.”

This method also serves to once again enhance the self-profile of Mountain Village players, elevating the status of Black Wind Village players in the Martial World.

No other sect’s players could directly stand in the throne hall of a vassal state witnessing the new emperor’s ascension.

Even players within the official government of a vassal state find it hard to have such an opportunity.

But due to Jiang Dali’s word, Black Wind Village players can receive such benefits and treatment that other sects cannot provide, appearing openly in the throne hall of a nation’s ascension, making a grand and bold statement.

At this moment, the corner gathering of Black Wind Village players is indeed excited and thrilled, feeling proud of being Black Wind Village mountain bandits, already livestreaming the entire event on Jianghu Forum, attracting a large number of players to watch, full of envy, jealousy, and grudge, with forum posts getting flooded.

”Actually, there’s no need to be jealous. In any sect, if you stay long enough, you can mix to such a glorious extent. For example, I’ve been in Ritual Supervision for a little over half a year, and I can tell whether any government office approves or not just by the weight of my money bag.”

”Envious of the above mixing brother’s official profile, but no matter how glorious, can you manage the Black Wind Village mountain bandits?”

”Regretting not joining Black Wind Village back then, how many looked down on Black Wind Village? Saying Huashan Sect is resounding, Sword Qi sect shakes all directions, Wudang Sect wanders at will, Tai Chi Yin and Yang roam everywhere. Now, Wudang Sect is still doing well, but Huashan Sect’s last Sect Leader Yue Buqun has been missing, and Ling Hu Chong hasn’t dared to rescue.”

”Black Wind Village is now thriving in both Song and Ming countries, dominating both light and dark paths, striding across the Martial World.

I see Black Wind Village Chief now becoming a prince of two vassal states, aiming high it seems, no other vassal state emperor is as bold as he is. Now all Four Great Families want to collaborate with him.”

Many players on the forum, watching the grand imperial palace scene in the livestream, feel deeply moved.

Many feel like witnessing the legendary growth of a once insignificant bandit nest into a colossal entity.

It seems like Jiang Dali is standing on the Taihe Palace, contemplating, but he’s also dividing his attention to focus on the dynamics on Jianghu Forum.

Upon seeing many players’ envious and thoughtful comments, he contentedly exits Jianghu Forum, knowing that this inconsequential little maneuver has successfully raised the impression of Black Wind Village in many players’ minds, elevating it to another level.

It’s like building his own brand.

Through repeated expansion and strategic elevation, Black Wind Village has moved from a once inferior bandit nest to a stage even grander.

Especially today, allowing Black Wind Village mountain bandits to stand openly at the Ming Country new emperor’s ascension ceremony, seemingly only allowing players to gain some worldly experiences, yet completely making the Black Wind Village brand famous in the Mixed Martial Arts World.

Jiang Dali glanced at the time on the platform in front of the hall, then looked towards the distant morning sun, gradually emerging with the Big Dipper in the clouds.

This rare spectacle of sun and stars existing together is indeed uncommon.

He couldn’t help but sigh and softly chant, ”Emperor’s palace leans in the clouds, mighty and eternal grandeur. Seven-colored stars hanging in the heavenly lake, one round brilliance over mountain winds.”

The wind blew, making his Python Robe flutter and dance.

At this moment, civil and military officials also began arriving from outside the palace, about to witness and participate in the grand ceremony of the new emperor’s ascension.

Seeing him standing proudly on the white platform with a majestic and imposing figure, many officials seemed to be suddenly seeing the former Ming Emperor, almost kneeling in worship, but upon realizing, they were shocked, hastening to approach and perform grand ceremonies to pay respects.

At the same time, the Imperial Grandson Yun, already under the maid’s service, changed into a yellow gun robe, donned the beaded cap, and guided by the eunuchs, proceeded to the Taihe Palace in the Dragon Chariot.

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Praying to heaven and earth is a necessary ritual for the new emperor’s ascension and succession.

Afterwards, prayers must be offered to various deities before continuing to other complex ceremonies.

In a yellow gun clothes, the nine five-clawed golden dragons embroidered on the dragon robe showed the nobility and dignified presence of Zhu Yunwen, as if he were a marionette. Under the gaze of civil and military officials, and Jiang Dali, he completed numerous ceremonies led by Ministry of Rites officials, and finally ascended the tall platform step by step into the Taihe Palace and took his seat, while the civil and military officials came forward to offer their congratulations.

After the Ritual Eunuch read the edict, thoroughly confirming the identity of the new emperor.

Jiang Dali stepped forward amidst the officials’ kowtow and personally handed the brocade box containing the Jade Seal and Tiger Talisman to Zhu Yunwen.

The Jade Seal represents imperial power, while the Tiger Talisman represents military power.

Traditionally, it’s the Supreme Emperor who passes on the Jade Seal and Tiger Talisman to the new emperor.

But now, this process was completed by Jiang Dali.

This legendary scene, worthy of being recorded in history, unfolded so absurdly before their eyes, causing the Mountain Village Players in the Taihe Palace witnessing everything to be unusually excited, and those on the forum seeing this scene went crazy with shouts of ”Shit”.

The moment Zhu Yunwen accepted the Jade Seal and Tiger Talisman with both hands,

the civil and military officials all knelt and bowed to the ground, foreheads touching the floor, exclaiming, ”Greetings to Your Majesty!”

Only Jiang Dali, dressed in a Python Robe, watched Imperial Grandson Yun with a calm smile, clasped his hands and said blandly, ”Minister Jiang Dali greets Your Majesty.”

In this bow, Jiang Dali sharply noticed a trace of Dragon Energy seemed to surge from his body, wanting to flow into Zhu Yunwen’s body.

He frowned slightly and immediately restrained the dispersion of Dragon Energy, harboring some speculation in his heart.

Though excited at heart, Zhu Yunwen was very tactful, noticing Jiang Dali had frowned, he promptly held Jiang Dali’s hands with both of his, nervously and courteously saying, ”Jiang... Mr. Jiang’s merits are great; no need for many formalities.”

Saying this, he held Jiang Dali’s hand, facing the civil and military officials, and declared loudly, ”I, on my ascension to the throne today, wish to issue the first imperial decree, appointing General Jiang Dali as Ming Country’s Guardian King, granting Yangzhou City as his fief, and rewarding him with one hundred thousand taels of gold, a thousand fine horses, and a hundred beauties.

From now on, Guardian King shall see me without needing to perform rituals and may freely enter and exit the palace.”

After this first decree was issued, the civil and military officials were all shocked and perplexed.

Even though many had predicted that the new emperor would enfeoff Jiang Dali.

The rewards revealed in this enfeoffment were nonetheless astonishing.

To think that the most prosperous and wealthy city of Yangzhou was given to Jiang Dali as a fief, and that he didn’t need to perform rituals and could freely enter and exit the palace was an immense honor, almost shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor, truly intimidating.

However, despite being shocked, in the presence of Jiang Dali’s gaze, more imposing than the emperor’s from above the steps, no civil or military officials dared to question at this moment and all immediately offered their obeisance in congratulations.

Jiang Dali merely felt two notification messages appear successively on his panel, a smile inevitably appeared on his face. He glanced at the relieved Zhu Yunwen and nodded, saying, ”Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward. Please take your seat.”

As soon as he said this, it seemed as if Jiang Dali was ordering the emperor around. The ritual eunuch beside him moved his lips but restrained himself, pretending not to have heard.

Zhu Yunwen seemed oblivious to the anomaly, obediently turned back and sat on the dragon throne, placing his hands upon the golden dragon heads on either side. At that moment, he inexplicably felt immense fulfillment and reflection.

All the grievances suffered in the past seemed to have completely dissipated at this moment.

Jiang Dali waited until the end of the enthronement ceremony, then leisurely left under the complex yet respectful gazes of the civil and military officials.

In this journey to Ming Country, from igniting a grand war, to settling old grudges with Zhu Wushi, and concluding with the enthronement, he also fulfilled his wish of becoming a noble in Ming Country. His reputation in Ming Country reached Revered Level, completing the main mission ”Green Forest Underground Emperor I” to a perfect conclusion.

However, the mission ”Calming Chaos and Supporting the Dragon” did not settle as he wished.

The settlement standard for this mission, as he previously speculated, was not as simple as Zhu Yunwen merely sitting on the throne being considered mission success.

Because the mission requires supporting a True Dragon to firmly sit on the throne.

The terms ”firmly sit” and ”True Dragon” were evidently very crucial.

Now, Yan King Di, who had a very powerful influence within Ming Country, still existed, and his power hadn’t been diminished, plus he had Cihang Jingzhai’s support.

If Yan King Di was to, under Cihang Jingzhai’s backing, also emulate Zhu Wushi’s rebellion, then Zhu Yunwen indeed couldn’t be said to have securely sat on the throne.

”Cihang Jingzhai...”

Jiang Dali strolled to the sacrificial hall in the palace where Zhu Wushi and the Ming Emperor’s memorials were placed, giving a final look at this respectable opponent, his eyes wild and fierce gazing towards the noonday sun, a playful smile lifting the corners of his mouth.

”The Emperor’s Foot Peak Cihang Jingzhai. It seems I must go there at least once.”

Jiang Dali let out a long whistle, his arm shaking, causing the Python Robe on his body to burst open with a hiss. He leapt and majestically stood on the diving Demon Hawk.

He gazed overlooking distant where Dongfang Bubai and others had long been ready to set off in the Yishen Hall, slowly donning the iron nail bracelet gleaming under the sun, and laughed lowly.

”The matters here are finished, emperors are not my dream. Go!! To my Martial World!”

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