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Chapter 860 Farewell to Chen Yonghua on Yuhuatai (please subscribe!)
Just as Popov was nervously opening the wooden door with his wife, a Slavic woman with a broad chin and a pockmarked face, and cautiously looked out.
Popov's vision went dark, and a group of heavily armed soldiers suddenly appeared outside.
This time, Popov was confused!
Didn't he just steal a bag of wheat flour from the noble master's house yesterday? Why did he send the army to catch him?
Isn't this just killing a pig with a knife?
Fortunately, he saw that the soldiers were heading elsewhere, and it seemed they were not looking for them.
At this moment, the group of soldiers noticed the open room, and they quickly stepped forward. The leading officer was wearing a straight military uniform made of velvet cloth.
It looks mighty and mighty.
And this kind of fabric is definitely not something that the Rakshasa Kingdom, which is extremely backward in handicraft industry, can produce.
The fabrics of these clothes are all imported from the distant Ming Dynasty.
At first glance, the price is not cheap, and only the officers of the Guards under Sophia can wear such clothes.
He looks better dressed than the nobles.
At this time, when the officer walked in.
As a low-level serf in the Rakshasa Kingdom, Popov certainly did not dare to show any slightness. He quickly grabbed his wife and said to the officer.
"Master, do you have anything important to do when you come to our village?"
"Do you need me to take you to the noble master's house in our village?"
"Okay, I'm going to his house!"
The officer nodded with satisfaction, and then asked Popov with a smile.
"What's your name?"
"Popov!"
The latter answered quickly and then said.
"Really? My name is Popov too!"
The distinguished officer laughed a few times and said.
Popov was a little dazed. How could an officer of such background be called such a name?
You know, in the Rakshasa Kingdom, only the lower class people would have people with extremely popular names like Popov.
Even most of the serfs had no names.
Just when he was confused, the officer had already noticed his doubts and took the initiative to answer him.
"That's right, I'm a serf just like you!"
"what?"
Popov was shocked, how could it be possible?
Even if serfs are soldiers, they are also gray animals. How can they be so well-dressed?
Before Popov could figure out what was going on, the officer with the same name as him patted him on the shoulder and said.
"Surprised, isn't it? But from now on, you are no longer serfs, you have been liberated, the greatest Majesty Sophia, liberated all the serfs in the entire Rakshasa Kingdom!"
"Now, take me to the homes of the noble landowners in your village. We will arrest them all!"
The serfs of the Rakshasa Kingdom were actually liberated.
This is incredible.
Popov suspected that he was dreaming!
This world is too magical.
You know, historically, they had to be serfs for another 200 years before they were liberated.
But now, this has been liberated in advance.
It has to be said that Sophia's efforts to save her Rakshasa Kingdom are not the smallest bit of effort.As for what she did, could she not save her Rakshasa Kingdom?
Then it is unknown.
Unless Yinya, she and the son of Kangxi Khan can inherit the Qing Mongol Empire and the Rakshasa Kingdom at the same time, in that case, the Rakshasa Kingdom will take off.
Sophia carried out drastic reforms in the winter of 1698, and the serfs who had just been liberated in the spring of 1699 could just start cultivating their own land.
The arrangement was just right. If the reform of the Rakshasa Kingdom to abolish serfdom spread to the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Kezang would definitely be shocked.
However, Zhu Kezang had no time to take care of the affairs of the Rakshasa Kingdom.
In the spring of 1699, it was drizzling in the capital city of Yingtian, Ming Dynasty.
This ancient capital city with new industrial colors is shrouded in a sad and solemn atmosphere.
Chen Yonghua, the first prime minister of the Ming Dynasty who assisted the great emperor Zhu Kezang in restoring China and expelling the Tartars, passed away quietly.
This time I did not die in depression, but with a smile on my face.
Chen Yonghua lived 19 years longer than in history.
After driving away the Tatars, all worries are gone, and the country is prosperous. Of course, he can live a long life.
On the day Chen Yonghua died, he was posthumously awarded the Gold Medal of the Sun and Moon by Zhu Kezang, which is currently the highest honor in the Ming Empire.
Chen Yonghua's memorial ceremony was held at Chengtianmen. In the huge square, tens of thousands of Ming Dynasty people stood in silence in the rain.
Guards with guns and white flowers on their chests stood on both sides of the coffin. In one of the large portraits, the old Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty was still elegant, with a clear voice.
This is the power of technology, which allows the great men of the New Ming Dynasty to retain their true voices and appearances.
It was drizzling and the music was low. A small black carriage drove slowly. It was Emperor Zhu Kezang of the Ming Dynasty who came with his queen to attend the ceremony. The whole audience stood up to pay tribute.
Emperor Zhu Da was wearing linen and mourning, with a sad expression on his face. Queen Chen, who was dressed in plain clothes, looked up to the sky with a plain face and a sad expression.
The emperor and queen ascended the rostrum.
Zhu Kezang personally delivered a speech, reviewing Chen Yonghua's magnificent life, praising him as Mr. Wolong of the Ming Dynasty, who dedicated his life to the rise of the Ming Dynasty.
Then the queen, Chen Yonghua’s daughter Concubine Chen, spoke.
Her eyes were red when she came on stage. Although she was extremely sad, she must not be embarrassed at such a moment.
After all, she was born a lady, but in the face of tens of thousands of people, she remained calm and spoke well: "The entire Ming Dynasty feels deep sorrow for losing our Prime Minister. Although Mr. Prime Minister has passed away, I hope that the Prime Minister's death can Continue to inspire the people of Ming Dynasty to fight for the rise of Ming Dynasty!"
The loudspeaker played Concubine Chen's soft voice to the audience, and everyone was moved by it. A student-like person raised his arms and shouted: "Mr. Prime Minister through the ages!"
The response was overwhelming.
Then, tens of thousands of people sang the national anthem of the Ming Dynasty in the rain: "Holding a steel knife, I will kill all the barbarians before I stop. I am a man of dignity, why do I act like a horse and an ox for the Tartars? A strong man drinks all the wine in the bowl and journeys thousands of miles without stopping." Turn around. The golden drums are beating in unison and the crowd is roaring. The yellow dragon will not stop until it is broken."
Seeing this scene, Concubine Chen burst into tears.
Even Zhu Kezang's eyes were red.
Then, prominent figures in the Ming Empire presented elegiac couplets and wreaths one after another.
Next, we will send Ming Dynasty Prime Minister Chen Yonghua to his grave.
All civil and military officials and mourners were all on foot!
Like a long white dragon walking slowly!
Plus the people on both sides!
There is no end to the crying!
After the memorial ceremony, Chen Yonghua was buried in the cemetery behind the Ming Martyrs' Shrine in Yuhuatai.
His tablet is placed in the highest position.
Being buried here is what Chen Yonghua hopes for.
Although Chen Yonghua was not a soldier who sacrificed his life for the country, he spent his whole life fighting for the Ming Dynasty. He was a fighter for the Ming Dynasty, and this place deserves him!
(End of this chapter)
Popov's vision went dark, and a group of heavily armed soldiers suddenly appeared outside.
This time, Popov was confused!
Didn't he just steal a bag of wheat flour from the noble master's house yesterday? Why did he send the army to catch him?
Isn't this just killing a pig with a knife?
Fortunately, he saw that the soldiers were heading elsewhere, and it seemed they were not looking for them.
At this moment, the group of soldiers noticed the open room, and they quickly stepped forward. The leading officer was wearing a straight military uniform made of velvet cloth.
It looks mighty and mighty.
And this kind of fabric is definitely not something that the Rakshasa Kingdom, which is extremely backward in handicraft industry, can produce.
The fabrics of these clothes are all imported from the distant Ming Dynasty.
At first glance, the price is not cheap, and only the officers of the Guards under Sophia can wear such clothes.
He looks better dressed than the nobles.
At this time, when the officer walked in.
As a low-level serf in the Rakshasa Kingdom, Popov certainly did not dare to show any slightness. He quickly grabbed his wife and said to the officer.
"Master, do you have anything important to do when you come to our village?"
"Do you need me to take you to the noble master's house in our village?"
"Okay, I'm going to his house!"
The officer nodded with satisfaction, and then asked Popov with a smile.
"What's your name?"
"Popov!"
The latter answered quickly and then said.
"Really? My name is Popov too!"
The distinguished officer laughed a few times and said.
Popov was a little dazed. How could an officer of such background be called such a name?
You know, in the Rakshasa Kingdom, only the lower class people would have people with extremely popular names like Popov.
Even most of the serfs had no names.
Just when he was confused, the officer had already noticed his doubts and took the initiative to answer him.
"That's right, I'm a serf just like you!"
"what?"
Popov was shocked, how could it be possible?
Even if serfs are soldiers, they are also gray animals. How can they be so well-dressed?
Before Popov could figure out what was going on, the officer with the same name as him patted him on the shoulder and said.
"Surprised, isn't it? But from now on, you are no longer serfs, you have been liberated, the greatest Majesty Sophia, liberated all the serfs in the entire Rakshasa Kingdom!"
"Now, take me to the homes of the noble landowners in your village. We will arrest them all!"
The serfs of the Rakshasa Kingdom were actually liberated.
This is incredible.
Popov suspected that he was dreaming!
This world is too magical.
You know, historically, they had to be serfs for another 200 years before they were liberated.
But now, this has been liberated in advance.
It has to be said that Sophia's efforts to save her Rakshasa Kingdom are not the smallest bit of effort.As for what she did, could she not save her Rakshasa Kingdom?
Then it is unknown.
Unless Yinya, she and the son of Kangxi Khan can inherit the Qing Mongol Empire and the Rakshasa Kingdom at the same time, in that case, the Rakshasa Kingdom will take off.
Sophia carried out drastic reforms in the winter of 1698, and the serfs who had just been liberated in the spring of 1699 could just start cultivating their own land.
The arrangement was just right. If the reform of the Rakshasa Kingdom to abolish serfdom spread to the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Kezang would definitely be shocked.
However, Zhu Kezang had no time to take care of the affairs of the Rakshasa Kingdom.
In the spring of 1699, it was drizzling in the capital city of Yingtian, Ming Dynasty.
This ancient capital city with new industrial colors is shrouded in a sad and solemn atmosphere.
Chen Yonghua, the first prime minister of the Ming Dynasty who assisted the great emperor Zhu Kezang in restoring China and expelling the Tartars, passed away quietly.
This time I did not die in depression, but with a smile on my face.
Chen Yonghua lived 19 years longer than in history.
After driving away the Tatars, all worries are gone, and the country is prosperous. Of course, he can live a long life.
On the day Chen Yonghua died, he was posthumously awarded the Gold Medal of the Sun and Moon by Zhu Kezang, which is currently the highest honor in the Ming Empire.
Chen Yonghua's memorial ceremony was held at Chengtianmen. In the huge square, tens of thousands of Ming Dynasty people stood in silence in the rain.
Guards with guns and white flowers on their chests stood on both sides of the coffin. In one of the large portraits, the old Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty was still elegant, with a clear voice.
This is the power of technology, which allows the great men of the New Ming Dynasty to retain their true voices and appearances.
It was drizzling and the music was low. A small black carriage drove slowly. It was Emperor Zhu Kezang of the Ming Dynasty who came with his queen to attend the ceremony. The whole audience stood up to pay tribute.
Emperor Zhu Da was wearing linen and mourning, with a sad expression on his face. Queen Chen, who was dressed in plain clothes, looked up to the sky with a plain face and a sad expression.
The emperor and queen ascended the rostrum.
Zhu Kezang personally delivered a speech, reviewing Chen Yonghua's magnificent life, praising him as Mr. Wolong of the Ming Dynasty, who dedicated his life to the rise of the Ming Dynasty.
Then the queen, Chen Yonghua’s daughter Concubine Chen, spoke.
Her eyes were red when she came on stage. Although she was extremely sad, she must not be embarrassed at such a moment.
After all, she was born a lady, but in the face of tens of thousands of people, she remained calm and spoke well: "The entire Ming Dynasty feels deep sorrow for losing our Prime Minister. Although Mr. Prime Minister has passed away, I hope that the Prime Minister's death can Continue to inspire the people of Ming Dynasty to fight for the rise of Ming Dynasty!"
The loudspeaker played Concubine Chen's soft voice to the audience, and everyone was moved by it. A student-like person raised his arms and shouted: "Mr. Prime Minister through the ages!"
The response was overwhelming.
Then, tens of thousands of people sang the national anthem of the Ming Dynasty in the rain: "Holding a steel knife, I will kill all the barbarians before I stop. I am a man of dignity, why do I act like a horse and an ox for the Tartars? A strong man drinks all the wine in the bowl and journeys thousands of miles without stopping." Turn around. The golden drums are beating in unison and the crowd is roaring. The yellow dragon will not stop until it is broken."
Seeing this scene, Concubine Chen burst into tears.
Even Zhu Kezang's eyes were red.
Then, prominent figures in the Ming Empire presented elegiac couplets and wreaths one after another.
Next, we will send Ming Dynasty Prime Minister Chen Yonghua to his grave.
All civil and military officials and mourners were all on foot!
Like a long white dragon walking slowly!
Plus the people on both sides!
There is no end to the crying!
After the memorial ceremony, Chen Yonghua was buried in the cemetery behind the Ming Martyrs' Shrine in Yuhuatai.
His tablet is placed in the highest position.
Being buried here is what Chen Yonghua hopes for.
Although Chen Yonghua was not a soldier who sacrificed his life for the country, he spent his whole life fighting for the Ming Dynasty. He was a fighter for the Ming Dynasty, and this place deserves him!
(End of this chapter)
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