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    When Yang Guanji took refuge in the new dynasty, his identity was the county magistrate of Changsha.  A few years have passed, and he has become the governor of Jinling, the real power mayor of the capital of the third rank.

    He was very excited today, got up in the middle of the night, put on a brand new court dress and looked in the mirror.

    Before dawn, he paced out the door.

    He is also a well-known clean and honest official. He does not bring his entourage to and from get off work, nor does he have his own private sedan chair.  Walking all the way to the outside of the imperial city, and walking around the base of the wall for a while, he came to a small gate. After checking the waist card, he was let by the gate guards.

    There were quite a few people standing outside the door, all of them were followers of officials, and they were not allowed to enter.

    There are also some sedan chairs parked, which are the private sedan chairs of certain officials.

    Zhao Han only prohibited slavery, but did not prohibit sitting in sedan chairs, otherwise the bearers would lose their jobs.  As long as the official income is legal income, there is nothing wrong with keeping bearers at home. To put it bluntly, they are full-time drivers.

    It can be said that there are almost no officials who ride to the court.

    Because all the good horses were taken away by the government to maintain the cavalry, the rest of the people were all bad horses.

    Yang Guanji entered from the side of the Meridian Gate, and was taken by the female officer to drink tea and rest.

    Entering the waiting room, there are already more than 30 people inside, noisy like a vegetable market, and the conversation is extremely excited.

    Since the founding of Datong, today is the first time to go to court.

    Li Banghua, an old minister of the Ming Dynasty, must be accustomed to the previous court.  But officials like Yang Guanji feel very fresh, and they belong to the vast majority.

    "I heard that in the early Ming Dynasty, we had to go out at the fourth watch." The speaker was Chen Liangbi, a household doctor, who took refuge in Guangdong when the Datong Army captured Guangdong.

    "More than that, you have to get up in the middle of the night." Xuan Guozhu, an official from Anhui, said.  This ancestor was a relative of the Yuan Dynasty emperor, and he was also a Semuren with blue eyes.  More than three hundred years later, except for slightly darker eye sockets, other appearances are no different from Han people.

    Wu Zhenyu, an official from Jiangsu, couldn't help but smile and said, "Did we come too early?"

    "Ha ha ha ha!"

    Many officials laughed endlessly.

    Everyone was very excited when they went to court for the first time.  I was also afraid that getting up too late and missing the court meeting would leave a negative impression on the emperor.

    It's only five o'clock in the morning, thirty or forty of them have come, and the meeting time is eight o'clock.

    ? Yang Guanji found a chair and sat down, sat for a while, feeling sleepy, couldn't help covering his mouth and yawning.  He didn't drink tea to relieve his fatigue, but just sat on the chair and fell asleep, deaf to the conversation in the room.

    Until 7:20, a female official finally came to remind: "All the ministers are waiting inside!"

    The ministers lined up by the bridge, with Pang Chunlai standing at the forefront.

    There are not many military officers on duty because they are all fighting on the front line.  Even if it is an official of the Ministry of War, it also belongs to the scope of civil servants-generals can be transferred to civil servants of the Ministry of War, provided that all command positions are relieved.

    After crossing the bridge, enter the Yingmin Gate and continue to wait in line at the square in front of the hall.

    At about 7:40, a master of ceremonies shouted in the Temple of Heaven: "All officials, come forward!"

    The guards in front of the hall shouted even louder: "All officials, step forward!"

    There was no three-beating of the whip, but the etiquette and music were reserved.

    The ceremonial and music officials played solemn and solemn music, and the cabinet ministers stepped onto Danbi collectively, while the rest of the ministers waited outside Danbi.

    Zhao Han came slowly, and sat on the golden throne in the hall.

    The ceremonial officer of the Ministry of Rites looked at the clock next to the emperor's throne, and the minute hand finally pointed to eight o'clock: "The emperor is ascending to the palace!"

    "The emperor ascends to the palace!"

    "Hundreds of officials enter the palace!"

    "Hundreds of officials enter the palace!"

    One after another, it quickly spread outside the hall, and the sound of ritual and music changed its rhythm again.

    The officials found that there were chairs placed in the hall, and each chair was engraved with an official position.

    ? Yang Guanji's morning meeting frequency is above average.  Because the officials participating in the court meeting, except for special departments, must be at least above the fifth rank, that is, the department-level officials of the central department.

    Following the large troops into the hall, no one went to sit, but stood in line solemnly.

    On both sides of the main hall are the ritual and music teams.

    Below the side of the emperor's throne is Cao Guan who recorded the court meeting.  Cao Guan also put down his brush at this moment, and stood upright behind the table.

    "All the officials salute!" the master of ceremonies shouted.

    Yang Guanji and the others had rehearsed a long time ago, and they all bowed together: "Meet Your Majesty!"

    Zhao Han smiled and said: "Your honor is free. Give me a seat!"

    The master of ceremonies shouted: "All officials take their seats."

    The sound of ceremonies and music became slightly soothing, and the official?Master, you speak.  "

    Ai Julian is considered the most proficient in Confucianism among all the missionaries.  Even his Confucianism recuperation can crush many Ming scholars.  He advocated the integration of Christianity and Confucianism, and advocated respect for the customs of Han Chinese believers. Therefore, when the missionaries were expelled, Aurelius was not affected in the slightest, and now he has become a master of Qintian Academy.

    The Italian old man dressed in the official mansion, bowed to Zhao Han, and bowed to all the officials: "Your Majesty, the earth is indeed a sphere. There is a sun in nine days, just like a king. The earth and the five stars all revolve around the sun, and they are like the people.  The minister defends the king. Your Majesty is the sun, which shines brightly. The people are all things, and only when the sun shines can they prosper."

    "well said!"

    Zhao Han accepted the flattery and said with a smile, "Tell the officials again, what countries are there in the West?"

    Aurelius began to popularize science among officials: "There are island countries in the far west, which are called England and Scotland. There are also continents, and there are many small countries. France, Prussia, Spain, Portugal, Netherlands, Denmark, Norway, Rakshasa, Poland  And so on. In the Near East, there are Ottomans, Persians, Mughals"

    All the officials listened carefully.

    Zhao Han asked: "Which countries are the strongest?"

    Ai Julius said: "For the western countries, if you talk about the army, France is the strongest, and if you talk about the navy, the Netherlands is the strongest. There is also the Raksha country, which has a vast territory, bitter cold and barren, and has a large number of troops. The Ottomans, Persians and others in the Near East  The Mughals are all countries that are slightly inferior to my Datong China."

    Yang Guanji was confused and couldn't help raising his hand.

    Zhao Han said: "Please tell me."

    Yang Guanji immediately asked: "Mr. Ai, I have heard about Persia. Where are these Ottomans and Mughals?"

    Ai Julian explained: "The Mughals are in Tianzhu, and the monarch of this country is a descendant of Genghis Khan. As for Ottoman, it covers half of the Mediterranean Sea, and its land location is the big food country in Chinese history books."

    "Dashi, Persia, and Tianzhu, so that's how it is." Yang Guanji understood a little bit, and asked again, "Which of these three countries is the strongest?"

    Ai Julian said: "Persia is caught in the middle, and most of the land is annexed by other two countries."

    Another official raised his hand, and was allowed by Zhao Han to ask: "How does the land of the Three Kingdoms compare with my court in Datong?"

    Ai Julius replied: "The size of our country today is comparable to that of Mughal, slightly larger than Persia, and certainly not as good as Ottoman."

    "Hiss!"

    All the ministers gasped.

    "Is the land fertile in these countries?"

    "Some are fertile and some are barren. The land of Tianzhu seems to be fertile. The quality of cotton produced there is better than that of Lumian."

    "Is Tianzhu cotton better than Lumian?"

    "That's true. English merchants bought more cotton from India."

    "Where is the Raksha country? The name of this country is quite interesting."

    ""

    Zhao Han was very pleased with the results of this court meeting and banquet, and the global vision of the officials was illuminated.
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