In ancient times, it was very hard to be an emperor. Not only did he have to deal with countless government affairs, but he also had to go to court early. If he relaxed a little, he would have problems in the whole country. He would not talk about getting up early and going to bed late every day, and his mental pressure was very great.

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Why do we say that this morning court is hard? The main reason is that it is too early. The emperor usually has to attend the court at the hour of Mao (5 am), which means he has to get up at around 4 am. For modern people, it is simply a fatal torture, but the emperors of the Ming Dynasty are like this every day!

The same was true on this day. Zhu Cijing got up early. After packing up, he sat on a dragon chariot and slowly walked towards Huangji Gate surrounded by eunuchs.

This morning court is a very solemn matter, and every detail has detailed regulations. Although the process is grand, it is also very complicated. Zhu Cijiu has gradually gotten used to it after attending the morning court so many times.

As soon as the team entered the Meridian Gate, an etiquette official sang loudly: "The Emperor is here."

Inside the Meridian Gate and outside the Huangji Gate, the officials on both sides of the Imperial Road immediately knelt down neatly and shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor."

Then, he lay there and stopped moving.

At this time, the rituals and music were heard, and Zhu Cijiu's dragon chariot slowly passed through the imperial road and came to the steps of Huangji Gate. Zhu Cijiu got off the dragon chariot, strutting to the porch at the top of the stairs, and sat on the dragon chaise long ago. The eunuch next to him waved his whip, and the ritual music stopped with a "splash" sound, and another etiquette official sang: "Enter the class."

The officials on both sides of the Imperial Road began to stand up and approach the Imperial Road neatly. The officials at about the front stopped at the same time when they were close to the Imperial Road, turned around and looked at the emperor, knelt down and shouted: "I am going to see the Emperor."

Then, he kowtowed three times together, and Zhu Cijing raised his hand as usual and said, "Flat."

The officials then stood up, and a ceremonial official sang: "Report the matter."

Then the various yamen began to report the matter in turn. Of course, Zhu Cijiu did not need to report the matter now. Generally, Zhu Youjian answered according to previous prescribed rules. If there were special circumstances, it was generally just a sentence: "This matter will be discussed later." This means that after the court is coming, the ministers of the regents will discuss the results together before making a reply.

Zhu Cijing just sat there seriously and pretended to listen carefully.

On that day, the courts finished their work, and the etiquette officer sang again: "If you have something to report, you will leave the court if you have nothing to do."

Logically, these officials should bow and retreat and wait for the emperor to get back to the palace.

But this time someone suddenly coughed, and the meaning of dry cough was to start something.

Everyone looked away and found that it was Huang Zongzhou, a lecturer. He walked from the back row with a serious face to the imperial road, knelt on the ground and said loudly: "I have something to do."

The etiquette officer was stunned when he heard this. Fortunately, he immediately reacted again and said aloud as usual: "The big one reveals the public, and the small one contains the memorial."

Huang Zongzhou then said loudly: "I heard that the emperor wanted to promote Western learning, but I don't know if this is the case?"

When Zhu Cijing heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself: "Isn't it here to make trouble again, right?"

He really wanted to promote Xixue, and there was nothing to deny about this, so he nodded slightly.

Zhu Youjian, who was standing on the first floor, saw that Zhu Cijiu nodded and had to answer loudly: "This is indeed the case."

Huang Zongzhou said loudly again: "I heard that the Minister of Rites Xu Guangqi and Xu are the masters of Western learning, and I don't know if this is the case?"

After hearing this, Zhu Cijing just wanted to roll his eyes: "What does this mean? Why are you always targeting Xu Guangqi? If you have the ability, come to me!"

Zhu Youjian also wanted to roll his eyes. What kind of questions are there? He didn't know how to answer, so he had to look at Xu Guangqi.

Xu Guangqi knew that he was afraid that he would take the blame again this time, so he was used to taking the blame. Anyway, this was the emperor's intention, so the emperor would not come to punish him. So he walked out of the train fearlessly, knelt on the imperial road side by side with Huang Daozhou, and replied loudly: "Weichen only understands Western learning a little, and he really dare not take it as the word "Master".

Huang Daozhou glanced at him and said with his neck in his arms, "I have been in China for nearly two thousand years since the Han Dynasty. I have only heard that Confucius and Mencius can govern the country, and I have never heard that barbarians can make peace. Lord Xu, is it for the public or private? Where do you place the learning of sages?"

Zhu Cijing was so depressed and thought to himself: "Sure enough, it's coming again. What's wrong with these people? They're building a military factory and hiring workers. They're making trouble. It's really unreasonable!"

Xu Guangqi naturally could not say that Huang Daozhou was unreasonable. This crime of despising the sages' studies could not be remembered. He hurriedly defended: "Promoting Western Studies is to recruit craftsmen for Wang Gongchang, and of course for the public."

Huang Zongzhou mocked: "I am a good person and a good reason for being a high-sounding one. Then let me ask you, will the school be closed after Wang Gongchang recruits?

Xu Guangqi really didn't know how to answer this, so he had to look up at Zhu Cijiong.

Zhu Cijiu is so angry that he naturally doesn't want to shut down the school after it is opened. Although he doesn't expect to cultivate great scientists like Watt, Newton, and Einstein, Western learning has become popular and the people can always produce some modern talents. He needs such talents when building a military-industrial system. The military-industrial system is not just about making guns. There are still many things to do later. Without a large number of talents, Xu Guangqi and others can't do it even if they are exhausted.

Of course, this question was not explained clearly for a while, and he didn't know how to tell these people. He could only play a scoundrel and said directly: "After this matter, we will discuss it and leave the court!"

Huang Zongzhou was choked to death by Zhu Cijiu's words. His face immediately turned red. The stubborn donkey's temper suddenly came up. He looked at Zhu Cijiu with grief and anger and advised directly: "Emperor, Wuhou Zhuge Kongming said, "Give close to virtuous ministers, stay away from villains, this is why the Han Dynasty is prosperous in the past; be close to villains, stay away from virtuous ministers, this is why the Han Dynasty is declining in the future." I hope the emperor can learn from this, stay away from virtuous ministers, stay away from villains, otherwise my Ming Dynasty will be in danger!"

Zhu Cijing naturally knew who was a wise minister and who was a villain, but these villains didn't know it. He was too lazy to explain to these villains and directly put them back to the Qianqing Palace.

Is this the end of this? Of course not. Who is Huang Daozhou? This guy is a great scholar in the world and his fans are all over the Donglin Party. The censors of the Donglin Party can no longer sit still. What can they do? Come on, submit memorials to impeach Xu Guangqi!

Qian Qianyi naturally would not be idle either. He pretended to be heartbroken and spread it everywhere in the Donglin Party, as if the learning of sages was about to collapse, and the world of Western learning would be the best. If he didn't write a letter to impeach Xu Guangqi, he would have no shame to say that he was a scholar. Therefore, officials at all levels of the Donglin Party also submitted memorials to impeach Xu Guangqi.
Chapter completed!