But don't be too happy too early. The above holidays were limited to before the Song Dynasty. By the Yuan Dynasty, the ten-day holidays and major holidays were gone, leaving only sixteen days of rest in a year.

It was even worse in the Ming Dynasty. There were even fewer holidays than in the Yuan Dynasty at first. This was because Comrade Zhu Yuanzhang, the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty, personally formulated the vacation system for Ming officials, and this vacation system was both simple and easy to operate.

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Three days... only three days! Officials only have three days off during the New Year, Winter Solstice and his own birthday. Haha... It's depressing enough.

The vacation system of the Ming Dynasty was so difficult that even though the imperial edict issued by the new emperor Pang Gang seemed a bit strange, few civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty objected to it, because it was not only the emperor who benefited from it.

, and all the officials in Beijing. Every official knows the pain of going to court, and now we finally have an emperor who is so considerate of us, and promises to let us rest more, and have a holiday every six days, like this

Good things are hard to find even with a lantern. If we just jump out like this, there is no need for the emperor to deal with you. All the officials in Beijing will drown you with their saliva. If you want to die, my brother can't control it, but you don't have to

Drag everyone to die with you.

Seeing that his proposal only received a few lukewarm echoes from several colleagues, but no one was willing to submit a letter with him, this famous official could only sulk in his own home.

Just when this dear Yanguan was struggling with Pang Gang's imperial edict, dozens of people including Wu Xiang, Wu Sangui and his son, who had rushed to Beijing after three days and three nights, had just entered the city gate.

Looking at the rows of mighty sergeants on the city wall wearing black armor and holding Mini rifles, Wu Xiang, Zu Dashou and others looked at the black armor on their bodies, and their faces began to change color slightly.

The original army of the Ming Dynasty was derived from the Red Turban Army in the late Yuan Dynasty. Red has always been regarded as the most respected color. All military officers and officers wore red armor. This tradition has continued for hundreds of years. Wu Sangui and others are all wearing red armor at the moment.

It was red. But now that they saw soldiers wearing black armor all over the city walls, they felt that they were already a little out of place with this new dynasty.

"Stop, who are you and where do you come from?"

When Wu Sangui and his party were about to enter the city, a gatekeeper with black armor and black armor immediately came over and shouted questions. The reason was very simple, because the bright red armor on the dozens of Wu Sangui and his party was different from the black armor on their bodies.

The difference in armor is really huge.

A flash of anger flashed in Wu Sangui's eyes, and he was about to step forward to scold him when he saw his father behind him explaining to the sergeant with a smile. After understanding the whole story, the sergeant did not hesitate and just waved his hand.

They entered the city without any nonsense, and they did not accept the money Wu Xiang secretly gave him.

After Wu Xiang thanked him, his eyes passed over the city wall inadvertently, and finally he withdrew from the city wall. Wu Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly before saying: "The Ming Dynasty is over!"

After saying this nonsense, Wu Xiang rode his horse and jogged in from the city gate. Wu Sangui was stunned. Before he could understand the meaning of his father's words, his uncle Zu Dashou beside him also sighed.

Said: "Yes, the Ming Dynasty is over..."

After saying that, Zu Dashou also rode up and followed, leaving only Wu Sangui who was still thinking about this sentence...
Chapter completed!