The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 The night is not yet young, the sky is faintly bright, and the cold wind roars, entrained with snow and hail from the Huwo Mountains in the north, raging across the largest city in the summer.

　　 The weather is bad, and the festival is closed for ten days. Therefore, at this time, a large number of people in Shenjing City are still sleeping, but the imposing imperial palace in the Baidi Palace has already begun.

Thousands of candles were lit from the rows around the main hall, brightening the lights shining from the whole hall, and above the Huangji Hall, the black four-winged black bird and the phoenix emperor burning with golden flames flew soaring, with a long misty light, Majestic and majestic.

　　 Xuanniao, under the phoenix emperor, hundreds of civil and military officials are neatly arranged, standing with solemn expressions, and at the very front of the hall, Zhao Yu sits on the emperor seat, quietly looking down, without anger or prestige.

　　Using thunder means, it took only twelve days to forcefully suppress the Southern Barbarian Jungle, and completely solved the deserted people, the young emperor who had a cancerous tumor in the southwestern part of the summer, and once again used a victory to continue his invincible posture.

　　 At the same time, in the eyes of the civil and military officials below, Zhao Yu, who was sitting above him, became more and more vast and difficult to look directly at.

　　 Before the six officials at the bottom came forward to report on their own, Zhao Yu from the top looked around the bottom for a week, his eyes burning, and the first to speak:

　　"I went to the southern barbarian for half a month, and the internal affairs of the DPRK were seriously backlogged. I knew that there were many things to report, but before that, I asked and answered.

　　 "First of all, the Ministry of Etiquette!"

　　Emperor Huanghuang had just fallen, standing on the left side of the front row of Baiguan, Shang Shuyou Tingjian, a gentleman with a gentle face, stepped forward gently, arched his hands and bowed forward, and said loudly:

　　 "The minister is here!"

　　 "Before I conquered the Southwest, 3000 Confucian scholars gave birth to Shenzhou to open the Great Summer Academy. The Ministry of Rites was responsible for the full cooperation. You tell me, what is the current situation?"

　　 The emperor's voice fell, and You Tingjian took a few breaths, and then responded:

　　 "Your Majesty, three thousand Confucian scholars came from the capital of the gods, and they were divided into multiple shares to set off in all directions. Among them, there are constantly Confucian scholars setting up academies. At present, more than 2,000 schools have been opened, and the farthest area has reached Bingzhou!

　　 "Unify State!"

　　 The young emperor squinted his eyes and whispered softly. He also thought of the current old lady and the group of people who had just entered the boundary of Bingzhou. After thinking for a while, Zhao Yu continued to speak:

"The scholars who settled in the academy and the corresponding locations should write a letter to me. At the same time, they can recruit locally or be dispatched by the Ministry of Rites to expand the teaching staff of the academy. The conditions can be more favorable. I request it in two months. Within, the first stage completed."

　　 "The minister abides by the edict!"

　　 You Tingjian looked solemn, and after another salute, as soon as he walked back to stand in the queue, the young emperor's clear and steady voice sounded in his ear again.

　　 "The Ministry of Industry!"

　　 "The minister is here!"

　　 Next to You Tingjian, an old official with all white hair and beard made a full response, and then stepped forward and stood firmly.

At this time, the old book of the Ministry of Industry was full of red light. In the Battle of the Southwest, burst arrows, piercing arrows and other arrows shined brightly. It can be said that they were crushed and killed by equipment. Ninety-nine percent of them charged the deserters, and yesterday, a group of veterans from the Ministry of War had already visited and thanked them.

　　 As expected, Zhao Yu's praise from above followed one after another.

　　 "In the Southwestern War, the arrows of the Ministry of Industry and the stone carts performed extremely well, which gave me a great surprise."

　　 "Your Majesty praises me, those of us who do daily work may not be so flexible in our minds, but they must be the most reliable."

　　 The old Ministry of Engineering was still ruddy in writing, smiled triumphantly, spoke softly, his beard curled up and down, and then the emperor's voice from above continued to sound in his ear.

　　 "How about the construction of the transmission platform that I explained before? Let's report from the Taiping Ruins in the Shenjing City."

　　 As soon as this remark came out, the former smug smile of Shang Shu of the old Ministry of Industry froze directly and gradually disappeared, and then softly responded with some embarrassment:

　　 "In the Ruins of Taiping, Shenjing City, the overall external structure of the Shenjing Station, which was given the name by His Majesty, has been completed, but due to the complex design of the interior, it will take some time to complete."

"too slow!"

　　 The steady voice rolled down, and Shang Shu immediately lowered his head tightly, then Zhao Yu leaned forward slightly, staring down, and continued to speak:

"I know that before the Battle of the Southwest, a large number of craftsmen were dispatched to make arrows and other combat items, but at this time the manpower has already returned. At the same time, you can send someone to the agency to send disciples to help. I will see one in half a month. Complete land preparation at Shenjing Station."

　　 "Lead the minister!"

The veteran Ministry of Industry Shangshu, who was in the mood for both ice and fire, walked back to the queue after saluting. He was born as a master and often studied technology. Although his temper was a little hotter, he was of true temperament, so he lined up to vote. Many comforting eyes.

　　 Immediately after the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Industry, Zhao Yu continued to click the rest of the soldiers, officials, households, and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, and asked some more concerned questions.

　　 It is worth mentioning that among the six, the Criminal Ministry has the lowest sense of existence.

First of all, Daxia has been studying Daxia law since childhood. Therefore, although there are people who know the law and violate the law, they are not rampant. After all, Daxia spares no effort in the implementation of the law. There is no rule and no radius. Daxia law is a country. Foundation.

Secondly, the existence of the Great Xia Sitian Supervisor has compressed most of the functions of the Ministry of Justice. The entire Daxia extremely special class of great monks is supervised by Sitian Supervisors, especially the existence of Night Dire Division above Sitian Supervisors. The jurisdiction can only cover hundreds of millions of ordinary people in Daxia.

　　 In other words, busyness is important but difficult to get into the eyes of the emperor, which is a true portrayal of the Criminal Ministry.

　　 Zhao Yujing quietly listened to Xingbu Shangshu’s report, and fell into a period of silence. Then he stood up gently, and under the gaze of Baiguan, he said gently:

　　 "I have one thing to be sponsored by the Criminal Ministry, and the rest of the ministries are fully coordinated."

After 　　 the voice of the emperor fell, the eyes of the officials below the cultural relics were different, and the Xingbu Shangshu's face showed an unexpected color, and he stepped forward and bowed to his orders.

"I, I want to conduct a census of the population of the people of Daxia, and register at the same time. My goal is that every child has an identity disc that belongs to him since he was born. It is a symbol of Daxia’s people and represents The glory of the dynasty!"

As soon as the emperor’s voice fell, the entire civil and military officials were in an uproar. The 36 prefectures in Daxia are boundless, and the people living on it are almost difficult to count by numbers, especially in some places with deep mountains and rivers with inconvenient transportation. It’s hard for people to get out in their entire lives, so how can they count their number and register their discs?

　　 Therefore, the sacred decree of the young emperor is almost impossible to achieve in the eyes of Baiguan!

　　 "I know this decree is difficult to implement."

　　 Zhao Yu, who came to the edge of the high platform, stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes calm as water, with an indescribable vastness, and then decisively, the words that no one could refuse, directly resounded through the entire Huangji Hall.

　　 "A new era that ignores the region and spans hundreds of millions of miles in a flash is coming. I must ensure that all people who have entered this era are under order and rules."