Seeing the place where he has made up his mind to come since the first year of school, although it is not as unbearable as Yang Xuan said that there is no official uniform. But the new official, who was also the first time to go to the court, could not help but brush his official clothes with his hands in fear that his official clothes were still stained with dust, which would insult this towering building. After repeatedly confirming that his clothes were clean and free of wrinkles, Guan Bing walked towards the purple gold palace.

Just as Yang Xuan was about to go inside, he found that Wei Xuan beside him stopped. Yang Xuan was puzzled and turned his head and asked, "Why are you afraid?"

"No."

The boy shook his head slowly. The expression on his face was a little dignified. He couldn't see whether it was joy or sadness. He just whispered, "I want to see more. I'm afraid it's difficult to think of it after I enter this door."

When the new king stood, on the Taihua hall, the main hall of the Zijin palace, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty held memorials, looked up at the throne at the top, and their faces were full of curiosity. Although there was a lot of noise about the ghost cultivation this time, only Yang Xuan and Zhou Fengyuan and other people who could get in touch with the core of the state of Wei, as well as the patriarch of the twelve Guardian families, who had a special status in the great Wei Dynasty.

What the court wants to discuss this time is about how to rebuild the capital after being looted by ghost repair.

Guan Bing walked nervously towards the Taihua hall. Although someone had told him what to pay attention to after going to the court after entering the capital, he would not make mistakes in standing, saluting or even playing, but after all, this was the first time to go to the court, and he would always worry about what would happen in front of the saint. Moreover, according to the people of Tianji Pavilion, the people who went to the court this time are the new emperor. If they leave any bad impression in front of the emperor, they probably won't have a chance to stay until the next emperor takes office.

Of course, Guan Bing won't reveal his rebellious thoughts. When he was ready to step out of the first step of the Taihua hall, he turned back. That is, looking back, he found that the two people who had just prepared to go to the court with him did not know when they had opened a long distance from themselves and were staying at the gate of the palace. In addition, he saw a shocking scene.

Just after the big and small two entered the Palace door, eight palace maids who did not know where to drill out came out. Four of them were holding a golden Kowloon robe and a golden crown. The other four maids were holding a purple and gold robe and a purple and gold crown.

Eight palace maids came to the two who had just entered the Palace door. A group of two was responsible for taking off their outer robes and revealing the white clothes inside. Then the other two palace maids were responsible for dressing them neatly with two large robes and two crowns.

Among them, the short man with a baby face was wearing a golden nine dragon robe, while the other one was wearing a purple gold robe.

Although they didn't stop, they both walked very slowly, as if they were leaving enough time for the palace maid.

After they were dressed neatly, they recovered their normal walking speed.

One by one, they walked slowly towards the top of Taihua hall. Behind him, all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down and shouted, "long live my emperor."

"You are all flat."

Wei Xuan sat at the top of the hall and waved to the people below. The chair under the ass is a little cold, not as beautiful as many people dream of this position. But now that he had sat up, the Little Emperor didn't seem to want to move his position. He pointed to Yang Xuan, who stood beside him with a calm face, and said to the following civil and military officials: "Dear Aiqing, let me introduce you. This is Luo Duhou, also my teacher. When you see him in the future, it's like seeing me."

"See the national teacher."

The officials under the stage saluted Yang Xuan again, but this time they just bowed.

At the end of all the officials, the expression on the faces of the soldiers standing here seemed a little sad. An official who just saw Guan Bing outside the palace gate and gloated at the actions of Yang Xuan and Wei Xuan said to Guan Bing, "you don't have to worry. It's said that Luo Duhou is very approachable and shouldn't do anything to you."

But Guan Bing just shook his head and said, "I'm not worried about this. I just regret that I didn't ask for an autograph just now."

"The latter two, what are you talking about?"

Wei Xuan at the top seemed to hear the whispered discussion between the two behind and asked. An array was set up in the hall. Even if Wei Xuan's voice was not big, it could clearly reach everyone's ears. Hearing that Wei Xuan ordered his name, Guan Bing hurriedly stood out of the queue of civil and military officials and said to Wei Xuan, "tell your majesty that Wei Chen has an idea about rebuilding the capital, but he doesn't know whether it's appropriate to say it, so he's discussing it with his colleagues."

"Oh? What idea, but it doesn't hurt to say. As long as it's a reasonable idea, I will naturally be rewarded."

"Well, although the twelve families proposed to recruit the people who suffered heavy losses in the catastrophe to rebuild the capital, and take the last built houses as the reward for these people. Although this proposal is very good, there are still many loopholes. Weichen thinks that this plan can be better planned."

"Oh? Tell me."

Wei Xuan was immediately happy. As an emperor who had just sat on the throne, he got a mess. Although he was unhappy, he still had to bite the bullet and solve the matter perfectly. This is what Wei Xuan was worried about.

Guan Bing took his time and talked about his thoughts. From the old, weak, sick and disabled who cannot participate in the capital reconstruction plan initiated by the twelve families, how to arrange them, to how to minimize and maximize the unnecessary consumption between the plans.

Yang Xuan, standing behind Wei Xuan, couldn't help smiling. Wei Xuan was still young and lacked strength. It was normal that he couldn't hear what Guan Bing was talking about in this position. But with Yang Xuan's five senses now, what Guan Bing just said naturally fell into his ears without missing a word.

He couldn't help but take a deep look at this young man who, according to himself, was just born in a squire family, had only read private schools for a few years, and read some sages' books. From the moment Wei Xuan worshipped him as his teacher, Yang Xuan was worried about whether he could help the emperor.

But now, it seems that he has found a good candidate.