When it comes to modern civilization, Britain cannot be avoided. The British debate meeting is known as the "mother of parliament", and Britain also took the lead in the emergence of capitalism and constitutional monarchy.[][].[23][wx].[].[].[].[]

This evil empire of Sun never set has brought too many changes to the world, bringing civilization, and also bringing cruel plunder and destruction.

If we start with the Model Parliament in 1295, in the later generations, Britain's continuous parliament practice has been more than seven hundred years, and no country can match it.

This is an unparalleled value, because Britain itself has experienced profound and complex contradictions and conflicts, and has accumulated rich lessons and experience.

Xu Hao did not think that the Ming Dynasty could also start the road to parliament because the size of the two countries was incomparable. Because of its size, China also produced an unparalleled feudal imperial system, imperial examination system and a complete county system.

Of course, he also hoped that the Ming Dynasty could change. Britain also had a long feudal social period and the feudal monarchy that accompanied it. However, the parliament broke through the ground tenaciously and insisted on restraining the royal power until it placed the royal power under the control of the parliament.

Perhaps few kings like to have power not in hand. After about five hundred years of competition, the two sides once fought to the death, and once abolished the British king and established a republic. However, due to the internal power struggle, the monopoly of the general protecting the country paved the way for the restoration of the monarch. The glorious revolution was really the luck of Britain, and it was also an inevitable and accidental under the parliamentary system for hundreds of years.

Therefore, if the Ming Dynasty moves towards constitutional monarchy or republic, it can be predicted that it will definitely go through fierce and cruel struggles. Time can also be predicted that it will last for hundreds of years.

Isn't this the case in history?

Xu Hao is unwilling to be the first person to be the first to take the lead. For himself and his family, the cost is too high. Even if he will leave a name in history, he should leave it to others to do great things.

No political system is perfect, and there will never be a solution once and for all. Whether it is the establishment of a feudal dynasty or a constitutional monarchy or a republic, it is impossible to avoid a new group of classes taking power. That is, they turn to suppress the middle and lower classes who once supported them. Then they fight, split within themselves, and eventually revolution broke out.

No matter what the final outcome of the Ming Dynasty was, she could not avoid being revolutionized. This was an irreversible wheel. The difference was whether China after the revolution could become one of the great powers in advance and successfully survived that unbearable history.

No one can understand what Xu Hao knows in his mind. It is precisely because he is too clear that he only wants to be an unknown promoter. Instead of being a vigorous participant, politics is the most cruel and unpredictable. He doesn't want to live a life that no one can believe. Haven't done enough?

That night, compared to Xu Hao's night, Daojing slept very sweetly in a strange environment. The quiet river and the sound of cicadas were all fantasized into wonderful music in her dreams.

Early the next morning, she was awakened by the sudden noise. The rhythmic and majestic music powerfully seduced the young Lin Daojing, who was full of fantasy about life.

I hurriedly got up and ran to the window, my heart full of joy and passion. I stared at the female students on the playground. Some were doing cheerful and interesting gymnastics, some were playing shuttlecocks, jumping rubber bands, playing badminton, and some were running around the playground slowly. The laughter like silver bells was endless, just like every school in later generations.

In the early morning, the weather was clear, and a few white clouds were floating faintly in the sky. The sky was as blue as the sea, bright as the sea, and shining with silver light like brocade. In the distance, on the calm river, many fishing boats with alum drifted in the wind, facing the rolling green mountains, Lin Daojing's painful heart, which had been tightly compressed for many days, gradually stretched out.

"Yun'er piaopiao, Xing'er shaking, don't sleep in."

Humming the childhood nursery rhyme, Daojing, who was not wearing any makeup, changed into clean clothes and jumped down the stairs.

Xu Hao on the balcony of the principal's office was staring at her, like an innocent child, wandering around the playground with interest.

Daojing was surprised to find that the environment around the Women's Normal School was very good. The lush forests were brightly filled with apples and plum fruit trees, appearing neatly on the top of the mountain, in the low-lying small canyon. The fragrant shy flowers were floating on the Hehua tree, blooming everywhere among these beautiful green trees.

In addition to the traditional garden-style buildings, looking at her, there are also various exquisite small buildings among these green mountains and waters. The white, yellow, green, blue or red roofs suddenly appeared in her eyes, which really surprised her.

There is no such place in Peking, nor in Liaodong. She has never seen such a beautiful place in this dazzling and beautiful villa on this beautiful mountain.

Uncontrollably, she ran towards a red cabin out of the young man's curiosity.

The same scene also appeared in Japan. On the seaside of the port, there were villa courtyards and flat beaches, filled with laughter and delicate shouts of people.

A Japanese aristocratic girl from Kyoto stood under a tree in the distance and watched curiously. Groups of Ming Dynasty young masters and ladies were wearing various brightly colored clothes, some were lying on benches on the beach, some were like white gooses, and boldly laughing in the sea.

The wives of Ming Dynasty held small umbrellas, and some even brought puppies, sitting leisurely on the beach covered with white sheets, enjoying the sea view and chatting. A woman poured a glass of white milk, perhaps precious milk, on a white plate and fed it to the puppies.

The Japanese girl opened her eyes wide and suddenly heard a woman screaming. She looked over there. This was a Japanese woman standing next to an old woman, her clothes were exquisite and charming and exposed. Her face was thick and thick white with thick makeup, and her legs were exposed without any scruples.

"Bageya Road, Han Umbrella hasn't been brought in for a long time! It's been sunburned to death, can you, a bitch, afford your life?"

There are many such Japanese charming women around, but there are not many Japanese men. However, they are clearly distinguished from those Ming women, and every Japanese woman will show a docile smile when she looks at Ming women.

It was almost noon at this time. On the hot beach, a short-haired girl with short clothes and legs to her knees was running fast towards the woman who was scolding. But the sand was soft, and the more anxious she was, the less she could not run. The woman stomped her feet and cursed.

Finally, the girl ran to the woman and panted and handed a pink silk umbrella over. Slap! Two slaps on the girl's cheek.

The Japanese woman stopped watching. She turned around and walked back, not as relaxed and happy as she was when she came out. Fortunately, she left Kyoto and came here to open her horizons and saw the wealth and civilization of the Ming people. She was still the Han Dynasty that the Japanese people respected for generations.

She was like Lin Daojing. From time to time, she bent down to pick a few wild flowers and hummed a few songs.

"Baga! Go around, you can't walk here!"

Suddenly, a man's rough shout scared her. When she looked up, she saw a towering and magnificent Ming Building, surrounded by a solid wall.

A man dressed in a warrior stood bravely outside the wall, holding his arms with his chest, a samurai knife on his waist, and wearing wooden clogs on his feet. He stared at the Japanese girl who had come here, and pointed to the large wooden sign nailed to the wall next to him.

The Japanese girl is a lady from a traditional aristocratic family in Japan. Naturally, she is not afraid of samurai and has a foothold. She is angry and annoyed, but she still curiously followed the samurai's fingers and looked at the fast wooden sign.

Japanese and dogs are not allowed to pass!

Only then did she see a dragon flag in front of this building, dancing in the wind on the tall flagpole. The Japanese girl suddenly felt very upset, "What kind of world is it? Foreigners show off their power in Japan."

Walking with his head down, he saw several isolated islands like gray tents standing on the beach from afar. The Japanese girl walked over unconsciously.

But when I ran to the tent, I saw that there was no one. From the fishing nets, fish hooks, and a few small broken fishing boats scattered outside the tent, these tents might be the fishermen's temporary residence, and they probably went into the sea to fish.

The Japanese girl stood on the beach in dismay and watched for a while. Suddenly, the cry of a child came from behind a rock not far from the tent. She listened in surprise and hurriedly ran towards there.

A middle-aged woman with a yellow waxy complexion was sitting under a tree next to a rock. She breastfeeded a thin baby while also patching up a broken fish net with a string.

The child started crying after taking a few bites of milk, but she kept sucking. The Japanese girl walked up to her, and she frowned with her eyebrows, not feeling that anyone was in front of her.

"Stop crying, a life-chasing little devil!" the middle-aged woman murmured to the child in a hoarse voice, "If you don't have enough food, you have to endure hunger."

The child spitted out his milk and cried even harder. Obviously, because his thin mother had no milk, she tortured the child who was like a little chai stick and cried loudly.

When the mother saw this scene, she threw away the unfinished fish net and suddenly became angry at the child who was open and howling with her mouth: "You are deadly ghost, die! Die! Die with your poor father! God Amaterasu!..." The mother suddenly put her head on the child's face and started sobbing softly.

The Japanese girl froze. The woman was wearing not clothes, but a long and dirty rag with her shoulders exposed, revealing her black knees and feet.

Looking at the dying child and the shriveled woman, the Japanese girl suddenly saw a puppy eating milk. She felt very sad that Japan was so poor.

At the same time, Xu Hao was hesitating whether to agree to Japan's request to send overseas students. He knew very well that this nation, like North Korea, once it had a target of imitation, it would not be difficult to rise in time, because the people of the three East Asian countries are the most diligent.

Let it be natural. Even if it is a feud, Xu Hao could not completely encircle the other party. Moreover, the Ming Dynasty is far from being called rich, and there are many poor people. There are not many things worth learning from and imitating in Japan. Japan is a large market, and there will always be merchants going to trade continuously.

"You can't be without Japan!" Xu Hao kept muttering this sentence for a long time. Without Japan's action film culture that contributed the most to the world, how can you spend these nights one by one?

Xu Hao missed his hard drive infinitely and sighed: "We can't fill the man, but we don't know that the man is hungry. It seems that there will definitely be countless exotic beauties on the Qinhuai River."

Now, North Korea and Japan are poor and deserted. Xu Hao really can't think of any other way to reverse the trade deficit in addition to using women's exports to earn foreign exchange.
Chapter completed!