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Accustomed to the lazy politics of the Hassan period, the Arab Empire has never had the habit of early dynasties, many big nobles have the habit of taking a nap after finishing their homework in the morning, and the second day after the caliph succeeded to the throne, he summoned everyone to be diligent in government, and everyone did not dare to refuse, and many people rushed to the palace of diligence where the caliph succeeded to the throne yesterday with hunger and yawn. 【鳳\/凰\/Update fast without pop-ups, please search for f/h/x/s/c/o/m】

The new caliph succeeded to the throne, immediately brought a new atmosphere, the original lazy caliph forbidden army is now working overtime and neatly lined up at the gates of various palaces, along the way you can see the forbidden army patrolling with spears and armor, looking energetic.

On the wide civil engineering hall supported by dozens of pillars, the four rows of futons arranged neatly opposite each other have already been placed there, and the dragon chairs on them are still empty.

Just as a group of ministers were still gathering together to talk to each other about what they had eaten after the last court, the eunuch's sharp Arabic was already ringing out unpleasantly.

"Your Majesty the Caliph has arrived, and the ministers are on their knees!"

In the past, except for major ceremonies, there had never been a habit of kneeling, and the last time Hassan had made many of the chiefs who were used to coming out of the desert unaccustomed to it, this time it was even more confusing.

However, the Cairo Imam Sarawa, who was at the front, was the first to fall to his knees, one took the lead, and the others followed, one by one, the bearded Arab men in white robes fell to their knees, and some of them had their heads on the buttocks of others.

"The courtiers knock before His Majesty the Caliph."

The important people of each tribe shouted out one after the other, just like elementary school students learning texts.

Although the extremely chaotic and ugly scene was too embarrassing for a big country, Hou Jie, who was already sitting on the dragon chair, was still full of shrewd smiles, and raised his right hand up kindly.

"Zhu Qing is flat!"

In the loving voice, some of the Arab chiefs were ready to get up, but Sarawa immediately kowtowed, shouting for Your Majesty, and this sudden action made several slightly fat chiefs even lie down somewhere, and they kowtowed in embarrassment before getting up.

Although the first time in his life seemed to be a little ugly, watching the chiefs looking for their own futons in a daze, according to the chiefs, imams and mullahs on both sides, Hou Jie still watched with a smile full of interest.

Compared with yesterday's tanned face, Hou Jie's face is a lot whiter today, he didn't sleep all night last night, in order to cover up the dark circles and haggard left by staying up all night on his face, he deliberately smeared the white lead rice used by Datang women, just to create a strong and spiritual image of the caliph.

For this reason, Hou Jie even made a move on the caliph's robe, Islam prohibits idolatry, so even Hou Jie's dragon robe does not dare to wear out, so he embroidered countless tired beast patterns on the original pure black or pure white caliph's coat, as if countless eyes were looking down.

Today, his purpose is estimated to have been achieved, after being seated, under the majestic gaze of Hou Jie and the serious atmosphere created by the palace in the style of the Tang Dynasty, the Arabs who were accustomed to the wild finally bowed their heads obediently, looked at this quiet court, and a satisfied smile bloomed on the face of this young caliph.

took out a book written all night from his sleeve, but Hou Jie stood up from the dragon chair, walked a few steps forward to the front of the steps where the dragon seat was, and said highly.

"Ministers, although you now support me as a caliph, our Arab Empire, internal and external troubles have not been removed, and there are also Greek barbarians attacking Antiochus, and inside, the Hawariji heresy openly occupies the holy city of Mecca and establishes the caliphate, all of which need to be resolved."

"The Muslims are suffering, and I am very sad, so after thinking about it all night, I came up with a reform plan and discussed it with you!"

"Reform?"

Hou Jie didn't even reveal this matter, even if Sarawa and the others raised their heads in shock, Sherman was even more surprised to climb the jade steps in disregard of etiquette, and reached out to take Hou Jie's reform documents into his hand.

Upon opening, Sarava's eyes straightened.

Hou Jie's reforms are many.

First of all, the Arab caliph is very similar to Zhou Tianzi, the leader of all the Muslims in the territory, but under his command, there are first-class princes such as the five satraps and emirs, and countless second-class princes governed by chieftains.

Moreover, the governance of the Muslim community is extremely chaotic, with the Mullah imam ruling and judging power, relying on the Qur'an as a law to administer Arab cases, and the communities of other denominations are governed by their own original priests, religious leaders.

The power was scattered in the hands of the nobles and imams, and the first knife of Hou Jie's reform was cut here.

Modeled after the six ministries of the three provinces of the Tang Dynasty, more than a dozen prime ministers and prime ministers' staff were set up in Sarawa, Sherman, etc., and almost all the major imams in the country were included, and the power of the whole country began to be concentrated in the central government.

Set up ** officials, judges, similar to the Xingbu of the Tang Dynasty, Dali Temple, in charge of the country's laws, lawsuits, and take back the self-approval rights of the tribal blood relatives.

Externally, Hou Jie also mobilized a large part of the caliph's forbidden army and the Arab tribal cavalry to form a new expeditionary force to carry out the next round of holy war against Byzantium, but at the same time threw an olive branch to the Hawariya and other tribal alliances occupying Mecca, on the grounds that the goal of the Hawariji was that anyone, even a slave, was eligible to inherit the caliphate, and he was neither from the Umayyad family nor the Siham family, but he inherited the position of caliph and had met their political demands.

Militarily, large chiefs such as Faisal were made generals, and relying on them, they began to gradually strip the military power of the small tribes and bring the military power back to the center.

In a series of reforms, Hou Jie mainly encircled the big nobles of the whole country to give important tasks, to bully the small feudal lords, and in the case of big bullying the small, there was no chaos for the time being, and even some new economic policies, such as the government to borrow interest-free loans from the poor and exempt the extremely poor peasants from taxes, also played a positive role.

In addition to the reform of the country's major policies, in order to protect the rights in hand, Hou Jie also made some reforms in the court.

Continuing to absorb the Japanese, Caucasians and even Greeks, as well as the Persians to join the Caliph's forbidden army, Hou Jie was not as stupid as the Aoi clan, strictly restraining the foreign forbidden army, and quietly stripping away the influence of the great nobles on the caliph's forbidden army, but did not cause much disgust.

In terms of inheritance, Hou Jie has no children so far, and the original Shia elders discussed that the conditions for supporting Hou Jie were to establish a son and a son caliph as the successor, but who knew that it was so difficult to support Hou Jie, and no one dared to put forward this article.

Hou Jie seized on this to make a big fuss, in the name of cultivating the heirs of the empire, gathered dozens of Hassan's sons together, built a mosque in the palace, and all the children were locked in, and it was called centralized training.

In the end, Hou Jie posthumously sealed his parents, and the Sanshui Hou family, which had been silent since the failure of Hou Junji's rebellion, finally regained its former glory.

Under Hou Jie's new policy, the mighty Arab Empire seemed to have a glimmer of life, with edicts everywhere running along the main roads of Damascus, as far as Egypt, new bureaucrats taking office, and old nobles having nowhere to go, and the whole empire was busy.

But in the midst of the busyness, the holy city of Mecca, on the remaining veins of the Lebanese Mountains in the distance, facing the sunset, a shadow that seemed to be as lonely as a lonely peak, but it was hugging its knees, quietly looking down at the ancient city in front of him.

Sitting here, Li Que had been doing it for several whole nights, just in the early morning, eating some bread and water, which was even more painful than an ascetic.

At this time, she also completely abandoned the outfit she had when she came to Arabia, and returned to the original fit of the Fujian army-style leather armor, and the pitch-black armor wrapped her emaciated body.

Only the silver mask on his face, as always, was worn.

From time to time, a mountain eagle flew over her head loudly, but as if she had returned to the days of cultivation in Lhasa, Li Que's heart was empty, as if nothing could attract her interest.

It wasn't until the fifth day that a slightly fat, dark-skinned Tang man climbed up to Gufeng with difficulty and found Li Que's side.

"Captain Li, I'm sorry, even if Lord Hou is in control of the situation now, it will still cost a lot of hands and feet to get things from the Forbidden Temple, and it will be delayed for a few days."

Wu Yuanqing is now very successful in losing weight, but the rugged road in Mecca still makes him panting, wheezing, and a black cloth bag is handed to Li Que.

Opened it casually, a piece of jade seal fragments that exuded milky white light and crystal clear The fifth piece of soft light reflected on Li Que's silver mask.

According to Zoroastrian monks, the fragment of time, the fifth piece of Li Jie's jade seal of time, lay quietly on Li Quan's black sheepskin gloves.

With just one glance, Li Que firmly packed it in the tightest bag on his chest.

After all, it was born and died from Fujian together, watching Li Que pack his bags, Wu Yuanqing, who has changed too much, is not very embarrassed, from the harsh salt desert of Iran to live and die together, to the cooperation of Byzantium, and even Li Que, there are many feelings that he is more familiar with, but now, it is going to be separated.

"Can't you go no? Lord Hou also hopes that you will stay. "Jude

After hesitating again and again, Wu Yuanqing still opened his mouth with reluctance, but his words made Li Que's body shake, and it took a long time before he turned around, and his green eyes reflected complex emotions, but he shook his head heavily.

"I've paid too much for him, I've changed too much, I'm tired, I want to go back to Fujian, and look for my old life."

Without another word, the two parted ways, and rode swiftly south on a black horse, splashing dust on the thirsty road.

Looking at Li Que's back, Wu Yuanqing shook his head with helplessness on his face, which explained a lot......