In the dead of night, officials started getting up one after another, putting on formal court attire and leaving early.
Lamps were hung up one by one, illuminating the long street.
At this time, not wearing a python robe on your body, you would feel embarrassed to come out and walk around. The officials stood early in front of the hall, unable to openly talk and laugh aloud, they could only ask familiar colleagues to carefully inspect whether their attire was neat. Their faces radiated a kind of joyous delight.
How to smile in front of superiors is also a matter of great importance. They couldn't foolishly grin with their mouths wide open, nor could they look down and out; the joy they exuded had to be one that came from all over their body radiating positive energy, making the Emperor feel great upon seeing it.
The officials rose early, and so did the harem.
