In the first year of Duanping (1234th in the Christ Calendar), the heat was receding. Lin'an City, which struggled for a summer in the sun and humid air, was comforted by the cool autumn wind, as if a person with heatstroke suddenly got a handful of sweet springs, and soon recovered the vitality and hustle and bustle that the world's most prosperous city should have.

The Beijing officials who were flirting with folding fans in famous temples and ancient temples throughout the summer were mostly sitting in the official sedan chairs carried by four or six people and jogging on the imperial road, running back and forth for the big and small matters of the Beijing and autumn defense. The Tai students hang around the "flowers" who show off their appearance in the streets and alleys, as if they were going to release all the pressure accumulated over the past ten years of hard work in this autumn.

The whole summer was locked by the sun, and the vibrant street market was even more noisy. The rice shops, yarn shops, cow shops, pig shops, cloth shops, goods shops, wine shops, tea shops, gold and silver shops, medicine shops, bead shops, clothes shops, and fragrant medicine shops came and went, with people coming and going, piles of rice and grain, hundreds of groups of pigs and cows, rare treasures and gorgeous clothes, and tens of billions of money circulating in the capital of the Song Dynasty, forming the most prosperous commercial wonder in the world at this time.

Zheng Yunming, who was standing in the room of the Zheng family's mansion in Nanzhuque Lane, didn't care about all this. As a first-class young man in the world, paying too much attention to these commercial things will leave a very negative impression in society. If it was the modern commercial society before traveling through time, it would be nothing to say that an ordinary college student was keen on these things. But in the past seven years, Zheng Yunming had almost forgotten the memories before traveling through time and began to accept the tedious etiquette of the official family, the ink-scented thread-bound books, pens, inks and papers inkstones, the classics of the sages taught by the old masters, and the father who always had a serious face and the mother who always spoke softly.

Zheng Qingzhi, sitting on the pineapple chair, felt a little dissatisfied when he saw his son's insanity. Since a serious illness that almost killed his child Yunming seven years ago, Zheng Yunming, who was once smart and lively, often stared alone alone, and even nicknamed "A Chi" by herself. Her original wife, Mrs. Xiao, was very dissatisfied with this. She believed that the comments made by Lingyin Temple were blocked by her son, which allowed the Zheng family's husband to have a future of progress. Therefore, she couldn't help but complained that Zheng Qingzhi was too strict with her son's discipline.

On the other hand, in addition to being smart and intelligent before, "A Chi" has a more calm and composed attitude, which is what the academic family values ​​the most. Therefore, Zheng Qingzhi was not willing to scold him easily. He gave his brother's face in front of his young children, but just coughed gently.

The book Tong Xian'er behind Zheng Yunming was so scared that she trembled. She quickly took the front half step and gently pulled the little master's sleeve.

Zheng Yunming was clever and raised his eyes suddenly, which happened to meet his father's stern gaze. Only then did he return to reality from his dazed thoughts, he hurriedly lowered his eyes, bowed and apologized: "I lit a candle yesterday and read the "Spring and Autumn Biography" and slept a little late."

Zheng Qingzhi's face calmed a little, and said warmly: "It is a good thing to pay attention to learning after the palace examination, but it is a saying: 'Things to be tired at midnight are not good for the liver.' In addition to diligently practicing classics, you also need to learn more about health preservation."

After a pause, he ordered: "The books learned by the mind are worthy of knowledge. But after all, it is not the right way of Neo-Confucianism. If you are frustrated by Master Zhu's things, you can read more works by Yongjiazhixue. Learn some principles of doing things in a perfect way than being with a group of pedantic people who talk about heart and mind every day."

"Kids keep in mind the teachings of his father." Zheng Yunming buried his head lower and bowed and replied.

The right prime minister, who was sitting in the chair, nodded, looked back and said to the butler, "You keep going."

The housekeeper Zheng Liuqi wiped the sweat from his head and opened a dozen thick famous posts in his hand. "In addition to the Minister of Revenue and the Minister of Political Affairs, there are also the Minister of Rites Wei, the Minister of Rites, the Minister of Rites, Xu Qiao, the Secretary of the Interior Court, Zhao Rutan, and You Yan, You Sigong, Hong Zikui, Wang Suigong and others, there are 68 guests. The list issued by the master has been sent to the palace one by one, but no one refuses it. But whether there is any special preparation for this banquet needs to be made, and the old man will be asked to make an announcement."

Of course, it is necessary to provide instructions, this is not an ordinary family dinner. However, even Zheng Qingzhi, who has been in the officialdom for a long time, was not very sure about the etiquette and reception this time. After all, he was only promoted to his current position.

It would be fine if the only ones who were receiving were famous ministers in the same house on the list. But there was another person who was about to attend the banquet that could not be neglected no matter what.

That is the current emperor, the Duanping Emperor.

Fortunately, the ban also understood a complex and confusing royal etiquette. Even these great scholars who were famous for their ethics were difficult to understand. Therefore, before the emperor took care of his ministers' residence, there was a necessary procedure. The inner court sent a military envoy to the homes of the ministers who were grateful to the heavens, and personally guided the various rules and details of how to receive the emperor.

Although the Central Envoy was unwilling to offend the Zheng Xianggong, who had just been promoted to the prime minister and was promoted to the throne, was very careful. The steward of the prime minister's house made great efforts to record the record, but it could not guarantee whether it was really foolproof.

If you really lose your manners in front of the lord, the master will certainly accept all kinds of accusations from the court, and the servants and maids who need to be responsible will be arrested immediately and ask about the serious crime of hitting the lord, which will be a loss of mind!

The chief manager was waiting tremblingly for Zheng Qingzhi's further instructions, but the old husband turned his head and looked at the sons standing beside him.

"You also talk about what attention should you pay attention to this time?"

This is clearly a question about Zheng Yunming. Although the Qing Dynasty had many wives, concubines and descendants, the first two sons died young. The third son Shichang was weak and sick, and he was recuperating in Lingyin Temple for many years.

Among the remaining sons, Yun Ming was the eldest, and the remaining younger brothers were Yun He, Yan Rong, Yan Hua, Bihan and others all regarded Yun Ming as their role models. Zheng Yunming, who had possessed him, was originally smart, kind and wise, and was quite appreciated by him.

On the contrary, the "Zheng Yunming" who had traveled through time did some inexplicable things from time to time, which made Mr. Zheng very troubled.

With this topic, he also wanted to see if his son's academic performance has really improved.

Zheng Yunming took a step forward and replied loudly: "We are all ready, and everything is followed by my father's arrangement."

"Are you ready?" In the view of Zheng Qingzhi, the top master of Neo-Confucianism, this big statement should not be spoken by his son. Being complacent with his talent is the top taboo for Confucian gentlemen.

"I'll ask you, what should you do when you meet His Majesty?"

"The boy doesn't know."

Zheng Qingzhi frowned: "So what is the order of serving dishes after His Majesty sat down?"

"The boy doesn't know either."

During the decades of Lao Zheng's official career, no one has dared to contradict himself in public. Fortunately, the prime minister was able to hold a boat in his stomach, and even his own children, the prime minister did not have an attack on the spot.

"So, have you remembered the list of guests who came with the sage?"

"The boy hasn't started to remember yet."

With a "bang", the celadon cup in Zheng Xianggong's hand was thrown to the ground. No matter how good the first-class qi cultivation skills were, they would inevitably be so angry that they would be about to attack on the spot.

Zheng Yunming was really angry when he saw his father, and knew that the opportunity had come. He knelt down calmly and said, "Sir, please stop the thunderous anger. The child's answer has his own thoughts."

"What do you think? Say!" Zheng Qing's robe waved his sleeves and turned his back.

"Rules and etiquette are just details. What's important is why the emperor chose to come to his house to eat this meal at this time."

"Oh?" Zheng Qingzhi turned his head and asked, "What did you say for?"

"The boy thinks," Zheng Yunming leaned his head and took a step forward: "It should be related to the failure of the Northern Expedition."

This revealed Zheng Qingzhi's scars in person, but Zheng Qingzhi was no longer angry, but just signaled Zheng Yunming to continue talking.

"Before the army entered Luo, many ministers opposed it. It was because my father tried to disagree and could only implement it with all his strength. Now Henan has suffered a great defeat and tens of thousands of soldiers and died. It is impossible not to put this responsibility on my father's head."

"You can see this point in the ninth-rank official. What does it have to do with the emperor's arrival?"

"It was the child who thought that under the pressure of the ministers, the emperor could not fail to punish his father. But the emperor was unwilling to let his father go to the right prime minister."

"Oh? Why is this?"

"It's because although Ruluo was insisting on doing it, it was actually the emperor's own idea."

"Haha, the holy will be as strong as the sky, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, how can you predict it?"

"The Lord of the Man is a true dragon coming to the world. How can he be restrained by others? The Prime Minister of History was specialized in his previous life... This has been assisting His Majesty for more than 20 years, so how can the official family be dissatisfied with the hearts of the officials? Once he takes power, he will inevitably reverse the various actions of Prime Minister of History and show his attitude of reviving the Holy Lord."

"Since the rise of Tatars, the robbery in the north and the power of the Jin Kingdom was on a downward slope, ministers have been constantly asking for the promotion of Yi troops, seize their homeland, and destroy the Jin thieves to avenge the shame of Jingkang. However, Prime Minister Shi ignored all of them and just feared the Jin people. The Northern Army, which had originally fled to the Huai River, was not controlled. As a result, Peng Yibin was defeated in the north and Li Quan supported the people to rebel. The court spent hundreds of thousands of troops to solve this problem. The prime minister in the middle was inappropriate and everyone in the world saw it."

"Now Your Majesty is responsible for the major affairs and uses his father as his assistant. Of course, he cannot hesitate like Mr. Shi and lose the opportunity. Therefore, in order to distinguish him from Prime Minister Shi, the officials must fully support this Northern Expedition that seized the opportunity, and would not choose

"Hmph," Zheng Qingzhi laughed: "The government has the ambition to regain its hometown and revitalize China. Isn't it what the young people of you are looking forward to every day? Why bother with what the purpose?"

"My father is right. It is indeed a blessing for the child to strive for success in the government, but unfortunately failure is a disaster for his father. You should know that although the war factions such as the teacher and Mr. Wei Heshan shouted to recover the rivers and mountains every day, they strongly opposed the hasty Northern Expedition. The teacher also used Jiaxuan Gong's "Yuan Jia Caocao" to judge this move to Luoluo, but I'm afraid they......"

"Jin Dexiu said this?" Zheng Qingzhi glared: "Every time there is a battle, these scholars shout the most. If they really want to move troops this time, they will block them. It's really..."

Zheng Yunming laughed in his heart. Sometimes this father seemed a little cramped, otherwise he would not be ranked among Shi Miyuan's party and was unknown in history. "But his father was not completely powerless to fight back. The greatest capital that his father can protect himself is the current emperor."

"The emperor has just taken power for more than a year, and he encountered such an embarrassing defeat. The child thought that the official might not necessarily follow the wishes of the ministers and bowed his head and admit defeat..."

"Not necessarily," Zheng Qingzhi shook his head and smiled, "I say disrespectfully that the official family is now sitting on the back of a tiger. Even if he jumped off the tiger's back at this time, it would be too late. In order not to become the emperor abandoned by the ministers and the people of the world, even if His Majesty knew that he was wrong, he had to insist on his persistence and stand up."

"So the emperor came to give the ministers who were ready to move, and it was also a good medicine for the father to calm the mind. The father did not have to be too careful and cautious in reception, but should instead make a big move and act as if he was still a saint. This is the true purpose of His Majesty's emperor's host. As long as he figured out this section, his father would not hold today's banquet with a sinful attitude. As for the etiquette of meeting the saints and the order of serving dishes, it only takes one hour to practice and memorize it. Why bother with my father to ask him on his own?"

"Oh, it's always the same as usual," Zheng Qingzhi said with a little dissatisfaction: "Don't think that if you catch the big stream, you will take the initiative in the chess game. You must know that a poor performance on the edge is enough to subvert the victory you hold in your hand!"

"From now on, you all gather in your brother's study, and remember the various etiquettes of meeting the saint again and again. You must be indifferent and lose your courtesy in front of the saint. As for what your brother said, you can just keep it in your heart, and you must not disclose it at will, do you know!"

"Son, please follow my father's teachings!" Zheng Yunming led his younger brothers to bow and respond and respectfully sent his father out of the backyard.

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