As June begins, the Yongchang imperial capital becomes extremely hot, and the ritual office of the Ministry of Rites is like a big steamer, stuffy and hot.

The main hall of the Ministry of Rites was deep and wide, with a table in the middle. After the table, Guo Shangshu sat safely. A chair was placed on the left, which was the seat of Wang Kefu, the Minister of Rites. Behind the two of them were two ice plates, emitting a coolness and driving away the heat.

There were two rows of chairs on the left and right. Da Zheng sat on the left, the doctor of the four divisions of the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Rites. On the right is the Yuanwailang of the Four Divisions, red on the left and green on the right, and the Wei-di. Jiang Anyi sat at the end of the right. The green official robe was already wet on the back, and it felt very uncomfortable to stick to his body.

Today, how did the officials above the Minister of State discussed the reception of the second prince of Beimo to Beijing to marry. The emperor had issued an order to order Guanglu Temple to send people to the border to greet him, and the Ministry of Rites arranged etiquette and meals. Jiang Anyi was a Minister of the Ministry of Rites, so he naturally could not escape responsibility.

Everyone in the seat was discussing it in full swing, and everyone seemed to have forgotten Jiang Anyi aside and no one paid attention to him. When Mr. Guo arranged the matters in the department, Doctor Liu responded directly and did not discuss it with Jiang Anyi.

The weather was already hot, and Jiang Anyi felt more and more irritable. He felt like there was a fire in his heart, which made him feel dry and irritable, sweating all over his body. He was in accordance with official etiquette and was difficult to wipe.

Wang Kefu, a young man, looked at Jiang Anyi with a gloomy face from time to time, and sneered and said, "Jiang Yuanwailang, I just want you to do some small things, so don't be anxious and sweating."

There was a burst of laughter in the room, and Guo Shangshu teased with a smile: "An Yi, your heart is calm and you are naturally cool. You are still young and angry."

Guo had something from the historical words, and everyone present knew it. Director Liu Langzhong ridiculed: "Young people are very angry, be careful of burning flowers and plants. If the fire is too big, they may burn themselves. No matter how many tears they shed, it will be useless."

Everyone burst into laughter. Jiang An's face turned red with a righteous anger. He really wanted to slap the table, explain the true image of Zichen Palace, and tell everyone what the emperor appreciated in the imperial study. However, Jiang Anyi remembered that when Eunuch Liu sent him out of the palace, he warned him to be cautious in his words, and Master Yu also made a special trip to him to tell him that the heavy weight of the officialdom lies in the word "tolerance". He endured his anger for a moment to wait for the future.

He picked up the tea and took a sip. Jiang Anyi lowered his head and said nothing, thinking in his heart, saying that the hero was scary, let's see who laughed to the end.

Deng Huaisu, a doctor of the Ministry of Rites, also came from Zechang Academy. When Jiang Anyi was humiliated, he couldn't help feeling sad when he died.

Deng Huaisu was a little jealous of this junior, and Jiang Anyi was jealous of the three-year term. He was famous for his lyrics and was under twenty years old. He was a junior. He was born in the second grade and worked hard for nearly twenty years before he was just a fifth-rank doctor. According to normal circumstances, Jiang Anyi could easily cross this step in three to five years. He has always been a leader in Zechang Academy, but compared with Jiang Anyi, he is really overshadowed.

Deng Huaisu coughed and said, "My Dukes, Jiang Yuanwailang is also dedicated to the country. Even though he is a little arrogant when he acts young, he is a senior, so he can give more advice. Why bother to mock him?"

Jiang Anyi looked at the senior brother. After coming to the Ministry of Rites, he didn't have much contact with Deng Huaisu. He just met occasionally and made a few brief remarks. At this moment, when he saw his senior brother come out to support him, Jiang Anyi was grateful.

Deng Huaisu came out to stand up for the wrongdoing, which reminded Guo Congshi that Jiang Anyi was discharged from Zechang, and then that Jiang Anyi was a student of Fan Yanzhong and Yu Zhijie. This young man was also a strong backstage. Although he was not happy for the emperor at this moment, who can tell the future after thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, it would be better to make good relationships.

Thinking of this, Guo Congshi Lian smiled and said with a calm face: "What Langzhong Deng said is very true. Jiang Yuanwai Lang is brave enough to take responsibility and not be afraid of difficulties. This is what we should learn from. Don't be arrogant."

Wang Kefu secretly sarcastically said in his heart that this old fox has made you say all the good and bad things, no wonder he called "Guo Xiaohu".

Seeing that noon was approaching, Guo Congshi gave a few more words of advice and was about to scatter the yamen when he saw Feng Shulingshi, who looked inward in front of the door, asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

Feng Shulingshi walked into the lobby and presented the red invitation in his hand, saying, "Eunuch Liu's mansion sent someone to send the invitation."

The fiftieth birthday of the eunuch Liu, the eunuch Liu, was a major event in June of the Yongchang imperial capital. The emperor gave him five days off and wrote the word "安" in person, allowing Eunuch Liu to hold a birthday banquet at home. Fuxingfang, near the inner palace, was given three places by the imperial palace, and even many princes and nobles could not buy treasure land.

Who doesn't know that Eunuch Liu is a close friend around you, and who doesn't want to use the name of birthday celebration to get close to you, and can get a few words from Eunuch Liu, and turn bad luck into good fortune and bring good fortune. Princes and nobles sent people to send gifts early, and officials from all government offices in Beijing tried every means to give gifts. Officials from various states sent people to the capital to send birthday gifts since May. All gods and immortals used their own methods to buy novel birthday gifts to please Eunuch Liu.

Liu's mansion held Zhiweilou to entertain guests and friends who celebrated the birthday, but everyone's mind was not on Zhiweilou. Everyone's eyes were staring at Liu's mansion. Eunuch Liu held thirty-six tables at his house, and it was the real face to be able to go to Liu's mansion to have a cup of birthday wine. Thirty-six tables, who is a well-known figure in the capital, who can be ranked among them, has become a symbol of status and status invisibly.

There is basically no need to think about getting the invitation sent by Eunuch Liu. Officials under the fourth rank are basically not allowed to think about it. Shangshu Guo took the invitation from Feng Shulingshi and smiled red. Generally speaking, there are only two people in each of the six ministries and nine ministers, and at least one person has this honor.

The first one was his own, and Guo Shangshu gently put it aside, and the second one was Wang Kefu, who was born in the Wang family, had a prominent background, and was an official under the fourth rank. This was also a matter of course. Wang Kefu took the invitation with a reserved attitude, with a smug smile on his face.

"Eunuch Liu is very fond of my Ministry of Rites, so he actually sent someone to send three invitations. I wonder which colleague is so honored?" Guo Shangshu picked up the third invitation and said with a smile. The four doctors on the left sat upright and cast a hot look.

"Jiang Anyi, Jiang Yuanwailang." Guo Shangshu said in surprise, and everyone turned their suspicious eyes to Jiang Anyi. Wang Kefu widened his eyes in shock and looked at the invitation in Shangshu Guo. Could it be that Guo Shangshu was blurred and misread? It was exactly the three words Jiang Anyi.

Looking at the stunned look on everyone's face, Jiang Anyi felt like drinking a glass of iced sour plum juice. He had only met Eunuch Liu once, and he didn't know why Eunuch Liu invited him, but he didn't prevent him from letting out a heavy breath.

After taking the big red invitation from Shangshu Guo, Jiang Anyi bowed and left, leaving behind a room of colleagues looking at each other, each considering gains and losses.

When he left the lobby, a strong wind blew, and the body was cool. Sand and leaves flew in the courtyard of the Ministry of Rites. Jiang Anyi looked up at the sky. The dark clouds were covered with heavy rain.
Chapter completed!