On the Mid-Autumn Festival, according to the custom, the emperor will hold a banquet in Linde Hall, and all officials of the fifth rank or above in the court can attend. After the prince entered the Eastern Palace, the Eastern Palace held a banquet by himself. The prince toasted three cups and returned to the Eastern Palace. The banquet was hosted by the ministers of the Eastern Palace. However, in the past two years, some officials who were close to the Prince were allowed to stay and stay by themselves. Many people finished drinking in Linde Hall and rushed to the Eastern Palace for a banquet.

There are thousands of officials in the capital. After all, there are a few who can attend the night banquet of Linde Hall and the night banquet of the East Palace, not to mention those literati without officials. This makes the Mid-Autumn Festival Ceremony of the Biyi Garden of Chu'an Palace, which started three years ago, attracting attention, and many people are proud to be able to attend the meeting.

The Biyi Garden of Chu'an Palace often holds various literary gatherings and elegant gatherings, and often produces popular poems and songs. Many people became famous and became famous in the capital. Some of them were even more lucky to be appreciated by Chu'an and recommended to the court as an official, and they rose to prominence. Zhao'ao, Wen Xuanling and others were lucky people who were talked about by everyone.

The Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Festival in Biyi Garden is set at noon. At the beginning of Si, Pan Heyi changed into an old blue shirt and rode a ox cart to the Chuan Prince's Mansion. The journey from Datongfang to the royal palace is quite long. The gifts Pan Heyi received these days are enough for him to transfer to a more high-end carriage, but Pan Heyi knew that he had to work hard to maintain the image of poverty and humbleness, and perhaps he could make a little change after marrying a wealthy family.

In the car, Pan Heyi closed his eyes and rested, thinking about what happened during this period in his mind. The most worried thing was that Jiang Anyi turned against him and went to the emperor to explain that the policy of replacing the land rent into silver, money, and Lumi was plagiarized. Pan Heyi thought that even if King An of Chu helped him, he might end up ruining his reputation.

After half a month of panic, he was worried that Jiang Anyi would come to settle the score with him every day, but he was safe and had nothing to do. He came to Jiang Anyi's official government in the yamen to report the matter. Jiang Anyi looked as usual, and Pan Heyi gradually felt relieved. It seemed that Jiang Anyi did not intend to make trouble with him.

After careful consideration, Pan Heyi came to a conclusion that cleaning up the field is of great importance, and Jiang Anyi did not want to take the risk of offending officials all over the world. He stood up and took responsibility for him, and each of them took the need. In this way, he also helped Jiang Anyi.

To comfort himself like this, Pan Heyi decided to test it. On the tenth day of August, he bought mooncakes and went to Jiang Mansion to apologize. Jiang Anyi had great martial arts skills and so many assassins died at his hands. If he got angry, wouldn’t he have a life or not?

Uneasy, Pan Heyi invited some friends he had recently met to go with him, but was blocked by Li Laigao. It was expected that Li Laigao turned against him, but fortunately he did not say the memorial. Although he was humiliated on this trip, he won a good reputation for enduring humiliation for himself. Pan Heyi smiled proudly, and what was it that he was scolded. After this, he finally calmed down.

The noise came into the car, and Pan Heyi did not lift up the curtains to watch. It was calculated that the time should be at Changlefang. There were many people who came to the royal palace to look for opportunities at today's grand event, and less than 30% of them could enter the royal palace. Many remaining literati and poets called their friends to wander outside the royal palace, looking for opportunities to enter the royal palace.

Pan Heyi sighed in his heart that when he was in the Taifu Temple Shulingshi, he had also visited the door of the Chuan Prince's Mansion to look for opportunities. He looked at the lucky ones who had climbed the steps and entered the mansion with many scholars, hoping to meet friends he knew and bring himself into the mansion. Times have changed, and now he can straighten his chest and walk into the mansion with a swagger. It seems that he has done his best to express his memorials.

The ox cart stopped, and the handlebars shouted outside, "Master, the front is blocked so much, the small one can only send you here."

Pan Heyi got out of the car and saw that the carriage and horses in front were as slow as an ant. The ox cart he was riding was very conspicuous among the luxury cars. After paying the money, Pan Heyi walked forward in the car. The people he knew along the way came forward to greet him and flattered him. Everyone knew that Pan Heyi was now a celebrity in the Chuan Palace and hoped to get help from him to enter the palace.

Pan Heyi smiled faintly, and was making a quiet and quiet noise. After half a stick of incense was gone, he had already gathered by a arrow from the palace.

He stood firm and bowed to everyone. Pan Heyi stepped onto the steps. The nine steps gave Pan Heyi a sense of floating upwards. The envious eyes from around him made him feel comfortable, and he couldn't help laughing proudly. Slow down, Pan Heyi calmed his mind, pressed his joy back into his heart, and stood in front of the door of the mansion with a solemn look on his face.

Ding Chu told him that the lord who had made things difficult for him was demoted to the fiefdom of Fangzhou. When the lord saw him, he took two steps and bowed to salute, and said with a smile, "Mr. Pan, please let me tell you that if you come, go to his official office first, and a few friends will introduce you."

As a wealthy family, no one is clear-minded, not to mention that Pan Heyi often goes to the royal palace during this period and calls his brother and brother to Lord Ding in the mansion. In the eyes of the monks, Pan Heyi's old blue shirt is obviously more luxurious than others' silk shirts.

Pan Heyi nodded proudly and said with a smile, "I have a good time to serve you, there are many visitors today, so I will keep your heart."

Before Cheng Yan's remarks were heard, Pan Heyi walked into the mansion. There were many guests in the Chuan Palace, and from time to time we met friends who were visiting and watching the scenery on the corridor. Pan Heyi greeted people with a spring breeze, and made new friends and never forgot old friends. If you want to be like a fish in the officialdom, the more friends the better.

There was laughter and joy in Ding Chu's official hall. Seeing Pan Heyi coming in, Ding Chu smiled and stood up and introduced, "Everyone, this is what I call Pan Heyi's Pan Office Order. The "Shuo of Requesting to Dismissal of the Work" was written by him."

Pan Heyi bowed and saluted to the people. The people did not get up, but just smiled and nodded at Pan Heyi. Ding Chu pointed to the thirty-year-old Wenshi on the left and said, "This is Bao Liming, a member of the Ministry of Works (resented from the Dianke Office), and this gentleman is the top scholar in the first year of Jianwu. Pan Xiandi wants to participate in the imperial examination next year, so you might as well ask him for help."

Pan Heyi quickly bowed and said, "I have heard of Bao Zhuangsheng's name for a long time. If I could get some advice from Master Bao, it would be Pan's blessing."

Bao Liming smiled faintly and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

"Pan Xiandi must have heard of this poem. 'I heard the song and realized that someone came.' Only when the poems in Beijing were all known, I was temporarily in Shanglin's office. The prince liked his poems the most. Today, the Mid-Autumn Festival event will be held, and the master will be published again."

Pan Heyi smiled and said, "I have admired Brother Fang for a long time. I can recite the poems of Brother Fang. I am lucky to have the fate to know Jing today."

Fang Zhiyi looked at Pan Zhiyi and said indifferently, "How can you get the poems and lyrics as a poem about Pan Sheng's "Ask for Dismissal of the Fields" and it is praised by the prince. Today's literary meeting will be far better than Fang."

Pan Heyi heard the sour meaning from his words and immediately understood Fang Zhiyi's mentality. He was born in Tanhualang and endured hard.

It took several years to fulfill the order of Shanglin, and I was just a juren. With a memorial, I was at the same level as him, and I was very likely to surpass him in the future. Why didn’t Fang Zhiyi feel uncomfortable?

If he pretended not to know the meaning, Pan Heyi listened to Ding Chu's introduction of the middle-aged scholar, "Ji Gong Ji Ruishan, a famous scholar in Fangzhou, is now the head of the school in the Fangzhou King's Mansion."

Ji Ruishan stood up and smiled and said, "Young people are terrifying. I have read the article "A Memorial on Refusing to Stop a Job" and I am truly a good plan for governing the Job and Land. Pan Sheng has seen a great person and a pillar of the country."

Pan Heyi sat down with a humble smile and listened to Ding Chu and his men talking loudly. He occasionally said a few words, and would never overturn the main character. He wandered outside the door and now he became a guest. Pan Heyi was in a stir. These people in front of him were all famous scholars, top scholars, and Tanhualang in the capital. They were unattainable characters for a juren. He could sit down and talk and laugh with them, and his identity had quietly changed.

Pan Heyi picked up the teacup and took a sip, and gently spit out a sip of the tea fragrance. The family members, the ministers and officials of the department, who were with him, may become ministers, young officials, and then ministers and ministers in the future. Don’t deceive the young man and poor. Pan Heyi looked like Jiang Anyi in front of him. I can do what he can do, and I can do better than him.

The attendants outside the door invited Ding Chu and others to go to the meeting. Ding Chu brought everyone to Chunyun Hall. There were as many as 300 literati and scholars coming today. Only the square outside Chunyun Hall could accommodate so many tables and chairs. When Ding Chu arrived, there were already people outside Chunyun Hall. Seeing that many people stood up and greeted Ding Chu responded with a smile, introducing Pan Heyi beside everyone. For a time, Pan Heyi became the attention of everyone.

With Ding Chu, Pan Anyi sat in front. Ding Chu turned his head and said in a low voice, "I told you two days ago that the prince intends to praise you in front of everyone today, are you ready."

Pan Heyi said gratefully, "Don't worry, Brother Ding, I will definitely not disappoint Brother Ding."

When King An of Chu arrived, the Mid-Autumn Festival Works of Biyi Garden was performed according to the arranged script. Pan Heyi sang a good show in front of everyone. Their "Cold dew is silently wet the osmanthus, I don't know whose autumn thoughts fall" was sung at the dinner, which won the style of Fang Zhiyi. The fragrance of osmanthus is mellow, and Pan Heyi is drunk.

The night banquet in Linde Hall kicked off with the song and dance of "When will the bright moon come?" The monarch and minister raised their glasses to perform a peaceful and prosperous era. After the prince gave the emperor a drink, he toasted Kong Xiang and Ma Xiang again, and then raised his glass to greet the civil and military ministers who attended the banquet and retreated back to the East Palace.

Jiang Anyi sat in the middle of the left, thinking that he would go home to reunite with his wife and children after two quarters of an hour. As for the invitation from the Eastern Palace, he was no longer an official from the Eastern Palace. If his name was not correct, he would be dissatisfied, and he would not be disgusted.

Shi Fangzhen was very excited and said with a smile, "Why are there no poems on this good night? Who can write good poems? I have a lot of rewards. Jiang Anyi, you are not allowed to take action today."

The ministers were excited. Who could sit here was not a well-educated person. He was a good show for reciting poems and essays. Jiang Anyi was a cixian. If he took action, everyone would be at a disadvantage. But if he said that Jiang Anyi would not be allowed to write poems, the limelight might fall into his own home.

Just as everyone was scratching their heads and thinking hard, an eunuch rushed into the hall and shouted loudly, "Zhenbei Daying urgently reported that the Beimo Desert has launched a large-scale invasion of the south."
Chapter completed!