A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

The six official offices of the former dynasty were built on both sides of the main gate of the imperial palace. They were originally intended to facilitate the work of various departments to advance to the dynasty. Unexpectedly, a grumpy prince suddenly forced the palace to kill the six officials. After that, the emperor learned the lesson and scattered the six yamen outside the palace to form a guard.

The official office of the Ministry of Rites is now built on the streets outside the southern wall of the palace, and the neighbor next door is the Hanlinyuan, which is poorer than them.

The best in the government office is the household department, and even the stone lions at the door are more stylish than other departments. Even so, at every meeting of the dynasty, Hubu Shangshu wailed and cried out, simply shameless.

It was getting colder and colder, and officials of the Ministry of Etiquette gathered around the brazier and shook their hands to deal with political affairs.

"It's foggy and cold today, and His Royal Highness Chen Wang probably won't come."

"It seems that you haven't seen the people from the Chen Palace come here for a fake?"

There is a hand warmer on Ming Jingzhou's lap, which his daughter specially gave him before he went out. Listening to the small talk of his colleagues, he shook the file in his hand and took a pen to make a note in the footer.

"Master Ming, do you know?"

Ming Jingzhou glanced at the speaker and said with a smile: "Master Wang is joking, Master Shang Shu doesn't know it yet. As a minister, Ming is naturally even more unclear."

The questioner laughed meaninglessly. Who doesn't know how Ming Jingzhou's title came from?

According to the old rule, only the queen's father is eligible to be knighted by in-laws. Wang Chen was not even the prince, so his majesty appointed his future father-in-law to be a nobleman, almost putting his eccentricity on the bright side.

"Everyone came early." Wang Chen walked into the room, took off his cloak and handed it to Changsui: "This king seems to have heard an adult mention this king, I don't know what's the matter?"

"Farewell to your Royal Highness." All the officials stood up and saluted Wang Chen.

"Masters, don't have to be polite." Wang Chen walked to Ming Jingzhou and raised his arm: "This king still has some unclear questions, so please ask the adults to teach me."

"His Royal Highness is polite." Ming Jingzhou looked at Wang Chen in a gorgeous brocade robe, and turned around and picked up the file that had been remarked on the table: "If there is nothing wrong with your Highness at the moment, please take these and memorize them proficiently. Weichen believes, With His Highness's ingenuity, he will surely learn all the contents quickly."

"Master Lao Ming." Wang Chen took the file and turned back to the office room specially prepared for him by the Ministry of Rites.

"Master Ming, what did you tell His Royal Highness Chen Wang to recite?" After Wang Chen left, the familiar official asked more.

"The tenth imperial examination questions, the first-class list, the list of envoys from various countries in the past two decades and the list of important gifts." Ming Jingzhou smiled and said: "The affairs of the Ministry of Etiquette are trivial and complicated. Your Royal Highness should start to understand everything in the world. Although it is always changing, it is always the same. As long as you clarify the beginning, things will be much easier in the future."

Other officials: "..."

Is Ming Jingzhou really the future father-in-law of the king of Chen, rather than the enemy?

The imperial court has publicized the list of the past exam questions and follow-up scholars. Besides wasting time, what is the use of memorizing it?

No wonder he turned over the dusty dossier early this morning, and he was waiting for King Chen here.

It is indeed the Ming family who would rather be sent to the frontier than to succumb.

Wang Chen waited for the Ministry of Rites to return to the palace. Looking at the files and painting tubes on the table, he leaned lazily on the soft couch and said to the nearby eunuch: "Fugui, get the paintings."

Fukui carefully opened the lid of the painting tube, took out the painting, untied the tether on the painting scroll, and opened the painting.

After taking a look at the painting, Wang Chen's eyes widened, unconsciously sitting upright, and beckoning to Fugui: "Take the painting closer."

"His Royal Highness, there is a problem with this painting?" Fugui poked his head over, wanting to see what was painted.

"Close your eyes." Wang Chen stood up and took the painting into his hands: "You go out first, and this king wants to enjoy the painting alone."

Fugui closed his eyes: "His Royal Highness, the little one will make you hot tea."

"Go." Putting the painting on the table, Wang Chen frowned and looked at the painting.

What is this picture of...?

Where are the koi?

Where is Lian?

Picking up the scroll and looking at it sideways, I can barely recognize the ink ball in the middle of the painting, which may be a chubby carp.

Recalling the little girl's red nose and sparkling eyes, Wang Chen sighed and put away the painting: "Come here, get the painting box."

When the next person fetched the painting box, he put the painting in the box and locked it.

"Miss Ming...excellent painting skills, this king loves it so much." King Chen collected the key, "Other people in the house, etc., don't move."

"Yes." The attendants looked at the wooden box in awe, wondering how amazing the future princess's painting skills would be, so that his Royal Highness would respect it so much.

After putting away the picture scroll, Wang Chen remembered the file he had forgotten for a long time. Picking up the dossier casually, he leaned on the soft couch again and opened the dossier.

Topics of the tenth imperial examinations and the top one list?

Turning two pages carelessly, Chen Wang was not surprised by Ming Jingzhou's perfunctory attitude. Faster to turn over a few times, and when he was about to throw the file aside, he noticed the small print in the corner.

The main thrust of the first-class Jinshi policy theory.

Li En, Zhou Rui, Ming Jinghai, Ming Zengsheng, Zhao Boxhen, Sun Yong, Lin Zhongling, Chen Zhixing...

Counting down this list, the names of most of the most important ministers in the DPRK and China are in it.

After reading Ming Jingzhou's comments on the main themes of several important ministers' answers to the imperial examinations, Chen Wang's hand holding the dossier became tighter and tighter, and he didn't even notice that the sky was dark outside the window.

"His Royal Highness." Fugui lit the candlestick in the house. Seeing that the prince looked serious, he asked anxiously: "It's getting late, you haven't eaten yet."

"I see." Wang Chen looked at the flames shining on the candlestick: "Set a meal."

At the dinner table, Jiuzhu scooped out a bowl of soup for Ming Jingzhou: "Father, please have soup."

The hot soup exudes a faint medicinal taste, which is Ming Jingzhou's least favorite taste.

The soup that the daughter scooped, no matter how bad it was, she had to bite her teeth and drink it.

Seeing Ming Jingzhou drank the soup obediently, Shen smiled with satisfaction: "The weather is getting colder recently. I have asked you to make a few new jackets for you. They are warm and light. They are worn in official robes and watch Nothing, come forward tomorrow, remember to replace it."

"Don't worry, Madam, the charcoal regulations of the Rites Department are quite sufficient these days, and they won't freeze me." Since Wang Chen came down to the Ceremony Department, not only the charcoal routines are better than in the past, but the tea and the ingredients in the chef's kitchen are more exquisite than in the past.

"By the way, Mingyue Palace sent someone here this afternoon to explain that I will take Jiuzhu into the palace to speak with the imperial concubine in the morning." Shen added another two spoons of soup to Ming Jingzhou: "I agree."

Ming Jingzhou picked up a bowl of bitter hatred and drank it: "I heard that Concubine Su likes jade, and there is a Qiongzhi jade ornament in the storeroom. Tomorrow I will let Jiuzhu bring it to the empress, lest such good things fall in the storehouse. Dust in the middle."

Shen glanced at his daughter, smiled and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Jiuzhu looked at the two of them, and he had listened to their conversation without a word. Why did they still think their smiles were unpredictable? Could this be the wisdom of the elders?

"His Royal Highness, after the King Chen arrived at the Ministry of Rites, all the officials were more than polite and not close enough, and no one dared to have intimacy with him."

"What is Ming Jingzhou's attitude?" Qi Wang Junmei's face was expressionless under the candlelight.

"He only gave Chen Wang a copy of the previous imperial examination questions and a list of Jinshi, for Wang Chen to memorize. The attitude is very perfunctory, he is very indifferent to Wang Chen, and even has the meaning of making things difficult." The counselor said: "Ming Jingzhou is only doing this. I am afraid that I will treat my daughter as an abandoned son, and completely ignore what kind of treatment her daughter will be treated when she marries in the Chen Palace in the future."

"Really?" Wang Qi turned over the Buddhist scriptures in his hands: "If this is the case, why does Concubine Su want to win Ming Jiuzhu?"

"Su Guifei always dotes on King Chen, thinking that all parents in the world treat their children like this." The counselor said with irony: "Now your Majesty has given Ming Jingzhou the title of knight, but he doesn't want to sell women for glory and flattery among the literati. The concubine’s notoriety makes it impossible to help the King Chen."

"Is he not afraid to offend Father Father?" Wang Qi closed the scriptures, got up, picked up the scissors, and cut off a section of the wick.

"His Majesty may have forgotten it. Sixteen years ago, the three Ming family brothers were sent to the frontier to suffer hardships for your majesty." The counselor explained: "Your Majesty benevolence, even if you are dissatisfied with Ming Jingzhou because of these things, they will not add too much. Blame him."

"So even if the Ming family doesn't support King Chen, only a daughter will be sacrificed." The counselor smiled: "What I got is countless good names."

Wang Qi thought of the innocent Ming girl who was laughing innocently. He put down the scissors and lowered his eyelids slightly: "Yeah."

Pity.

"Niang Niang." Jiuzhu looked at the thick stack of scriptures on the table: "Do you like copying scriptures?"

"Miss Ming, these are not copied by the empress." XiangJian brought tea into the house: "It's all the other empresses in the palace who are grateful for the benevolence of God.

Jiuzhu was stunned, and the ladies in the palace really respected God.

"If it weren't for you to come today, they will also come to copy today."

"I am grateful to God, how can the courtiers influence the major affairs of the ladies?" Jiuzhu said to Concubine Su Gui: "Mother, let the other ladies continue to copy, and the courtiers will accompany you by the side."

"Since Jiuzhu said so, then do what she wants." Concubine Su Gui said with a smile: "Our family Jiuzhu is really sensible and considerate. I blame my palace for not being thoughtful enough."

"Don't blame the empress." Jiuzhu shook his head quickly: "It's the court lady who came by accident."

"What's wrong." Concubine Su nodded Jiuzhu's forehead: "It's a coincidence. I'll take you to see other empresses copying scriptures later."

"Will it bother the girls?"

"They copy with all their hearts, so how can they be disturbed by foreign objects?" Concubine Su raised her eyebrows: "Unless they are not sincere."

In the Jingxin Hall, concubines were quietly copying scriptures, and footsteps and voices came from outside the window.

"The imperial concubine." Jiuzhu lowered her voice: "The ladies are copying so seriously."

Concubine Su Gui chuckles: "Maybe it's because of sincerity?"

"Before you copy the scriptures, did you have three pillars of fragrance in front of the gods?" Jiuzhu whispered: "If the incense is not lit, what if God cannot hear their sincerity?"

"Jiuzhu's reminder makes sense." Concubine Su sighed: "Come here, bring the best incense in this palace, let the ladies clean their hands and light the incense, and re-copy today's scriptures. Make sure that God feels their sincerity. ."

Jiuzhu held her face and looked at Concubine Su with gleaming eyes.

The empress is so kind and considerate. In order to let God hear her sincerity, she even took out her best incense.

Concubines who are copying scriptures: "..."

Can the two women standing outside do something that people do?