In June, the Yongchang Emperor's capital became unusually hot, and the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites was like a big steamer, stuffy and hot.

The main hall of the Ministry of Rites is deep and wide, and there is a table in the middle, and Guo Shangshu sits safely behind the table. There is a chair on the left, which is the position of Wang Kefu, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites. Behind the two of them were two ice trays, which exuded coolness and drove away the heat.

There are two rows of chairs on the left and right, Da Zheng respects the left, and the left side sits on the Lang of the four genera, the Rite Department, the Ancestral Department, the Catering Department, and the Host and Guest Rite Department, and the right side is the Wai Lang of the Four Departments, with red on the left and green on the right, and the path is distinct. Jiang Anyi sat at the end of the right side, the back of the green official robe was already soaked, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to his body.

Today, Guo Shangshu discussed the matter of receiving the second prince of the Northern Desert into Beijing to marry his relatives, and the Son of Heaven has issued an order to order Guanglu Temple to send people to the border to greet him, and the Ministry of Rites will arrange ceremonial meals. Jiang Anyi is a member of the catering department, so naturally he can't get away with it.

Everyone in the audience was in full swing, and everyone seemed to forget Jiang Anyi aside, and no one paid attention to him. When Guo Shangshu arranged the affairs of the catering department, Liu Langzhong responded by himself and did not discuss with Jiang Anyi.

The weather was already hot, Jiang Anyi felt more and more irritable, his heart was like a fire, his mouth was dry, he was sweating profusely, and he was scrupulous in officialdom etiquette, so it was difficult to wipe it.

Wang Kefu glanced at Jiang Anyi with a gloomy face from time to time, and said with a sneer: "Jiang Yuanwailang, it's just for you to do some small things, don't be in a hurry and sweat profusely." ”

There was a lot of laughter in the room, and Guo Shangshu laughed with a smile: "Anyi, your heart is calm and naturally cool, you are still young and angry." ”

Guo Congshi has something to say, everyone present knows it, and the supervisor Liu Langzhong sneered: "Young people are full of anger, beware of burning flowers and plants, if the fire is big, it may burn themselves, and it will be useless to shed more tears at that time." ”

The crowd laughed again. Jiang Anyi's face was flushed with anger, and he really wanted to shoot the case, explain the true image of Zichen Palace, and then tell everyone what the emperor of the imperial study appreciated. However, Jiang Anyi remembered that Gonggong Liu had warned himself to be cautious when he sent him out of the palace, and Master Yu also made a special trip to tell him that Huan Haifu was heavy in the word "forbearance", and he endured the anger for a while and waited for later.

Picking up the tea and pouring it violently, Jiang Anyi bowed his head and was silent, thinking hatefully in his heart, saying that the hero is terrifying, and see who has the last laugh.

Deng Huaisu was also born in Zechang Academy, and when he saw Jiang Anyi being humiliated, he couldn't help but feel a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

For this junior, Deng Huaisu was faintly jealous, jealous of Jiang Anyi's three yuan and the first, the name of the word is far away, and he is an official residence member before the age of twenty. He was born in the second class, and he has worked hard for nearly 20 years before he is just a man from the fifth grade, according to the normal situation, Jiang Anyi will be able to gently step through this step after three or five years. has always been a leader in Zechang Academy, but compared with Jiang Anyi, it is really overshadowed.

Deng Huaisu coughed and said: "Zhu Gong, Jiang Yuan Wailang is also dedicated to the country, even if he is a little Meng Lang when he is young, Zhu Gong is a senior, so he can give more guidance, why be sneering." ”

Jiang Anyi glanced at this senior brother, after coming to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites, he did not have much contact with Deng Huaisu, only met occasionally, and said a few words briefly. At this moment, seeing that the senior brother came out to support himself, Jiang Anyi was grateful.

Deng Huaisu came out to fight unevenly, which reminded Guo Congshi that Jiang Anyi was born in Zechang and was discharged from the hospital, and then thought that Jiang Anyi was a student of Fan Yanzhong and Yu Zhijie, and this young man can be regarded as strong in the background. Although the Son of Heaven does not like it at the moment, in the thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, who can tell the future of the future, it is better to have a good fate.

Thinking of this, Guo Congshi smiled and said with a calm face: "What Deng Lang said is extremely true. Jiang Yuanwailang has the courage to do things, not afraid of difficulties, which is exactly what our generation should learn, and you should be presumptuous. ”

Wang Kefu secretly ridiculed in his heart, this old fox, you have said all the good and bad things, no wonder it is called "Guo Xiaohu".

Seeing that noon was approaching, Guo Congshi said a few more words, and was about to disperse, when he saw Feng Shuling Shi in front of the door, he looked in, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?" ”

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

Bingli eunuch Liu Gonggong's 50th birthday, is the Yongchang imperial capital in June, the Son of Heaven gave five days off, personally wrote the word "longevity", authorized Liu Gonggong to organize a birthday banquet at home. Fuxing Fang, close to the location of the inner palace, the three mansions given by the emperor, how many princes and nobles can not buy treasure land.

Who doesn't know that Father-in-law Liu is a neighbor around him, and who doesn't want to use the name of birthday celebration to put on a close, so that Father-in-law Liu can pull out a piece of words, and he can turn evil into good fortune and be auspicious. The princes and nobles sent people to send gifts early, the officials of the yamen in Beijing tried their best to go to give gifts, and the officials of various states sent people to the capital to give birthday gifts as early as May.

Liu Mansion chartered Zhiwei Building to entertain the guests and friends of the birthday celebration, but everyone's mind was not on Zhiwei Building, and everyone's eyes were staring at Liu Mansion. Father-in-law Liu set up a banquet table of thirty-six tables in his family house, and being able to go to Liu's mansion to drink a cup of longevity wine is the real face. Thirty-six tables, who don't want to occupy a seat in the capital, can be among them, and have invisibly become a symbol of status.

To be able to get the invitation sent by Gonggong Liu, officials below the fourth grade basically don't have to think about it, Guo Shangshu took the invitation from Feng Shulingshi's hand, and smiled with a red face.

The first one is his own, Guo Shangshu gently put it aside, and the second one is Wang Kefu's, who was born in the Wang family, has a prominent background, and is an official under the four products, which is also the proper meaning. Wang Kefu took the invitation reservedly, with a smug smile on his face.

"Father-in-law Liu has a good eye for my Ministry of Rites, and he actually sent someone to send three invitations, I don't know which colleague has this honor?" Guo Shangshu picked up the third invitation and said with a smile. The four Lang Zhong on the left sat up straight and cast hot eyes.

"Jiang Anyi, Jiang Yuanwailang." Guo Shangshu said in surprise, and everyone turned their suspicious eyes to Jiang Anyi. Wang Kefu's eyes widened in shock, and he poked his head to look at the invitation card in Guo Shangshu's hand, could it be that Guo Shangshu was dizzy and misunderstood? It was Jiang Anyi's three words.

Looking at everyone's stunned appearance, Jiang Anyi was like drinking a glass of iced sour plum juice, he had only met Gonggong Liu once, and he didn't know why Gonggong Liu invited him, but it didn't prevent him from spitting out a heavy breath.

After receiving the red invitation from Guo Shangshu, Jiang Anyi bowed and left, leaving a roof of colleagues looking at each other, each thinking about the gains and losses.

Out of the lobby, a strong wind blew, and the body was cold. The sand swirling leaves were flying in the courtyard of the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites, Jiang Anyi looked up at the sky, dark clouds were thick, and heavy rain was coming.