In the afternoon, Zhu Ping'an finished eating the meat buns sent by the future Empress Dowager Li, and a light rain began to fall outside the window, and then the east wind gradually rose, sweeping the raindrops and hitting the window edge, and then the rain became heavier and heavier, and the clouds were like smoke, and the dense rain was like hemp.

In the heavy rain, Zhu Ping'an received an invitation, which was sent to Yuwang's Mansion by Xu Jie.

"Si Ri set up a good day, Wu Huan Zhongtian ......"

The invitation sent by Master Xu, after Zhu Ping'an received the invitation, he opened it curiously and watched it.

When people reach half a hundred, prepare wine to celebrate their birthday.

Today is Mrs. Xu Jie's fiftieth birthday, and she invited herself and other protégés to the mansion to eat longevity noodles.

Shi Niang's fiftieth birthday, of course, I have to go to celebrate my birthday.

After reading the invitation, Zhu Ping'an respectfully received the invitation in his sleeve, and said to the person who sent the invitation, "Please go back to Master Xu, the students will go on time after they are released, and I hope that Master Xu will not be bothered by the students." ”

"The little one must bring the words of the adult."

The person who sent the invitation replied respectfully, and then said goodbye and left, he also went to send the invitation to Zhang Juzheng and others in the Hanlin Academy.

When the government was released, the heavy rain outside did not decrease at all, and the dense rain was like hemp, intertwining the heavens and the earth. Zhu Ping'an was wearing a robe, and accompanied by Liu Dadao, rode a horse to the mansion of the master Xu Jie.

"Haha, Zihou, you are a little late today, Zhongfang (Yang Jisheng, Zhongfang) and Uncle (Zhang Juzheng, Uncle Zheng) have arrived early."

Xu Fan, the eldest son of the Xu Mansion, greeted the guests in front of the door, and after seeing Zhu Ping'an, he greeted him with a smile and quipped.

"Hehe, brother. It's too late for peace, and you will definitely punish yourself with three cups later. Zhu Ping'an replied with a smile.

"Okay, this is what you said, I'll check it later." Xu Fan smiled and patted Zhu Ping'an's shoulder, and pushed Zhu Ping'an into the courtyard, "The old man asked me to welcome guests here, I won't send you, anyway, you are familiar with the family." ”

After Xu Fan pushed Zhu Ping'an into the courtyard, he turned to Liu Dadao and smiled, "Dadao, there is a banquet in the guest courtyard, you can also go in." ”

The banquet in the guest house is specially prepared for servants like Liu Dadao.

"Thank you, young master."

Liu Dadao has been with Zhu Ping'an several times, and he is also familiar with Xu Fan, so he is naturally not polite, smiled and thanked Xu Fan, and then handed over the horse to the subordinates of the Xu Mansion and followed into the Xu Mansion.

After Zhu Ping'an entered the banquet scene, he found that he was indeed late, and many people had already arrived, such as Yang Jisheng and Zhang Juzheng and others.

The birthday banquet of Xufu is arranged according to the ancient rites, and the meal system is adopted. There were two tables and chairs in the middle for Xu Jie and his wife to sit on, and fifteen tables were placed on each side. The seat has been sitting for eighty years.

"Zihou, here, here."

"Zihou here."

Zhu Ping'an heard two familiar calls before he entered the scene, and when he looked up, he saw Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen waving to Zhu Ping'an. The two sat in the back position, just blocked by the pillar, so Zhu Ping'an didn't see it for the first time, and the two got up and waved, and Zhu Ping'an saw the two.

The two of them had already taken a seat for Zhu Ping'an, just in front of the two.

"Ziwei, Wensheng." Zhu Ping'an walked over with a smile and sat in the position occupied by the two of them.

"Why didn't you ask me to come along?" Zhu Ping'an asked after sitting down.

"Didn't we hear that you were summoned by the Holy Lord to Xiyuan Zhaijiao, and thought that you would come back with the teacher today." Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen explained with a smile, "Otherwise, we would have gone to Yuwang's Mansion to find you a long time ago." ”

"Well, forgive you." Zhu Ping'an said with a smile.

"Zihou, stop. You forgive us, we haven't forgiven you yet, since you have already returned from Xiyuan, why don't you stop by to find us. Zhang Siwei knocked on Zhu Ping'an's table, with a posture of asking for guilt.

"Well, my head hurts a little ......" Zhu Ping'an touched his forehead with a painful expression.

"What's wrong, Zihou?" Wang Shizhen asked with concern.

"What happened at noon, I seem to have lost my manners, my brain is blank, and I have a headache when I think about it......," Zhu Ping'an said with an innocent face.

"Poof...... Zihou, your excuse is too hard......" Wang Shizhen couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Siwei looked at Zhu Ping'an speechlessly, crying and laughing.

"Okay, I admit my mistake, and I'll punish myself with three cups of amends." Zhu Ping'an said with a hippie smile.

"Come on, it's enough for you to have this heart. With the amount of alcohol you have, three glasses of wine will be in your stomach, and it is estimated that Wen Sheng and I will have to carry you home. Zhang Siwei rolled his eyes, not optimistic about Zhu Ping'an's alcohol consumption at all.

"That's it, Zihou, your alcohol consumption is now known to everyone. If you want to make amends sincerely, you might as well write two couplets and send them to me and Ziwei. Wang Shizhen continued.

"Hey, yes, Wensheng's proposal is good, Zihou, we have heard of the couplet when you were fasting Jiao today. The couplet you have written to us for your sins can only be exceeded, not excessive. ”

Zhang Siwei raised his hands in agreement with Wang Shizhen's proposal, and demanded that Zhu Ping'an's couplet be better than the one written by Zhai Jiao to Emperor Jiajing.

"Yes."

Zhu Ping'an responded with a smile, and he, who has a history of hundreds of years ahead, said that he had no pressure.

When Zhu Ping'an, Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen were laughing and talking, Zhang Juzheng, who was sitting in the front row, was also chatting with Yang Jisheng. Both of them are the same batch of jinshi, and they both sit relatively in the front position, one in front of the other and one in the back.

At the moment, the two are chatting.

However, compared to Zhang Juzheng's smile, Yang Jisheng is much colder, to be precise, lukewarm, and does not like to deal with Zhang Juzheng.

"Brother Jiuwen learned music rhythm with Master Han Bangqi Han, the secretary of Nanjing, and learned the essence of it, and even made the twelve rhythms by himself, and the sound was extremely beautiful when playing. Today coincides with my wife's birthday, and I don't know if Ju Zheng is fortunate enough to hear the music of his young brother. Zhang Juzheng leaned slightly and said to Yang Jisheng with a smile.

"Unfortunately, Sheng Zheng is fasting and is not allowed to entertain." Yang Jisheng replied lukewarmly and categorically refused.

"Oh, that's Juzheng's lack of ears."

Zhang Juzheng was not surprised by Yang Jisheng's refusal at all, he knew that after Yang Jisheng's visit yesterday, he was very disappointed in himself, and felt that he was a cowardly and fearful, reluctant, and stealing a soft egg, and he was not a person all the way, so it was normal to sneer at himself.

"Besides, the music and rhythm are all the way, the small road is also, the uncle is big, the national weapon is also, how can the talent of the national weapon be delayed in the small road, will it not damage the name of the national weapon, and there will be a stain on the body of the national weapon. Uncle Nian, you should cherish yourself for the country, and avoid disasters and avoid this trail. ”

Yang Jisheng's words were full of mockery, and after finishing speaking, he picked up the teacup and drank tea by himself, and no longer paid attention to Zhang Juzheng.

Serve tea to guests.

The ridicule and alienation were so obvious that for a while, Zhang Juzheng was speechless, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

But

Inside

Zhang Juzheng was happy, Yang Jisheng was too dangerous, and he just wanted to draw a line with Yang Jisheng. (https:)

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