The annual Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet is still a familiar process to Jia Cong.
When it comes to state banquets like this, the Ministry of Etiquette has always followed the old rules and won't make any changes if possible. Although there won't be anything new to impress people, there will definitely not be any big mistakes.
The mountains shout long live, the monarchs and ministers toast, worship the heaven and the earth...
Jia Cong sat down in front of the desk and was cooking rice as fast as a wind, making his colleagues around him envious.
They also want to imitate Jia Cong, but most of them can't bear to do that. Only a limited number of people follow the example and eat food in their mouths...
The silk and bamboo in the hall are melodious, and there is singing and dancing.
The king and his ministers drank and drank together, showing the peaceful and prosperous times.
But Jia Cong knew that this peaceful atmosphere would not last long.
The envoys of the Japanese state had been kept in the cold by the emperor and the Ministry of Rites for a long time. Finally, they took advantage of the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet and followed the envoys of the vassals into the palace to see Tianyan. How could they let go of this opportunity.
Regardless of whether they were military officers or civil servants, except for a few rotten scholars who always talked about sage clouds and benevolence and righteousness, they had been staring at the envoys of the vassal state for a long time.
Regarding the general direction of the conquest of Japanese islands, the Daxia court basically maintained the same agreement, that is, Japanese islands have been an inseparable part of our dynasty since ancient times. The gold and silver mines on Japanese islands must be mined and transported back to the household headquarters of Daxia. Bank.
It involves an annual income of tens of millions of taels of silver. Not to mention Wu Xun, even the Ministry of Rites, which often talks about the prestige of the Celestial Dynasty and the benevolence and righteousness of the country, is drooling at the money brought back from Japan.
At this time, even if the sage Kong was still alive, he would not be able to speak for the Japanese country. What's more, Sage Kong really liked to talk about "Wangyu" to foreigners, hehe~
"Foreign minister Ueno has just ascended to pay homage to the emperor of the above country. The foreign minister, following the order of my king, brings the letter of nationality to the emperor to make the decision for the country below... Well, ah..."
The emperor, who was reminiscing about his sorrows and sweet things with the old saint, seemed to hear someone talking about playing music or something. When he was about to check carefully, he saw a "prawn" lying at the door of the palace, with his body hunched and twitching.
But the originally peaceful hall had become chaotic. A closer look revealed that it was He Yaomin, the Minister of Rites, grabbing the lapel of Wang Ziteng's clothes and starting to struggle with him.
Wang Ziteng was stunned. He had been drinking well when he was suddenly kicked over several cases in front of him. Not only his official robe was soiled, but soft fists flew in front of him...
When he saw the person rushing up clearly, he was even more surprised.
It seems that he is the cheap uncle of Old Man He's darling grandson...
Wang Ziteng wanted to fight back, but he was worried that if he punched him, Daxia would have to change his position as Minister of Etiquette, so he took He Yaomin's fist and was about to ask when He Yaomin winked at him.
The two made eye contact in an instant. Wang Ziteng kicked hard, and He Yaomin nimbly dodged...
The Japanese envoy, who was holding up his credentials and crying in broken Chinese, begging the emperor to make a decision, flew out violently at the beginning of Ueno's rise and hit the threshold of the main hall.
The deputy envoy of Japan and others stared wide-eyed. They were frightened by the fierce Daxia officials.
The Supreme Emperor and the Emperor were still sitting on the Dan Majesty, and the envoys from all countries were watching in the palace. The ministers of Daxia dared to fight with each other at the state banquet.
What's more important is that the one who was beaten was the official envoy of their Japanese country...
Is there any royal law? Is there any law?
laugh!
state banquet? When did the state banquet in Daxia officially end? When was it not that the dishes were flying and the soup was flowing?
Otherwise, why would he eat meat and drink...soup from a large bowl in the first place? If it’s late, you’ll have to go back hungry!
Jia Cong quickly gnawed on the chicken leg in his hand and saw the Japanese deputy envoy getting up angrily and wanting to go out...
"Hey, you dare to show off! It's just you, the iron calf of Lao Niu's family!"
Phew~
The half-eaten chicken drumstick in his hand flew like a sharp sword towards Mr. Habayashi who was sitting next to the envoy. The Black Iron Tower, who was a direct descendant of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, had quick eyesight and quick hands. He directly kicked several cases in front of him to block the flying drumstick. down.
Under the signal from Jia Cong's eyes, the few cases he kicked away unfortunately hit the Japanese deputy envoy.
The calf of the Lao Niu family was really as strong as an ox, and the strength under its feet was incredible. It hit the Japanese deputy envoy hard and knocked him unconscious.
Before the rest of the Japanese delegation could react, Niu Ben shouted loudly and shouted at Jia Cong with a pale face: "Jia Cong, son, you dare to hit me?"
"You're the one I'm beating, what can you do to me? Look at the move...Windmill Fist!"
Jia Cong thought to himself, "Niuduzi Neixiu", and immediately rushed over with fists raised in understanding.
"Don't stand in my way. I will fight the Jia family's children today until death!"
Niu Ben kicked him again, knocking away the Japanese who "just happened" to be in front of him, and went up to get entangled with Jia Cong.
"Master Chi has a super invincible whirlwind kick!"
"Oh, here's the whirlwind kick... look at my soul-chasing scissor kicks!"
The two of them kicked each other, but they themselves had nothing to do with it. They just felt sorry for the Japanese delegation, and the remaining members who were still in shock were quickly kicked out one by one.
"Oh, little calf, how dare you hit my brother!"
Jia Lian shouted loudly, picked up the wine bottle on the table and threw it at the Japanese who was trying to get up from the ground.
Then he rushed to Niu Duzi, who came up to Lao Niu's house to "help", and Jia Rong, Jia Qiang, and Baoyu also rolled up their sleeves and came to "help".
Coupled with the participation of Xue Pan, He Chong, Feng Ziying and others, except for the positions of the governor's office and the Sixth Cabinet, the entire Fengtian Palace was in chaos.
Fang Jingyan, the imperial censor who was responsible for maintaining the order of the main hall, was holding a wine flask and happily hiding behind the pillars to watch the excitement.
All the Japanese in the temple were lying on the ground and fainted, and they could still faintly see the footprints of someone stepping on their faces.
The envoys from the Western countries who attended the Great Summer Palace Banquet for the first time finally recovered from their sluggishness. They dodged the flying bowls and dishes while looking at Lord Dan.
The officials of Daxia are so presumptuous, and their emperor doesn't even care?
Isn’t it said that etiquette is the most important thing in the Eastern Celestial Empire?
Huh? Where is the emperor of Daxia?
…
The brother-in-law was "fighting" with others in Fengtian Palace. As brother-in-law, Liu Xianglian was dutifully escorting the Second Saint to the Huangji Palace of Longshou Palace.
The two saints never thought that they could have a stable meal in Fengtian Palace. When Jia Cong hit someone with a chicken leg, the two supreme saints were escorted by Liu Xianglian and Shi Shiran left the palace with dishes flying everywhere. Banquet scene.
Instead of the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet, there is still the Qiansou Banquet!
The old sage originally planned to show up at Fengtian Hall, so he returned to Huangji Hall to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with the elders and birthday stars who were over seventy years old. Before leaving, he took all his children and grandchildren with him, leaving only the poor prince Liu Hong. Waiting to clean up the mess at Fengtian Hall.
"This old man He is getting smarter and smarter. I had already made arrangements. Those Japanese people couldn't talk at all today, but I didn't expect that he would take action first."
The emperor felt happy when he thought that He Yaomin, who usually spoke of Hu Renyi and etiquette, behaved like this today.
"My son didn't expect He Shangshu to have such a side, but he can understand that the Ministry of Rites is still waiting for the money from Wo Dao to continue to promote the thousand-year plan of compulsory education. He will never allow anyone to destroy this tens of millions of taels per year. Silver’s path to wealth.”
In fact, the emperor had no choice. The Japanese country was still a vassal of Daxia in name, and the suzerain country was now clearly snatching it away. It would be a bit bad to tell it out.
Especially on today's occasion, the envoys from the Western countries are still watching in the palace, but they cannot let the Japanese speak out.
"My son had thought about letting the Japanese disappear in the capital before, but Hong'er said that would be too obvious and he would handle it. I didn't expect it to be such an idea..."
…
The Crown Prince was confused. He glanced at the Ryukyu County Prince Nagyi who was also confused beside him.
Shangyi looked at his fist in confusion: Didn't you tell me to find an opportunity to beat up the Japanese?
Since the Ryukyu Kingdom was merged into Daxia, Shangyi, as the Ryukyu County King conferred by the imperial court, has never been able to find an opportunity to serve the imperial court.
I finally got a chance, but someone stole my chance...
The Fengtian Palace was in chaos, and the flames of war gradually spread to the envoys of various Western countries, such as England and France. Those envoys were all affected, and each of them wore a black eye.
No one was paying attention to the members of the Japanese mission who were lying on the ground. You kicked me and I kicked you, and soon you heard someone exclaiming: "Ah, stop fighting now, people are going to die!"
"Dead person? Who is dead? Oh, Japanese, that's okay, let's continue!"
The dishes were broken on the floor, and the food and soup were all over the hall.
Finally, Liu Hong was reminded by Zhou Jiong, the chief minister of the cabinet, and with a look like he was going to the theater, he shouted angrily: "Stop it all!"
"Stop? I used my feet!"
Niu Ben actually found an opportunity at this time and stepped hard on the calf of the Japanese at his feet.
There was just a click, and the Japanese screamed suddenly, and then fainted completely.
The corner of Jia Cong's mouth twitched, and he shook the food and juice on his sleeves in disgust. He followed the troops and bowed his head in reverence, listening quietly to the prince's lecture.
"As officials of the imperial court, how can you behave in a dignified manner at a state banquet by engaging in fist-fighting and slanderous remarks? You have simply disgraced the country and the dynasty..."
"Your Highness, please calm down. I deserve death for my crime!"
Fang Jingyan, the royal censor of the palace, curled his lips cryptically, what is the most deserving death? Gee, these words sound so familiar!
Liu Hong also knew that everyone in the palace was acting, and he never thought about punishing anyone.
But, you still have to go through the necessary procedures.
"He Shangshu, why do you want to attack Marquis Ningyuan?"
"Ah? Did the veteran hit someone?"
Pfft~
This old man...
Jia Cong really couldn't hold it back, raised his eyebrows and said: "I was beaten, and it was quite fierce. The official robe of Wang Dahou... was torn by you~"
He Yaomin's eyes were blurred and he looked drunk. Supported by his grandson He Chong, he bowed tremblingly and said: "Your Highness, I don't remember anything. I only remember that I was drinking with the saint and your majesty, and then... I'm in a daze... Please forgive me, Your Highness, it's all because I have a low drinking capacity..."
Pfft~
Now, even more people couldn't help laughing.
Liu Hong struggled to hold back his laughter and managed to find a reason.
"It's really... an insult to gentlemen. I will fine you to compensate Marquis Ningyuan for his official robes. Are you convinced?"
He Yaomin immediately looked ashamed and said respectfully: "Your Highness is kind, I am convinced!"
Liu Hong glanced at Jia Cong who was lowering his head and snickering, and asked helplessly: "Jia Cong, why do you want to beat Yu Linlang and run away like a cow?"
"ah?"
There is actually something about him.
Jia Cong held it in for a long time, but couldn't find a reasonable reason. In the end, he could only...
"Go back to Your Highness, I don't know, I'm drunk too!"
Pfft~ha...ahem...
Many people were trying hard to suppress laughter, and the envoys from the Western countries also noticed it at this moment. The monarchs and ministers of Daxia were all acting.
They touched the wounds on their faces, filled with anger, but there was nothing they could do.
Because every time they complained, Daxia officials would say that he was also drunk and would punch and kick the people around him for some unknown reason.
Liu Hong finally punished several nobles of the dynasty and asked them to pay money to treat the injuries of the envoys of the vassal state who had been beaten.
As for the Japanese who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, except for the strange thoughts in the hearts of the Westerners, they didn't care at all.
A fine palace banquet turned into a martial arts party, and no one took a few bites.
It was still early for the palace banquet to end, so Liu Hong directly called the palace maid and asked people to clean up the hall and rearrange the food.
"Okay, gentlemen, please be more careful in the future and don't drink too much!"
"Come on~ keep playing music and keep dancing!"
…
People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. Nung, moon and new moon.
The French are not celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the Bactrian envoys in Rouen and everyone in the fleet are looking up at the bright moon in the sky.
"Shaobao, I'm afraid the capital is bustling right now~"
"What we have to do is to keep this excitement!"
The person who led the team to visit Western countries this time was Wen Lian, the left minister of the Ministry of War.
Instead of using people from the Ministry of Rites, people from the Ministry of War took the lead in visiting other countries. This was the first time in the country.
Although Wen Lian was only the Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of War on the surface, he also had two other official titles: Shaobao, Imperial Envoy, Prime Minister, and Minister of Western States.
Lin Ruhai, who once led troops to exterminate the Japanese pirates in the south of the Yangtze River, was sent to the West by the emperor in the same year. The main purpose was not to quarrel with the Western countries, but to let the Minister of War, who was good at military formations and well-versed in classics and history, to explore the West. The true strength of the countries.
Wen Lian and his accompanying deputy, Jiang Baozhen, a minister of etiquette, toasted and drank together. The two of them sat in the attic of the stone castle, feeling homesick and talking about France.
Just listen to Wen Lian say: "The West is not a monolith. Compared with the wolf ambitions of Portugal, Spain and England, I think France is more worthy of our fight."
"Xiaoguan feels the same way. France's main energy is focused on competing with England for the Americas. It just so happens that their king needs the support of our Bacteria's firearms. I think they can try to change their port of residence with France."
Jiang Baozhen glanced at the Daxia Forbidden Army guarding the door, and whispered: "The attendant of Henry IV told the official that as long as we are willing to sell advanced firearms to France, they will support Daxia in occupying the science and technology of Genoa. Signa Island!”
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I’ll stop updating here tonight and continue tomorrow. Good night!
(End of chapter)
