The moon appeared quietly, and countless palace lanterns lit up one by one like a chain reaction.
All the ministers were sitting upright, waiting for today's protagonist to appear.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhu Di had to go to the eastern suburbs to worship Lord Hongwu first during the day, and then to the southern suburbs of the Temple of Heaven to worship heaven and earth. He also had to give food to the ministers. The whole day's schedule was fully arranged.
Even so, you still have to find time to review memorials, handle various national affairs, balance the courtiers, favor the harem...
Pure time management master.
"As an emperor, you will die of exhaustion sooner or later."
Chen Kan complained silently.
"Your Majesty has arrived~"
The eunuch's sharp voice sounded, and Zhu Di, dressed in full attire, slowly walked up to the dragon chair in the main hall.
The ministers knelt down neatly and shouted: "Long live my emperor!"
"All my beloved lords, stay safe!"
Zhu Di smiled and waved gently!
The rightful owner has arrived, and today's banquet will begin.
The flowing banquet was served slowly by the palace people, without making a single noise during the process!
Hongzheng elegant music, such as Hong Zhongda Lu, played slowly on the stand in the center of the hall.
"The Mid-Autumn Festival and the eighth month of the Mid-Autumn Festival will last forever in this colorful world. A glass of wine will accompany the singing of a prosperous and prosperous age!"
As the head of the civil service, Fang Xiaoru stood up first and gave his congratulations to Zhu Di.
In the absence of Li Jinglong, the leader of the generals became Xiping Hou Mu Sheng, who had recently entered Beijing.
Mu Sheng was a rough man and couldn't say any elegant congratulations, so he cupped his hands to Zhu Di and said: "On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the monarch and his subjects are happy together. I wish your majesty long live, long live, and my Ming Dynasty will last for thousands of years!"
Hearing this, Zhu Di raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Mu Qing is in the southwest of the country. Thank you for your hard work. I'd like to toast you."
Fang Xiaoru and Mu Sheng each congratulated the Ming Dynasty, and hundreds of civil and military officials also presented congratulations.
"Long live your Majesty, long live the Ming Dynasty!"
In the main hall, the sound of blessings resounded through the sky.
"My lords, congratulations on the great Ming Dynasty, drink victoriously!"
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, and congratulations to the Ming Dynasty."
The monarch and his ministers drank together, officially kicking off the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Chen Kan drank two drinks with them, and was suddenly so spicy that he grinned.
Daming's liquor craft had just started, and Chen Kan really couldn't drink this kind of spicy liquor with a bitter taste.
After flattering Zhu Di for a while, the ministers sat back down.
On the stand, a group of handsome musicians slowly came onto the stage. After saluting in all directions, they suddenly said softly: "The mountains and rivers are dying, China is here, the sun and the moon reopen the Great Song Dynasty, the salty songs break the formation music, and we enjoy the peace drum together." !”
"Dong~"
The huge drum beat seemed to beat on everyone's heart.
"Dong~dong~dong~"
The rapid drum beat sounded, and the actors began to sing in unison.
Chen Kan had some expectations at first, but after watching it for a while, he couldn't help but be disappointed.
He thought the Taiping drums in the palace were of high artistic quality, but in the end, they were just a group of actors babbling and singing some words that Chen Kan couldn't understand.
The ministers watched it with gusto.
But this style of performance has long lost its appeal to the discerning Chen Kan.
In the midst of the feasting and drinking, the drums and music were blaring, and the people were singing and dancing.
As time passed by, Chen Kan swept away the food on the table in a hurry, and then watched all kinds of nutritious performances in boredom.
What about the happy dance that I promised you?
Is it these songs and dances that Zhu Di usually enjoys?
Can't you be more bold?
Chen Kan was extremely disappointed. He was the only one who seemed out of place in the magnificent palace.
He has decided that after the banquet is over, he will reward himself by watching a real Taiping Drum performance.
When the moon was high in the sky, Zhu Di and the officials were all a little tipsy. Chen Kan saw Fang Xiaoru waving to him in a trance.
Chen Kan looked around, then bent down and squeezed in beside Fang Xiaoru.
"Teacher, are you looking for me?"
Fang Xiaoru motioned Chen Kan to sit down and pushed the untouched various meats beside him in front of Chen Kan.
Then he whispered: "I estimate that His Majesty will announce your marriage to Princess Chang Ning tonight. I ask you again, do you really think you will not marry a princess?"
Chen Kan showed determination on his face and responded: "Teacher, the student has thought about it again and again. I will not marry anyone who is not a princess."
"Did you know that after marrying the princess, your career will become much more difficult?"
"The student has made up his mind!"
Of course Chen Kan knew what Fang Xiaoru was worried about.
Since the Song and Ming Dynasties, the position of the prince-in-law has not been as popular as in the Han and Tang Dynasties. Even in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the court directly banned the prince-in-law from serving as an official or taking the imperial examination.
If it was for this reason that he would give up the woman he loved deeply, Chen Kan would not do it.
As an official, it's great if you can be less than one person and more than ten thousand people. If you can't do it, it doesn't matter.
As for living up to Fang Xiaoru's expectations, after Chen Kan thought about it for a long time, he felt that it should be impossible.
After all, he is a jerk!
The advanced knowledge and experience he brought from later generations are the basis for his foothold in this world, not the imperial examination, nor the imperial favor.
The whispers between the master and the apprentice naturally attracted the attention of Mu Sheng and Zhu Di.
The two stopped talking.
Zhu Di looked at Chen Kan who suddenly ran over with a smile.
Mu Sheng walked up to Chen Kan with a glass of wine.
Noticing Zhu Di's gaze, the master and apprentice stopped talking in a tacit agreement.
"I will give you a toast on behalf of the people of Yunnan."
Mu Sheng's tone was still so calm.
But Chen Kan and Fang Xiaoru did not dare to neglect.
Chen Kan stood up quickly, picked up the wine glass and said: "The Marquis is far away from the border, and I admire you greatly. It's time for me to have a drink with you."
"Master Marquis, please drink!"
"please!"
Mu Sheng drank the wine in one gulp, then returned to his seat and continued to chat quietly with Zhu Di.
Chen Kan bowed his hands to Fang Xiaoru, then went back to sit in the corner.
I don’t know when the Sizhu ritual music stopped.
The ministers had a tacit understanding and focused their attention on Zhu Di on the dragon throne.
Zhu Di stood up and looked around at the ministers, his face suddenly became solemn.
"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I inherit Taizu's legacy of expelling the Tartars and restoring China, and I will never forget it.
In the late Yuan Dynasty BC, the Tatars ruled the Central Plains, and the people were in dire straits.
It was the sages who used pies as tokens, containing notes saying "Kill the Tatars on August 15th", and distributed them to every household to make an uprising on August 15th.
In the end, the Tatars were driven back to the grassland and desert with the power of a spark that started a prairie fire. Now that we, the Ming Dynasty, are entrusted with the destiny of heaven and have restored the orthodoxy of the Central Plains, we cannot forget the hardships faced by our forefathers in their entrepreneurship.
In order to carry forward the ambition of the sages, I also asked people to make some pies and distribute them to all my dear friends to eat together. I also hope that you will spare no effort and work with me to lay a glorious foundation for the Ming Dynasty for a hundred generations. "
Hearing this, the monarch and his ministers shouted together: "The Ming Dynasty will last for ten thousand years."
Zhu Di waved his hand and said, "Come here, give me some food."
