Wearing a silver bird crown and a new blue robe, Sheng Yuan was filled with excitement and curiosity the moment she stepped into the lobby of the government office for the banquet. If her sister hadn't had the foresight to hold her, she would have been too lively. .
However, after sitting at the banquet, Shengyuan's excitement and curiosity began to wander.
The main reason is that this hairpin banquet is a bit strange.
The Hairpin Banquet is not a banquet, but the banquet is filled with classic delicacies from all over the world. Looking at the steaming dishes on the table and smelling the fragrant flavors, this is an authentic delicacy. banquet.
It can be said that the Hairpin Banquet is a banquet, but most of the people present did not pay any attention to the dishes in front of them!
Most people are either busy contacting the left and right, or looking at the great master expectantly, as if the academic master is a treasure from the mountain, and the connections from the left and right are the delicacies of the sea!
Sheng Yuan looked at the various delicacies with regret.
"Wait until the hairpin is finished before using chopsticks." Sheng Ran gave the girl a warning look.
Who made this girl believe her father's words and think that the chef at the Hairpin Banquet is better than the imperial chef? She is very hungry and waiting to come over to eat!
If this little girl couldn't help it, she would just skip breakfast if she had to.
"Humph." Sheng Yuan nodded.
The Hairpin Banquet or Hairpin Flower Banquet is actually a roll call for academic administration. Red flowers are handed to the candidates who come over and they wear them in their ears.
It is said to be a red flower, but in fact it is mainly to check whether the candidate who got the admission quota for the government school is the same candidate who answered the test at that time.
"Who is Shengyuan, the junior Sanyuan student?"
When Sheng Yuan heard the voice, she stood up vigorously with the help of her sister's leg twisting: "The students are here."
Yan Xuezheng looked at the happy-looking female student in front of him with a smile and nodded: "Student Sheng, please take the flowers!"
Sheng Yuan respectfully said yes, followed the etiquette that Mr. Academy had rehearsed in advance, took the red flower with both hands, and humbly tied it to his ear.
To be honest, not everyone can stand up to wearing flowers on their hair, just girls. They are born with the harmony of the flowers. Either they are more beautiful than the flowers, or they complement each other. On the contrary, men who wear flowers on their heads are very beautiful. It’s a test of appearance.
A good-looking husband wearing a hairpin is called romantic and unrestrained; a husband with unsatisfactory appearance wearing a hairpin looks like a joke.
Of course, among this group of young candidates who are mostly ministers, their vigorous vitality has raised the bottom line of their appearance. Most of them look either pretty or cute, and even those who are worse can still be praised vividly.
Sheng Yuan put on the flowers, Yan Xuezheng smiled and encouraged her a few words, then let her go down, and then called the second person to come forward.
There are so many candidates participating in the Hairpin Banquet that it is naturally impossible to give verbal instructions on academic affairs. Only the top 15 or 16 candidates can have this honor.
After fifteen or six years, the academic master gradually turned into a flower tool man.
What was originally a genuine smile gradually turned into politeness as his arms became sore.
Fortunately, the hairpin phase has come to an end.
"The banquet is about to begin. How about asking the leader of the three cases, Sheng Sheng, to compose a poem to kick off the hairpin banquet?"
When everyone wore red flowers, Yan Xuezheng raised his wine glass with a smile and looked at Shengyuan.
"That student is making a fool of himself." At this time and on this occasion, Sheng Yuan could only refuse the Grand Master's request to compose a poem by name.
"[The peach and plum blossoms bloom one after another, and the dragon gate koi leaps over; where the mountains and rivers are competing for culture and spirit, I can see that the country is running out of resources.]"
"good!"
As soon as Sheng Yuan finished reading the poem, she heard Anyu shouting in support.
Driven by the unconditional applause of him and Lu Sheng, the candidates present did not care to think about it in detail, and all applauded first as a sign of respect.
Yan Xuezheng smiled and raised a glass of praise. As soon as he praised him, the students at the table hurriedly followed him and praised him with witty words.
After hearing the end, Sheng Yuan's face, which could not be pierced by arrows, was finally overwhelmed and a little embarrassed.
"Sister, isn't this just an ordinary poem that I use to compliment my classmates? I didn't realize how good it was!"
In line with the principle of "asking sister if something is unclear", Sheng Yuan put her head next to her sister's shoulder and asked in a voice as quiet as a mosquito.
"Of course it's because your poems are pretty good!" Sheng Ran smiled and said in the same low voice, "Write what kind of poems at any time, place and situation to celebrate certain events. As long as these points are achieved, that's it. What a poem!”
"..." Sheng Yuan pursed her lips, feeling that the standard of this good poem was a bit low.
"Sister Yuan, you are awesome!" Anyu is on the other side of Shengyuan. This distance makes it easier for him to praise her vigorously.
"Uh...thank you?" Sheng Yuan scratched her head, thinking that she had written well.
Fortunately, the compliment did not last long, and soon, the second wave of praise came again.
This is where the second ranked student takes action.
Sheng Yuan silently expressed her gratitude to him in her heart.
By the time the candidates mingled over tea instead of wine, the delicacies on the desk had already cooled down.
The leftovers are not counted, but the cold food is.
Sighing, Sheng Yuan turned his head away.
"Don't worry, the food at the banquet will be distributed to ordinary people or beggars outside the government office after the banquet is over. It is said that we are having fun with the people, so that the people can also follow the culture."
Sheng Ran gently put her hand on the little sister's hand and patted it gently.
"???" Sheng Yuan's eyes widened in surprise, "Why didn't I know?"
"This is the 'rule' of the government office! Otherwise, how could these delicacies fall into the hands of outsiders." Sheng Ran has long been accustomed to her sister's style of "never forgetting what she wants to hear, and keeping blank on what she doesn't want to hear." So it's not surprising.
"But there are so many delicious foods, and no one has even touched them. Do you really think no one is interested?"
It's not that Sheng Yuan looks down on people, the main thing is that even if he is an official in Kyoto, not everyone can bring his family and family to frequent restaurants.
Who as a parent doesn’t want their children to eat delicious food?
"When the government holds a banquet, it always prepares double the amount. Guess where the leftover dishes went?"
Sheng Yuan understood.
"Then I won't use my chopsticks anymore." Sheng Yuan immediately said she would not taste these dishes after hearing that they would be distributed to the common people and beggars.
"Sister An, do we still have beggars in Kyoto?" Anyu wondered why he didn't know.
"Of course, beggars are not allowed in Kyoto. There are many relief halls, and it is rich enough to house poor people." Sheng An nodded with a smile.
"???" Anyu was a little confused as he was still waiting for Sheng Ran to say more.
When did Sister Sheng Ran develop the ability to "listen to your words as if she were listening to you"?
"Sister Yuan?!"
Anyu followed the principle of "ask Sheng Yuan if something is unclear" and looked at Sheng Yuan eagerly.
"The saint had a meeting before, and the ministers also said that everyone in the world can eat as much as they want. Do you think that everyone can not be hungry?"
(End of chapter)
