Yang Muyun wore a round-necked blue silk robe, rode on a tall horse, and slowly walked along West Chang'an Avenue towards the government office area.

Mo Buyu and Hu Wenguang accompanied him left and right.

"My lord, what does this Ministry of Rites do?" Mo Buyu asked.

"This is a big scope," Yang Muyun said with a faint smile: "Taimiao Festival, Taixue, Imperial Examination, and Teaching the etiquette of Fanbang envoys......"

"Oh my mother," Mo Buyu scratched the back of his head, "this is all done by the talents, and I can't do it." ”

"If you don't like it, let's go back to Jinyiwei," Yang Muyun glanced at him, "Anyway, your brother is also there, just to be a companion." ”

"That's not possible," Mo Buyu shook his head like a rattle, "I'm with you in this life, you just rush me, and I won't leave." Besides, you have to have someone around you to serve......"

"Brother Mo, you don't have to worry about this," Hu Wenguang couldn't help but say: "With me by your side to take care of your little uncle, you can rest assured." ”

"You just wanted to catch me up?" Mo Buyu glared, "I and the adults fought together from the corpse mountain and sea of blood on the battlefield, have you ever seen that scene?" The cavalry of the Tartars slammed like waves......" As soon as he talked about the past, he talked endlessly.

"My little uncle is about to take up a post in the Ministry of Rites," Hu Wenguang said: "Maybe there will never be a chance to go to the battlefield in the future, Brother Mo, don't you feel aggrieved if you follow again?" ”

"Don't let me follow, I'm aggrieved," Mo Buyu shouted: "When the adults go to the battlefield, I will follow to kill the enemy, and the adults will be civil officials, and I will wait for the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone......"

Watching the two of them fighting, Yang Muyun was secretly funny on the horse, and it was really a lot more lively with one more person.

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The Yamen of the Ministry of Rites is in the southernmost part of Zhengyangmen Street, close to Zhengyangmen.

"Is this the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites?" Hu Wenguang opened his eyes wide and sighed: "It's much more magnificent than the prefect's yamen in Huzhou." ”

"Don't you look where this is?" Mo Buyu looked at him and said sarcastically: "This is the capital of the Ming Dynasty, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, is it comparable to the countryside in Huzhou?" ”

"My little uncle is also from Huzhou," Hu Wenguang shouted, "You actually said that my little uncle is from the countryside......

"Nonsense," Mo Buyu blushed and said, "Where did I say that the adults are from the countryside?" ”

Seeing that they were going to quarrel again, Yang Muyun's face sank, "Have you quarreled enough, this is where the Yamen is located, and the people who come and go are all first- and second-class members of the imperial court, you are noisy here, what kind of system do you have?" If you make any more noise, get back to me. ”

was so frightened that the two immediately shut up.

Yang Muyun got off the horse, ordered the two to stay here, not to walk around, and he stepped forward to explain the origin to the doorman, who did not dare to slack off, and let people lead him in.

When he entered the inside, he turned left and right, and when he arrived at the door of a signing room, the man went in and said goodbye, and then came out and said to Yang Muyun: "Lord Shilang, please!" ”

"It turns out that the one who received me was a squire," Yang Muyun said secretly: "The rules of this Ministry of Rites are not small, I think when I first arrived at the Ministry of War, I went directly to meet Lord Shangshu......" I suddenly felt neglected.

When I went in and saw an official in a big red robe sitting in front of the bookcase, I couldn't help but widen my eyes. The officer saw him at the same time, and he was also surprised.

This waiter is none other than Meng Xiang, the right waiter of the Ministry of Rites who led the Luchuan envoy to the Feihongju Restaurant a few months ago.

"Humble to meet Lord Meng." Yang Muyun stepped forward and bowed.

"You, you are ......" Meng Xiang said suddenly: "Could it be that Yang shopkeeper from Feihongju?" ”

"Adults have a good memory," Yang Muyun praised: "I was fortunate to see the demeanor of adults that day, and I have always longed for it, but I didn't expect to meet adults again today." ”

"You...... You are a businessman, why did you become an official? Meng Xiang felt unbelievable, those who could be officials in the imperial court were all two-list jinshi, and it was really unheard of for businessmen to be officials.

"In fact, he is also a scholar," Yang Muyun said: "By chance, I won the emperor's grace, so I reported to the Ministry of Rites." ”

"Oh," Meng Xiang nodded slightly, thinking that he had donated money to an official, with a look of contempt in his eyes, and said with a beard: "I see, what do you want to do when you come to my Ministry of Rites?" ”

"It's very dull and stupid, and I ask for advice." Yang Muyun arched his hand.

Meng Xiang's eyes rolled, and he muttered: "You are new to the court, I am afraid you don't understand many of the rules of the court, but you were extremely thoughtful to the Luchuan envoy that day...... In this case, the official will arrange for you to go to one of the ambassadors of the Huitong Pavilion, where all the people live are Fanbang barbarians, all of them are rough and unbearable, and there are few people who know etiquette, so you can go there and deal with them. ”

"Yes, sir." Yang Muyun responded.

"In addition, you go to the Ministry of Officials to get a set of official uniforms," Meng Xiang glanced at what he was wearing and said, "This civilian uniform must not be worn on duty." ”

"Yes." Yang Muyun had a respectful face on his face, and said secretly in his heart: "I don't know what kind of official this ambassador is, but it sounds quite magnificent." ”

......

When Yang Muyun put on the official uniform of a green blue complement, he was really a little crying and laughing, the so-called ambassador of the Huitong Pavilion was just a petty official who was not in the middle of the stream. He was a little skeptical that it was the Emperor's instructions.

Not only was he puzzled, but even Mo Buyu and Hu Wenguang were so surprised that their eyes widened.

"This, this ......" Mo Buyu said with some indignation: "The adults have fought a hundred battles and made outstanding achievements, and this emperor is not rewarded for his merits, and he has reduced the adult to such a small official like a sesame mung bean, which is really too deceitful." ”

"Little uncle," Hu Wenguang also said, "this, is this really what the emperor meant?" ”

"What nonsense," Yang Muyun's face was also a little unbearable, and he scolded: "This is God's grace, as a courtier, you should accept it calmly, what are your intentions here?" ”

"My lord, I can't figure it out......" Mo Buyu couldn't help but say.

"I didn't say anything, what do you want you to do for me?" Yang Muyun threw two sets of soap clothes in front of the two of them, and shouted: "If you want to follow me, put on this dress, otherwise, get out!" ”

Seeing that Yang Muyun was really angry, Mo Buyu and Hu Wenguang didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly put on the soap uniform.

"Okay," Yang Muyun's face softened a little, and said to the two of them: "From now on, you all shut your mouths tightly for me, and if you spit out a strange word, I will cut off your tongues." ”

The two hurriedly covered their mouths and glanced at each other, for fear that Yang Muyun would really come to cut their tongues.

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The Huitong Hall is located in the capital of the official

In the northwest of the district, there are hundreds of houses, large and small, which are specially used for the envoys of Fanbang. But there are so many houses, sometimes it may not be enough to live, at this time the Ming Dynasty is like the sky, to the Ming Dynasty tribute to the country, almost hundreds, envoys to and fro, and with a large number of entourage, so that the hall of the house is tense, that day Luchuan princess took people to live in the Feihong Restaurant, is because she is unwilling to squeeze in the hall.

In charge of the hall is Honglu Temple Shaoqing Wang Weiyuan, this is a round and chubby middle-aged man, looking a group of amiable, saw Yang Muyun, exchanged a few words, and explained that he mainly takes care of the people who live in the northwest corner of the hall.

"It doesn't matter if the other people neglect one or two," Wang Weiyuan told again and again, "but the people there have to take care of it, otherwise it will be a big crime to kill the head." ”

"Oh?" Yang Muyun asked a little strangely, "Who lives there?" ”

"You will understand when you go to see it," Wang Weiyuan's face was mysterious, "This official will sell a pass here first." ”

......

"Taking care of individuals is still dumb," Yang Muyun said secretly when he came out of Wang Weiyuan's official office: "This surname Wang is really inexplicable." ”

"Are you the new Ambassador Yang?" A petty officer in a green robe greeted him and smiled.

"Don't dare, it's this official, you are ......" Yang Muyun didn't recognize him, and raised his eyebrows.

"The lower official's surname is Gu, and the cursive character is Shaojun, and he is the deputy envoy here." Deputy Envoy Gu waved his hand at him, "Xiaguan has seen Ambassador Yang. ”

"Well, it turned out to be Deputy Envoy Gu, so there is no need to be polite," Yang Muyun said, "Do you have anything to do with me here?" ”

"Xia Guan is on the order of Lord Wang to invite Ambassador Yang to meet someone." Deputy Envoy Gu said respectfully.

"Who?"

Deputy Envoy Gu didn't answer, only smiled mysteriously, "Ambassador Yang, please come with your subordinates." ”

......

Yang Muyun led Mo Buyu and Hu Wenguang to follow behind Deputy Envoy Gu, walked through a long road, turned a few more corners, and came to a quiet courtyard.

Deputy Envoy Gu stopped, turned to Yang Muyun and said with a smile: "Ambassador Yang, please—"

"Won't Deputy Envoy Gu go in?" Yang Muyun asked.

"Xiaguan has other things," Deputy Envoy Gu bowed his hand to him, "Farewell!" Then he turned and left.

"This guy is very rude," Mo Buyu said angrily, "wait for me to teach him a lesson." ”

"Silent," Yang Muyun stopped him, "let him go." ”

"Little uncle," Hu Wenguang said as he stared at the courtyard gate of the black hole, "What is sacred in this, and why is that Deputy Gu envoy afraid of it?" ”

"What do you do with so much?" Mo Bu said: "Just go in and see." As he spoke, he was about to be admitted to the hospital with a flick of his arms, and suddenly felt that his clothes were tight, and when he looked sideways, it was Hu Wenguang who pulled the corner of his clothes.

"What are you doing?" Mo Buyu asked with a pair of big eyes.

"I want to go in first." Hu Wenguang said stiffly.

"Okay, you go first." Mo Buyu grinned, rarely without arguing with him.

Hu Wenguang straightened his clothes, puffed up his chest and strode towards the courtyard gate.

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, suddenly a strong wind blew in his face, he was taken aback, and was about to retreat, when he just took a step, and a black thing was under the hood.