The feast is finally about to begin.

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is not a simple banquet, it is a kind of welfare for the ministers of the Ming Dynasty, and the state banquet itself is a very grand event.

Shang Bao Si set up the throne in the Huangji Palace, the brocade guard set up the Huang Lu outside the palace, and the Jin Wu and other guards set up twenty-four guards in the palace. The teaching department has set up seven music songs in the hall and set up great music outside the hall. Set up three dance miscellaneous teams in His Royal Highness. Guanglu Temple has a wine pavilion in the west of the throne, a dining pavilion in the east of the throne, a treasure and delicious pavilion in the wine and dining pavilion, and a royal feast in the throne.

The ceremonial secretary invited him to ascend to the throne, the big music played, and the emperor of the apocalypse slowly walked up to the throne, and the music stopped.

The eunuch shook the whip three times, and the civil and military hall did not enter the imperial hall from the main entrance, but from the east and west sides respectively, at this time, the large round table and high chairs were already arranged, but the ministers were not busy seated, and they had to praise the emperor first.

After the ministers bowed three times and bowed nine times, Guanglu Temple entered the imperial feast, and the big music was played again, and the eunuchs headed by the eunuch Wang An in the palm of the celebrant presented flowers to the royal front. Guanglu Siqing opened the knight to pour wine, brought to the first lord of the royal advance, and taught the workshop to play the "Song of Yanjing".

In addition to the first wine, the ministers knelt down and saluted, and then each song and dance had to go to the palace to drink and enter the soup, and the ministers had to stand up and stand solemnly.

This moment of kneeling, sometimes standing, and sometimes sitting, the cumbersome procedures were seven times, which made the Emperor of the Apocalypse one head and two big. The Emperor of the Apocalypse finally understood why Wang Chengen wanted to let him eat something to cushion his stomach first. After this set of procedures, the food has not yet been eaten. You'll starve to death first.

finally finished the whole set of procedures, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse saw that some white-haired old ministers were in a cold sweat on their foreheads. Most of these ministers who have achieved the four grades of civil service and military governors are old fritters who have been in the officialdom for decades. It's not about once or twice that I have attended the state banquet, and I am listless and impatient, and I don't feel honest or flattered at all.

For these people, such a feast is not as good as not participating, it was a good festival, but it turned out to be tired and half dead. The Emperor of the Apocalypse believes that after such a toss, these old ministers can only go back to bed, and I am afraid that they will not be in the mood to enjoy the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse on the throne looked at the ministers below. I could only smile bitterly and shake my head, there was nothing I could do. Although my heart is not comfortable, but this is also something that cannot be helped, who told the ancestors to pass down such a cumbersome etiquette procedure? Do you want to reform yourself in the future, how will such a banquet be held in the future? The thought of several such banquets a year made the Emperor of the Apocalypse have a big head.

Seven times of music and dance, seven times of wine and soup. After it was finally done, everyone from the emperor to the courtiers was relieved.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse sighed helplessly, he was finally able to eat. Subconsciously touched his stomach, he was really hungry.

At the state banquet, drinking is drinking, eating is eating, and Guanglu Temple came to take away the wine jar and the wine cup of the ministers in front of the emperor according to the procedure. Only then did the great music be played again, and the ministers stood up for the eighth time, and when the dishes were ready, they sat down and officially started eating.

It can well be imagined. Those old and sick ministers had no appetite at all at this time. Sitting on the chair one by one to rest, where can I still eat?

Looking at the food in front of him, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was also a little helpless, although those ministers didn't eat, but they still had to eat. Fortunately, I just sit here, and I don't have to be like those ministers, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be in the mood to eat.

There is no banquet in the world, although the procedure of the state banquet is lengthy, after all, there is a time when the song is over, the emperor of the emperor of the apocalypse returns to the palace, and the ministers and officials are thankful and withdraw. The Mid-Autumn Festival feast has come to an end, and I am afraid that the next time will have to wait until the New Year. However, such a feast may not be a good thing for these ministers.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse, who returned to the harem, immediately changed his dragon robe and lay on the bed in more comfortable underwear. Waving his hand to signal Wang Chengen to go out, the Emperor of the Apocalypse lay on the bed alone, resting quietly.

Although the minister is finished, there is still a family banquet in the harem in the evening, which the Emperor of the Apocalypse must attend no matter what. Although the queen mother in the palace often holds such family banquets, this time must be different, and the Mid-Autumn Festival cannot sweep away this interest.

I don't know how long I lay down, but the Emperor of the Apocalypse fell asleep in a daze.

The sun is slowly setting, the moon is slowly rising, and the weather today is particularly good, there is not a single dark cloud or a little wind. The moon was particularly bright, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse got up under the service of Wang Chengen, and after freshening up, he came to Cining Palace.

Cining Palace is already brightly lit here, and the eunuchs and palace maids are constantly busy, going in and out in an orderly manner.

When the Emperor of the Apocalypse came here, the concubines of the harem had already arrived, waiting for the Emperor of the Apocalypse under the leadership of Empress Zhang Yan of Yi'an. Everyone was dressed up to attend, and Queen Zhang was also wearing the queen's phoenix robe, with a solemn face.

When the Emperor of the Apocalypse walked in, Empress Zhang led everyone to give a salute to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and when the Emperor of the Apocalypse signaled everyone to be flat, Empress Zhang came to the side of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

"Your Majesty, get in quickly! Although the Queen Mother did not send someone to urge, she had already let people come out to watch it a few times. Empress Zhang gently arranged the dragon robe for the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and said softly.

Nodding slowly, the Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said, "You guys are also in a hurry, right?" Let's go! I will take you with me to say hello to the Queen Mother! Just after walking a few steps, the Emperor of the Apocalypse looked at Empress Zhang and asked with some embarrassment: "Did the Guozhang send someone over?" I was negligent, I should have left them to eat together! ”

Empress Zhang's father has now been named Tai Kangbo, and he is naturally eligible to participate in the banquet during the day, but the Emperor of the Apocalypse really forgot about this matter.

Smiled at the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Empress Zhang didn't take this matter to heart, after all, the Emperor of the Apocalypse had all the opportunities, and it was not easy to have such a mind.

"Your Majesty, the concubine knows His Majesty's intentions, and the family understands it. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and they spend the same time at home. "Although this is an honor for Queen Zhang's family, it is not bad this time.

Pinching Empress Zhang's nose, the Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said, "Since that's the case, let's go in!" As he spoke, he pulled Queen Zhang and walked into the Cining Palace!

When the Emperor of the Apocalypse walked in with his concubines, the Empress Dowager had been waiting for a while. The eldest princess Zhu Wanjun sat on the left side of the Queen Mother, and Zhu Youxiao, the king of letters, sat on the right side of the Queen Mother.

"Erchen has seen the queen mother!" Bowing to the Queen Mother, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said respectfully.

Accompanied by the Emperor of the Apocalypse, all the concubines behind the Emperor of the Apocalypse knelt down and respectfully saluted the Queen Mother.

Looking at the Emperor of the Apocalypse in front of her with a smile, the Queen Mother was very happy in her heart, she really didn't expect that she could have such a good old age.

The palace was destined to be unquiet that night, and joy was the main tone of the night, with a smile on everyone's face.

Looking at the dancing fireworks in the sky, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was very calm, this kind of life may be what he wants the most.

The same Mid-Autumn Festival, the same night, everyone's mood is different.

As soon as the sun went down, a curfew was suddenly announced in Zhangjiakou, and on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the city was heavily besieged. No one knows what happened, and no one knows exactly what happened.

No matter what time it is, there are smart people, Zhangjiakou is closed, and the court just wants to arrest one person on the surface. However, many people know that there must be other things in this, so during this period of time, many homes in Zhangjiakou have been closed. On weekdays, except for the maids who come out to buy things, I don't see anyone coming out.

As soon as the curfew on this day was announced, those who were interested understood that the imperial court was going to do it. I don't know what this is going to do, but I'm afraid it's not a big deal, and those who have ghosts in their hearts are all hiding at home. But those people were terrified for fear that their doors would be kicked open.

Although it is a curfew, the streets of Zhangjiakou are still full of people, but there are no ordinary people. These people are very well dressed, and when you see the clothes, you can know what these people do.

Everyone is in a flying fish suit, with an embroidered spring knife on their waists, some riding a high-headed horse, and some are not working below. Everyone's expressions were very serious, and under the leadership of Baihu and Zongqi, the people of Jinyiwei quickly walked through the streets.

Among the teams of brocade guards, there are also fans who don't know how many teams of brocade guards, and these people are not slow.

Not far from Zhangjiakou, Laiyuanbao is the same, except for the brocade guards embroidered with spring knives on the hips, there is no one in sight on the street.

The sky slowly darkened, the moon slowly rose, although the moon was far away, but there were many more dark clouds in the sky of Zhangjiakou. No, the dark clouds drifted by, making the night that should have been bright flickering and darkening.

Feeling the wind blowing on his face, Luo Sigong closed his eyes expressionlessly, and after a long time, Luo Sigong slowly opened his eyes.

"Are all the centaurs in place?" Without looking back, Luo Sigong asked in a deep voice.

"Lord Hui, ours are ready, this time we are doing it is the Jinshan Chamber of Commerce. I think it's better to take this opportunity to wipe out those people, so as not to cause trouble in the future! Facing Luo Sigong with a fist, Liu Fenghua said with a gloomy face. He has always advocated cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, but Luo Sigong doesn't think so.

Waving his hand, Luo Sigong said in a rather stern voice: "I don't need to explain this matter to you, do what I instruct, we don't need to use your people from Dongchang." ”

Glancing at the moon in the sky, Luo Sigong said in a deep voice: "Let's do it!" Arrest them all, and if you resist, you will be killed! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M to read.