"How are the dancers?"

"Good!"

The beard period shouted on the spot, and the foreman among the dancers, an extremely clear man, came out of the group, "Peng hates to give His Majesty a glass." ”

Uh-huh......

The beard period went to look for the wine jug, and in a blink of an eye, the young man called Peng Hate had come to his eyes, and the green glazed wine jug lined his hands white and long.

It's really beautiful.

I was only stunned, and the wine glass that faintly emitted this aroma was brought to my mouth.

Hu Ziqi hurriedly put his lips on it, and secretly offered wine, isn't it too close, and there are people around......

"Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty~"

Suddenly.

Hu Ziqi opened his eyes on the wide dragon bed, and his mind was still chaotic, thinking that it was no wonder that the people around him were gone in a blink of an eye just now, it turned out to be a dream.

Speechless......

How to do this kind of dream.

She sighed, rubbing her palms her face.

"Your Majesty has a nightmare?" Ping An smoothed her long, messy hair down to her back.

Beard: "Almost." What time is it? ”

Ping'an said: "It's time." ”

He dispersed in the morning, and went to the celebrant to get the recital. If there is no urgency, it is the case every day.

Bearded Qi didn't know that he had slept until now, rubbing his swollen forehead and getting up and sitting on the edge of the bed.

Ping An was concerned about her look: "But a headache? Come on, minions. ”

"No, you don't."

Although there are many people waiting, the beard period still doesn't like to move passively by himself.

Ping An knew and proposed: "Your Majesty is uncomfortable, don't use the medicine today." ”

"Good minion. Let's change clothes. ”

Washing, dressing, and bundling your hair are not even found in the clothes of your body to be considered thoughtful. In this kind of thing, there is peace in others, and naturally they can't interfere.

At this time, I also missed the time for breakfast, and the little pigeon led a few eunuchs, so he simply served these porridge and side dishes aside, and waited for His Majesty to finish washing, and then served them.

The little pigeon put down the porridge and said happily all the time: "The eldest prince is here." ”

When did he leave yesterday?

Bearded period was a little confused, and nodded carelessly.

Ji Jun, who came in, was concerned about whether she had drunk too much yesterday.

"It's okay," Hu Ziqi waved his hand to let them withdraw after taking a few bites, and asked him, "The history department has folded it, saying that the assessment is going to begin, and I will borrow someone." You're here for this too? ”

The Department of History is in charge of the promotion and dismissal of all officials in Eastern Wu, and it is very complicated internally, and it is also the fatter yamen in the six departments. On the day of the assessment, it is no exaggeration to say that the officials of the History Department, one is counted as one, and they can't wait to be trampled by the people sent by foreign officials to give gifts at the door of their homes.

There is also Ji Jun's father, who has a son who is a prince, and has received a lot of gifts. But I don't want to think about it, although Ji Jun is supported by the Ministry of History, he is actually similar to a soy sauce player.

This is all due to the complicated situation of the Lang officials of the Ministry of History, and it is not something that an unpopular prince can get into.

But Ji Jun accepted all his father's gifts, and it was too much of a slap in the face if he didn't do anything.

Otherwise, Ji Jun ran diligently.

"The minister also knows about it."

Ji Jun didn't deny it, and he didn't respond positively.

Hu Ziqi was not interested in his answer, and took a sip of tea on the square table.

"If Your Majesty is relieved, let the ministers take advantage of this matter to experience experience?"

Ji Jun opened his mouth with some uneasiness in his heart.

"Want to go?"

Bearded Qi stared at Ji Jun with a pair of black and white eyes, and asked deliberately.

Ji Jun hesitated for a few seconds, and something called ambition almost ran out of his face.

"I want to go," he said.

That's right, it's good to be honest, and I'm working together now.

The beard period slandered, and ordered peace: "Call the little pigeon, together with the eldest prince, and call the people from the criminal department to go to the ceremonial supervisor to check the old customs of officials in various places." After finishing here, I will ask the history department to take a closer look. ”

The merits and mistakes of officials during their tenure will be recorded in the envoy and the celebrant supervisor, and then sent to the Ministry of History on a monthly basis. During the assessment, it is necessary to match the three sides before evaluating according to the grade.

Rank can directly affect official luck.

The first time I asked Ji Jun to do it, it wasn't a matter of ink and ink who he wanted to cover.

Ji Jun was mentally prepared, but he still excitedly clenched his palms and let go and squeezed them tightly, calming down for a moment before respectfully thanking him for the order.

Bearded period smiled: "Go ahead." ”

"There's one more thing."

Ji Jun took out a piece of rice paper folded in half.

"The musicians left yesterday have been arranged in the palace, and they have written the names of the songs, thinking of handing them to His Majesty to see."

Stayed in the palace?

Well...... It seems that there is such a stubble.

Hu Ziqi remembered the messy dream he had before, and didn't stretch out his hand: "Where to put it." ”

Ji Jun put things down: "In a few days, the officials will return to Beijing to report on their work, and Peng hates those people who can be put to use, and it is not in vain that His Majesty praises them." ”

The officials are going back to Beijing to report on their work, but Peng hates whether these musicians who follow the wild temptation school can take the road of banquets.

Ah, I also wrote at the end of this doubtful track, saying that I was a newcomer, I didn't understand the royal regulations, and I didn't know whether the repertoire reported was suitable or not, and I hope Your Majesty can give me some advice.

"Last night's "Pan Encouragement" was a little inappropriate."

She crossed out the "Pan Inspiration" on the track with a red pen. The rest of the few didn't know much, so they took it and said goodbye.

Ping An stood beside her, his eyes fell to the whisper at the end of the track, and his expression was inexplicable: "Lile will look at the arrangement, there are old precedents to be found, and there will definitely be no mistakes." ”

Hu Ziqi took back the repertoire: "Peng hated that the style of these people is different from what is used in the palace, and they can't perform at the banquet, so isn't it for nothing to stay in the palace?" ”

"It's a pity."

She muttered, and personally dug out the ancient books about the music and checked the tracks.

Ping'an: "Your Majesty hasn't seen this excerpt yet." ”

Often, it is the general envoy who receives the fold and hands it to the celebrant supervisor, who screens it and gives it to His Majesty. Now more and more are screened, and they are all the eunuchs who have read it and are showing her the things in the world, so that His Majesty knows about the affairs of the world.

"Where to put it."

The beard period found one in an ancient book, but the record is obscure, and it seems to be half-understood.

Seeing her so serious, Ping An said helplessly: "Your Majesty is not fun, so naturally I don't know about these classical choreographed dances." Show it to the minions. ”

Ping An vetoed all the items listed on the track.

Hu Ziqi took it and looked at it again: "None of them can be used?" ”

"I don't know where Ji Jun found it, none of them are famous musicians, and they can't get on the royal stage when they dance," Ping'an sleeve said, "This matter will be handed over to the slaves, there is still a few days before the officials report on their work, Your Majesty don't worry about this, tell the imperial dining room to have lunch, you haven't been there for some days." ”

Hu Ziqi leaned back in her chair, thinking that it was impossible for her to participate in the activities of the officials' debriefings.

Thinking about it, he pursed his lips and said, "It's boring." ”