Chapter 49: The Actions of the Confucian Family, Does the Sage Know?

"Your Highness, you're finally back, but we're in a hurry."

Zhu Gaoyu had just arrived at the palace, and he hadn't had time to change his clothes.

Lu Zhen, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, greeted him with a bunch of people and handed a document to Zhu Gaoyu.

"Your Highness, this is the regulations that our Ministry of Rites has arranged for the Universal Ceremony, can you see if it is appropriate?"

Zhu Gaoyu was just about to greet him with a smile, but inadvertently skimmed out of the people who greeted him, two of them did not salute, frowned, and the smile on his face was a little more restrained.

Stretched out his hand to take the paperwork, let everyone sit down and ordered the subordinates to serve tea, Zhu Gaoyu looked through it carefully.

However, looking at it, his brow furrowed.

The ceremony was very grand, but it was not the same as what he thought.

"Smack!"

Throwing the paperwork on the table and looking at the personnel of the Ministry of Rites present, Zhu Gaoyu knocked on the table.

After everyone paid attention, Zhu Gaoyu said slowly: "Your idea is good. ”

There were smiles on everyone's faces, and the chins of the two people who didn't salute were slightly raised.

This is a major event to remember in the annals of history, and after receiving the order, they attached great importance to it.

The whole department discussed for most of the day, even if Jinyiwei came over to arrest people from time to time, it did not interrupt their enthusiasm for discussion.

"However, you have overlooked one thing..."

Zhu Gaoyu's words immediately followed, which made the smiles of the Ministry of Rites and the others freeze on their faces, and the two people who raised their chins and were complacent, a trace of displeasure flashed in their eyes.

Lu Zhen got up and arched his hand: "Please ask Your Highness for advice?" ”

Lu Zhen was a deep person, his face did not show anything, and he looked like he was humbly asking for advice.

Others, however, don't have a good face.

They have put a lot of thought into this charter.

It's just a process to come over to report it, but I didn't expect this young man to really treat himself as a green onion.

That is, the other party is a prince, and if it were someone else, they would have opened their mouths a long time ago.

You must know that they are the Ministry of Rites, in charge of the national education and scientific examinations, as well as the rituals and sacrifices, and the exchange of Fanbang.

The power is not as great as that of the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Households, but in terms of status, it surpasses the other five departments, and wherever it goes, it is respected.

The words they uttered were the law of etiquette, and the result of what they had decided would dare to object to except the emperor.

In the Ming Dynasty, they are the etiquette and the authority.

In their eyes, the only one who can be on a par with their status in the Ministry of Rites is the Qufu Confucian family, and the emperor is not ranked.

Of course, this emperor does not represent all, but only for the old Zhu family.

In their minds, they look down on the clay-legged old man and the old man who only know how to fight and kill.

That is, the old Zhu family is holding a murderous knife, otherwise I don't know what it will be arranged.

Glancing at the two unhappy people, Zhu Gaoyu didn't bother to take care of it.

These old scholars have been accustomed to problems, and caring about them is purely asking for trouble.

Raising his hand and knocking on the paperwork, Zhu Gaoyu said to Lu Zhen: "There is no problem in the reception banquet, but it must be changed in terms of reception." ”

Lu Zhen frowned slightly, and arched his hand again: "Please make it clear to Your Highness." ”

Zhu Gaoyu looked at him and said: "They are here to pay tribute, not to be guests, let the prince and the six important ministers go to greet them, have you figured out the subordination relationship." ”

When Lu Zhen heard this, it turned out that it was because of this, and hurriedly explained: "Your Highness, our thoughts are like this, my great tomorrow dynasty is a ...... of etiquette."

Lu Zhen wanted to say that Daming is a country of etiquette, is it a bit rude to do this.

But Zhu Gaoyu didn't give him a chance to speak, and directly interrupted: "I don't care if you are a matter or a master, you follow..."

"Forget it, you don't have to worry about this, you just need to be responsible for arranging their accommodation and dinner."

"In terms of return gifts, I will handle it personally."

After speaking, he took the teacup next to him.

The faces of the people in the Ministry of Rites turned dark, this is robbing them of their rights.

I wanted to argue, but Zhu Gaoyu had already served tea to the guests, and if they made trouble again, they would lose the face of the Ministry of Etiquette.

The two old pedants, with ugly faces, snorted coldly, and did not salute, flicked the sleeves of their robes and turned to leave.

"Stop!"

Their faces are not good-looking, and Zhu Gaoyu's face is even more ugly.

Who is this a face-slap for?

You can't tell the difference between the big and the small, right?

Do you know that Lao Tzu's surname is Zhu, and this world is also surnamed Zhu, who gave you the courage to dare to fight with me?

"This is the Ministry of Rites?"

Zhu Gaoyu looked at Lu Zhen and said coldly: "The big bosses of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, when they saw me leaving, they also knew how to salute and say goodbye to retire, but I didn't expect that the Ministry of Etiquette, which manages etiquette, doesn't even understand this rule." ”

"If that's the case, I should suggest that my father check the Ministry of Rites to see if there are any bugs mixed in."

"Bastard!"

As soon as Zhu Gaoyu said this, the two old scholars who took the lead in getting up, like cats who had been stepped on their tails, stretched out their hands to Zhu Gaoyu and reprimanded angrily:

"After I am a saint, how dare Erhuangkou Xiaoer speak out and humiliate, it is really presumptuous."

"Someone!"

Zhu Gaoyu's eyes narrowed, his hand slapped the table heavily, and he whispered to the outside of the hall.

Several guards rushed in stride, and Zhu Gaoyu ignored Lu Zhen, who was anxiously trying to stop him, and pointed at the old guy who claimed to be a saint.

"Despised the royal family, behaved irregularly, and broke his hand."

"Yes!"

The guards don't care what level of boss this is, since His Highness has ordered it, then just do it, no matter what kind of bull ghost and snake god he is.

"Stop... Stop, Your Highness, this is a misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding......"

Cold sweat came down from Lu Zhen's forehead, and he anxiously stopped between the two sides, so that both sides could calm down.

At the same time, he was also remorseful.

Why did he make a brain twitch and bring these two great gods with him.

I knew that this would be the case, and he would save more trouble alone.

"Ha, break the old man's hand, you deserve ......"

However, the old guy who opened his mouth didn't care about Lu Zhen who was pleading.

Hearing that Zhu Gaoyu was going to have someone break his hand, his eyes were not only not afraid, but full of disdain.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing that this guy was so arrogant, a trace of coldness flashed in Zhu Gaoyu's eyes, grabbed the tea bowl next to him, and threw it at the arrogant old guy's arm.

Hearing only the sound of "whew", the tea bowl instantly slashed at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and smashed heavily on the old man's arm.

"Bang!"

"Click..."

"Whoa!"

The tea bowl was like a cannonball, hitting the old guy on the wrist.

The powerful impact force made the old man's wrist twist irregularly, and several people around him vaguely heard the sound of bone cracking.

"Ahh

As the teacup fell to the ground and shattered, the old guy was hit, holding his twisted wrist, and fell to the ground, letting out a howl of pain from his mouth.

"Your Highness, you... Alas..."

The sudden scene made Lu Zhen helpless.

I wanted to say a few words, but looking at Zhu Gaoyu's ugly expression, he sighed helplessly, waved his hand to let the others, and helped the old man to leave first.

After waiting for the rest of the Ministry of Rites to leave, Lu Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, he is a member of the Kong family, and after the saint, I am afraid that your actions today will completely offend him." ”

Zhu Gaoyu glanced at him, "You said, the Kong family is so ignorant of etiquette, what will the old man think if the sage knows about it?" ”

"Ugh..."

Lu Zhen saw that Zhu Gaoyu was angry, and sighed lightly, and shook his head helplessly.

"Your Highness, the minister will try to help you say yes, be careful yourself."

After speaking, he bowed, shook his head and left the palace.

Looking at the distant back, Zhu Gaoyu chuckled.

"Be careful, I think he's the one who is careful."

He beckoned to a guard next to him and whispered in his ear: "I suspect that those two old men in the Ministry of Rites have something to do with Ji Gang's rebellion, and tell Zuo Jun that before dinner, I want to hear the news that they have been arrested." ”

Waiting for the guards to leave, Zhu Gaoyu turned around and walked to the back hall.

As he walked, he sighed faintly: "I'm a kind person, and I never hold grudges!" ”

Lao Zhang, the housekeeper who witnessed all this throughout the whole process, heard Zhu Gaoyu's shameless words, and the corners of his mouth pulled fiercely.

My Highness, you don't hold grudges, but you don't take revenge overnight, and you have to have a chance to hold grudges.

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