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Mao Ji Zhixing is here.
His appearance caused a sensation.
Because many gentry and scholars from nearby came.
There are hundreds of people.
These people are almost the real "common people" in Changping County. They control all closely related industries in Changping County and can even influence the county magistrate's decision-making.
Knowing that His Majesty was hosting a banquet made them feel bright.
??Obviously, this is a grand event for them.
? People are outside and looking forward to it.
They are all waiting for Mr. Mao Ji.
When Mao Ji got off the carriage, he raised his head and looked at the crowd of people.
There are court officials, gentry, and scholars with turbans and Confucianism.
He was smiling, which immediately aroused an enthusiastic response.
"Mr. Mao Ji, you are polite."
"Mr. Mao, please."
Under the guidance of Yang Ping, Mao Ji walked slowly. When he arrived outside, there was already a eunuch waiting for him.
The eunuch said: "Your Majesty has an oral order, please invite all officials and local gentry to sit down at the table."
So, everyone filed in.
The entire Houya has been renovated and decorated, and many mansions have been directly opened.
Emperor Hongzhi sat high and high.
But the sudden influx of hundreds of people still made the place feel awkward. It was a banquet, but there was no table, so everyone had to sit on the floor, and it was crowded with people.
Aren¡¯t you inviting me to dinner?
Where¡¯s the wine, where¡¯s the food?
There¡¯s no table?
What are you eating here?
??Everyone, look at me and I¡¯ll look at you.
There is a plan in front of Emperor Hongzhi.
He smiled and looked around. Fang Jifan and Xiao Jing stood beside him, looking at everyone who came in with a smile.
Fang Jifan still couldn¡¯t understand His Majesty¡¯s thoughts.
But that doesn¡¯t matter.
He is happy to see whatever happens next.
Emperor Hongzhi¡¯s eyes fell on Mao Ji.
He has an impression of Mao Ji.
When Mao Ji was in the Hanlin Academy, he had the experience of being a chauffeur.
Emperor Hongzhi quickly turned his attention to the other gentry.
He saw a familiar person.
Zhao Yi!
Zhao Yi obviously noticed something.
He was smiling when he came in. Being able to receive a banquet from the emperor was enough to make him brag for a lifetime.
Zhao Yi¡¯s face was flushed, but he raised his head and saw Emperor Hongzhi, who looked familiar.
Of course, he didn¡¯t dare to think deeply.
It just feels familiar.
Because Emperor Hongzhi had changed into formal crown clothes, although he looked familiar, Zhao Yi would never connect the supreme emperor in front of him with the passing scholar.
To be honest, he was a little nervous.
He quickly lowered his head.
With everyone, a great gift.
"Pingshen, there is no need to be too polite." Emperor Hongzhi said calmly: "I came to Changping because of its reputation. I have long heard that Changping's literary style is flourishing and spectacular. Today, I have summoned all the ministers here because I want to see it. "
There was silence below.
Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said: "Don't be formal, come on, let's pass the dishes to everyone."
Xiao Jing understood and winked at the eunuch.
A moment later, amid everyone's expectations, countless eunuchs filed in. They took out food boxes, took out individual cornbreads from the food boxes, and began to distribute them.
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A person holds such a thing in his hand.
Senseless.
¡°And¡this is no ordinary nest.
In fact, wowotou is a common food in the north. Although it is eaten by ordinary people, rich people also eat it occasionally. For example, Liu Kuanfu, a famous scholar in the Tang Dynasty, once said in the last chapter of "Seven Things in the Sun" As for "Aiwowo", Xiao Zhu said, "Wowo is made of glutinous rice flour, shaped like a Yuanxiao powdered lychee, with sugar filling in the middle. The outer grits are steamed to make a concave surface, hence the name Wowo."
Of course, the nests in everyone's hands now are not as long as the nests that Liu Kuanfu annotated. They are not filled with sugar inside, and sugar is very expensive. As for the outside, it is not even Will be mixed with white flour.
This is a poor family; He smiled and looked at the ministers.
Sure enough, among the hundreds of officials, many people nodded secretly, and many village elders also lightly claimed that they were right.
Mao Ji expressed their feelings.
They are here for the banquet, not to be insulted like this.
Emperor Hongzhi sighed and said: "I often hear scholars talk about benevolence and righteousness and caring for the people. Therefore, I was thinking that this food is the most common thing for people to eat. Today I and you are here to eat this. The food that the common people eat is naturally meant to share the joys and sorrows with the common people, but the Mao Qing family thinks that I am insulting the scholar-bureaucrats?"
The officials and village elders were stunned.
He looked down at the nest in his hand.
People who have read books are different.
In fact, it is not just those of you who have read books, the emperor has also read books.
Everyone hurriedly said: "Your Majesty has this original intention, and I respect you."
So, someone picked up the steamed bun with difficulty and reluctantly stuffed it into his mouth.
Mao Ji was unmoved. He said: "Your Majesty has such profound meaning, which is really admirable. But I don't think so."
Emperor Hongzhi looked at Mao Ji: "Oh?"
Mao Ji said calmly: "The sage respects etiquette, so what is etiquette? The ruler, the minister, and the minister are etiquette, the father, the son, the son are the etiquette, the husband and wife are also the etiquette, the king is the guide for the ministers, the father is the guide for the son, and the husband is the guide for the wife. , these are all etiquette. Because of etiquette, the superiority and inferiority are derived. Your Majesty is the king, the father, and the husband. You should not eat such chaff. And the ministers are your guests and the pillars of the country. Your Majesty, the scholar-bureaucrats who govern the world, should not eat such dross. Otherwise, where is the etiquette? Your Majesty must not only cherish yourself, but also treat the scholars well so that they can be used by your Majesty and stabilize the country. Only then can the country be prosperous. Worry. If one day, even the scholars eat these chaff, and even the scholars will be wronged, then the etiquette prescribed by the saint will disappear, and the etiquette will collapse and the music will be destroyed. The behavior started.¡±
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