His expression remained unchanged as he asked, "What's the reason?"

Zhang Hong thought for a moment and then said: "Your Majesty, Ambassador Ni Tong and Yushi Huo Du have been entangled for a while because of the shift."

Then, as a witness at the scene, he told the emperor the reasons one by one.

Ni Guang recommended that the General Secretary, who took office in January, has been in the court for more than a month. In fact, it cannot be said that he is not familiar with it, but he has some dogma.

The so-called dogma is that according to the "Ritual Rules", after Ni Guang recommended the title of Minister of Rites, his shift should be before the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Therefore, after he took office, he always stood in front of Ge Shouli in a grand manner.

Ge Shouli was an honest man and didn't think anything was wrong.

But today, Ge Shouli, the censor of the left capital, did not attend the court meeting because of something else. The one who came from the Imperial Procuratorate was Huo Ji, the censor of the right capital.

When Yushi Huodu saw the general ambassador standing in front of him, he immediately became excited and dragged Ni Guangjian behind him.

After Ni Guangjian was dragged and staggered, his blood surged and he glared angrily. He stood in front of Huo Ji and refused to move even though he said anything.

The two of them tugged and almost came to blows, but thanks to the cabinet and ceremonial officer Xu Wenbi coming to make peace, they were separated.

"Afterwards, the two of them argued with the ceremonial officer separately."

"Ni Tongzheng envoy said that he was given the title of Minister of Rites. According to the "Etiquette Rules", the ministers of the ministry and academies have the same rank, and if there is a hierarchy, Yamen is the order. The Minister of Rites should stand in front of the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

"The censor of Huodu said that although Ni Tongzhengshi was of the same rank as him, he was still in charge of political affairs and wanted to be superior to him. Therefore, the general administration was added to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, which was not a system."

"It was difficult for Duke Xu and the cabinet to distinguish each other for a while, so he had the authority to arrange the two of them on the left and right, waiting to catch up."

After Zhu Yijun heard this, he was silent for a long time before uttering a sentence: "Fighting will not be allowed in the future."

Later, they were fined for one month's salary for disobedience in front of the palace, which was regarded as a beating each.

Logically speaking, what Huo Ji said is more reasonable.

But Zhu Yijun, as the one who encouraged the General Secretary to come to the table for dinner, naturally wanted to go astray.

Zhang Hong heard this and wrote it down silently.

Then he looked at the time and reminded softly: "Your Majesty, it's almost time to rest."

Xu Shi has been gone for more than half of the time, and it's time for the emperor to go to sleep.

Zhu Yijun closed the memorial and put it aside. Then he rubbed his eyebrows a little sleepily: "It's time to rest. I will go get the Xinbao and Donglin Journal."

Zhang Hong had no choice but to obey orders, hoping that the emperor would finish his work and rest soon.

After Zhang Hong took a stack of newspapers and placed them on the table.

Zhu Yijun waved his hand: "Go and get ready, I'll take a rest after I finish writing this."

The emperor wants to sleep, so there is a lot of preparation work, not to mention that the emperor now has a choice of attendants to serve in the Longevity Palace.

Zhang Hong had no choice but to bow and say he was leaving.

Zhu Yijun waved his hand and was speechless.

Zhang Hong bent over and slowly exited the hall.

When he arrived outside the palace, he took a lantern from the young eunuch's hand and was about to go to the bedroom.

Just at this time, in the direction of the bedroom, several lanterns came from far to near.

Only when he got closer did Zhang Hong see the person coming clearly, and he quickly saluted: "Li Xuanshi."

The other eunuchs and guards were half a step behind, and they all followed the same example of saluting.

Li Baiyang signaled everyone to get up and explained: "Your Majesty has worked so hard, I specially cooked a bowl of soup for you."

After saying that, she stepped aside slightly, revealing the soup in the hands of the maid behind her.

Zhang Hong was startled: "Did the waiter do it himself?"

Li Baiyang nodded.

Seeing this, Zhang Hong said calmly: "When choosing an attendant, follow the rules of the palace..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Xuanshi nodded helplessly: "I know."

After saying that, she picked up the spoon, put a spoonful in her mouth, and swallowed it.

Then he looked at Zhang Hong calmly: "Zhang Dajue, is it okay?"

Zhang Hong didn't answer, just apologized, stepped forward and took a sip himself.

After a while, when he saw that there was no abnormality in his body, he apologized again and again with a smile: "This is the rule of the palace. If I offend you, I will choose the attendant to please you."

Li Xuanshi didn't embarrass him, nodded, and walked past everyone into the Longevity Palace.

Zhang Hong looked at his godson Zhang Cheng and his close guard Jiang Keqian.

The latter two understood and hurriedly followed, taking the wooden plate from the palace maid's hand diligently.

…

Zhu Yijun looked at the half bowl of soup left in front of him and looked at Li Baiyang speechlessly.

Even though the cook didn't steal or harvest the grain, he didn't see anyone drinking to the bottom of it like this.

Li Baiyang pursed his lips: "Your Majesty, my daughter came in all the way and passed five levels to kill six generals. You take one bite and I take one bite, and there is only such a small bowl left."

Zhu Yijun looked strange and corrected: "Since I have been appointed as a servant, I'd better call myself a minister."

He felt strange when his daughter called herself herself.

Although he knew that this was a characteristic of the times, people called themselves old women, I, Yu, slaves, and so on.

When he read Sanyuan's notes, he also saw concubines in the harem calling themselves daughters of Chongzhen.

But Zhu Yijun still felt a little guilty when he saw Li Baiyang's childish face.

Li Baiyang didn't know what he was thinking. Hearing this, he showed a hint of joy and Congshan Ruliu immediately changed his words: "I understand."

Zhu Yijun then came over from Tongtai and got down to business: "There are rules for imperial meals. Why don't you cook more next time?"

It is impossible to change the process. If Supervisor Shang is not watching the process, he will not dare to drink it if he tastes it one by one along the way.

It is better to do more to be practical.

After saying that, Zhu Yijun took half a spoonful and took a small sip.

As soon as it entered his mouth, Zhu Yijun subconsciously stuck out his tongue.

It's cold.

He calmly put the bowl aside and said, "Let me finish my work first."

Li Xuan's attendant knew what was going on and said, "I'll take my leave now."

Even the supervisor of the two palaces did not dare to step into the Wenhua Palace for court discussions, so she naturally knew the benefits and disadvantages of the harem not being allowed to interfere in politics.

If I accidentally see the emperor's memorial, I'm afraid I'll have to go to the cold palace tomorrow.

Zhu Yijun waved his hand: "It's not a political matter. Since you're here, just wait for me to come with you. I happen to be a little tired, so please give me a try."

The memorial was taken away by the Chief of Ceremonies, so there was no trouble. We just left it for chatting. After all, we were roommates, and it was necessary to get familiar with each other.

Li Xuan heard the words and responded softly.

He immediately walked around behind the emperor, placed his slender fingers on the emperor's shoulders, and started to rub them.

He routinely advised: "Since it is not a political matter, Your Majesty might as well take a rest early."

Zhu Yijun moved his neck and did not answer. Instead, he asked: "Have you studied the classics and its meaning at home?"

Li Xuanshi nodded proudly: "I have learned some."

In this context, it would be immodest to directly reply that I have learned something.

Zhu Yijun didn't find it strange.

After all, Li Chunfang is a great Confucian of the time, and this kind of person loves to educate his family members on three outlooks.

He handed Li Xuanshi a stack of newspapers: "Now there is a fierce quarrel in the capital about the debate on scriptures. Have you heard about it?"

Li Baiyang reached out to take it and put it back on the table. While pressing the emperor's shoulders, he replied: "Your Majesty, I read every issue of the newspaper that Uncle Gu'an brought to Concubine Chen."

Zhu Yijun leaned back and asked curiously: "Oh? Who do you think is more reasonable now?"

Li Xuan thought for a while, then shook his head in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, although I have learned some classics and meanings, the debate between Master Li and Master Xue is indeed a bit profound, and I can no longer understand it clearly."

Zhu Yijun snorted secretly, thinking he was a master.

Yes, before the examination, Donglin Journal changed its chief writer on the grounds that Gu Xiancheng was preparing for the examination.

The one who is now debating with Li Zhi is Xue Yingqi, the great Confucian at that time who entered the Zhejiang Temple of Zhejiang.

When heavyweights take action, they naturally become more and more profound.

It involves a lot of prerequisite knowledge, Confucian professional terms, mind, reason, mind, knowledge, knowledge, behavior, color, emptiness, desire, conscience, ontology, kung fu...

Even if Xinbao deliberately translated it in vernacular, it was still beginning to deviate from the point where ordinary people could eat melons.

This is inevitable, but it cannot be allowed to develop like this.
To be continued...