"I will obey your orders, I will not disappoint you!" Tu Yiying was slightly startled at first, and then said with hands in hand.

He actually doesn't like this Li Si. He relies on Qin Minglei's support on weekdays, and he doesn't disrespect him as a doctor, but sometimes he may slip up. Now let him nominate a new pian, this is undoubtedly the one he wants.

the result.

Lin Haoran seemed to have made an insignificant decision and said calmly to the officials present: "Although the main hall is in charge of the main hall, if you have anything, you can report it to the main hall now."

It is the practice of all yamen to discuss matters after midnight.

The Ceremony Department and the Host and Guest Department were under the charge of Lin Haoran, while the Temple Priest and the Fine Dining Department were under the charge of Qin Minglei. Therefore, the officials of the Temple Priest and the Fine Dining Department could not help but secretly exchange glances. Lin Haoran already wanted to use his power to act as the official.

that power.

Lin Haoran's throat felt itchy, but he coughed lightly.

He Bin, the chief guest of honor, stepped forward with understanding and asked respectfully: "Master, it has been more than half a month since the envoys from Nanyang arrived in Beijing. They have asked several times, but they don't know when they can meet the emperor.

Woolen cloth?"

If there is anything that is the most important issue of the Ministry of Rites in the near future, it is this group of Nanyang missions from Guangdong.

It's just that after the Nanyang mission arrived in Beijing, it was always arranged in the Huitong Pavilion. Not only did the emperor not summon him for a long time, but he also didn't hand down any regulations, so the Nanyang mission could only wait.

When all the officials heard about this, they all looked at Lin Haoran, also wanting to know when the emperor would be able to summon the Nanyang envoy.

However, if we say that those people are urging, I'm afraid it's not entirely true. After all, the Huitong Hall entertains them with good wine and meat every day, and also allows the prostitutes from the Jiaofang Division to perform at the festival to entertain them, which makes the bunch of locals feel happy to miss Shu.

All the officials were as clear as a mirror, guessing that it was not the Nanyang envoys who were anxious, but Lin Butang, who deliberately asked He Bin to give him a reason to promote the matter in public.

There was no movement on Lin Haoran's face, and he nodded gently and said: "This matter really shouldn't be delayed. I will discuss it with the main hall later and I will give you an answer soon!"

"Yes!" He Bin responded respectfully when he saw that his goal was achieved.

Lin Haoran had already developed the ability to hide his joy, and it was impossible for people to see through his intentions easily. He looked around at the officials present and asked again: "Everyone, is there anything else?"

All the officials shook their heads and prepared to resign.

However, Tu Yiying, the priest of the temple, gritted his teeth and stepped forward to raise his hands and said: "Master, the saint's sacrifice is coming soon, but I don't know who should go there this year?"

The priests of the temple are in charge of sacrifices. This seemingly idle department has a lot of practical affairs. Every time it is the day of the ten late emperors and everyone else's memorial day, they have to arrange for people to go to various mausoleums to worship.

There are not many military officers who can serve as commander-in-chief, and many of them hold idle positions in the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army. The most common thing they do on weekdays is to help the emperor perform sacrifices to the late emperors and their descendants.

For example, on the anniversary of the death of Empress Xiaozhuang Rui, Pengcheng Bo Zhang Xiong was sacrificed, on the anniversary of Empress Xiaomu's death, Guangning Bo Liu Yunzhong was sacrificed, and on the anniversary of the death of Emperor Ren Xiaowen, Cheng Anbo Guo Yingqian was sacrificed, etc.

In addition, there are festivals such as the Qingming Festival, and the Confucius Festival is held in April.

After his death, his master Confucius was buried in Qufu, Shandong. His descendants were conferred sageships by successive dynasties. Although he was not favored by Zhu Yuanzhang in the Ming Dynasty and his status declined compared with previous dynasties, the status of Confucius was still transcendent.

Every year on the festival day, the imperial court would send officials to Shandong to perform sacrifices. However, the order of sacrifices differed according to the sacrifices made to the previous emperor. The candidates were appointed by ministers, and they were usually senior officials of the imperial court.

Huh?

The officials immediately smelled something different. They first glanced at Tu Yiying in confusion, who was not following the rules, and then turned to look at Lin Haoran, wondering what kind of response Lin Haoran would make.

Lin Haoran took a deep look at Tu Yiying. He also didn't expect that Tu Yiying would bring this matter up in public. He just weighed it a little and asked calmly: "Tu Langzhong, was Mr. Yuan Ge the year before last and the year before last?"

Heading?"

Although Xu Jie put out the slogan of "shared votes" after he came to power, Xu Jie always tried to "throw away" Yuan Wei. First, he asked Yuan Wei to preside over the compilation of "Xingdu Zhi", and even sacrificed Confucius to such a

Leave the matter to Yuan Wei.

It is nice to just go to Shandong to worship the sage Confucius, but local officials know that they have to do everything possible to get to the capital. Leaving the capital is equivalent to being far away from the center of power. There is no profit to be made in worshiping Confucius, so it is not a good job.

The reason why things always fall on Yuan Wei is that Xu Jie wanted to take the opportunity to send Yuan Wei out of the capital, but Yuan Wei couldn't shirk this matter.

Lin Haoran had a different idea about this arrangement, and made a decision: "You can't bother Mr. Yuan Ge all the time with the Saint Sacrifice! Now that Mr. Yuan Ge is in charge of the Yuan Fu Bill, he has a lot of things to do every day. The headquarters thinks that this time it can be done

It is proposed that Dong Shilang should go on your behalf!"

This move actually contains some selfish motives. Dong Fen is highly regarded by the emperor. He is also one of the "quange elders" and the veteran left servant of the official office. If we can take the opportunity to send him away from the capital for some time,

It was actually beneficial to his father-in-law.

"Your Majesty knows!" Tu Yiying responded respectfully without showing any emotion on his face.

The officials exchanged glances secretly, knowing that this matter was afraid of causing another stir. Not to mention that Lin Haoran was suspected of extending his hand to Lei Minglei's territory, and now he chose Dong Fen instead of Yuan Wei. This was a matter of selection.

I'm afraid that there will be a dispute in the court.

Lin Haoran didn't take it seriously, and said calmly to the officials present: "If there is nothing else, then just go back to your respective government offices and be busy!"

All the officials bowed respectfully to Lin Haoran, and then returned to their respective government offices.

It's just that the stone has been thrown, and things are destined to cause waves, and naturally the first one to be affected is the headquarters Yamen.

The right servant is at the Yamen office, signing the pledge room.

With a sullen face, Qin Minglei grabbed the tea cup on the table. As a result, the hot tea overflowed, and some of the tea flowed onto his palms. The pain made him immediately grimace and scream.

"Lord, please calm down!" Liu Zhongda, the doctor of the Fine Dining Department, brought what had just happened to Qin Minglei. Seeing his huge reaction, he hurriedly tried to persuade him.

Xuang Ming Lei dropped the tea cup and it was so hot that he hurriedly threw away his hand. Looking at a bench in front of him, he kicked it again angrily, but the bench did not move. The pain made him cover his toes and scream.

The servant hurriedly stepped forward to help him, which prevented him from falling to the ground, but he also began to calm down.

Xuang Minglei sat down on another bench and cursed angrily: "He really dares to interfere in anything! I am in charge of the priest of this temple, why should he, Lin Ruoyu, extend his hand here!"

Liu Zhongda, the manager of the Fine Food Department, saw Qin Minglei being so angry and sighed secretly in his heart, but chose to remain silent.

Although Lin Haoran is right, he is not exaggerating. After all, although the fine dining department and the temple priests are under the charge of Qin Minglei, they are under the Ministry of Etiquette. Now Lin Haoran is presiding over the meal on behalf of the main hall, and Tu Yiying throws the matter out
Chapter completed!