Da Ming Tai Shi

Chapter 244

Time waits for no one, Chen Yunfu has tried very hard to catch it, but he still can't catch Hong Wuchao's tail, and let the timeline crash into the New Year.

When the New Year's fireworks in Jinling City bloomed in the night sky, the clock tower and the big bells of the palace were all rang.

Immediately afterwards, there were the sounds of announcing the watch in the city one after another.

"Hong Wu Bi, Yong Le Ji, Zi Zheng, everything goes well!"

The first year of Yongle is here!
Chen Yunfu was lying on a deck chair in his yard, watching the New Year's fireworks together with Shao Ning, it was really beautiful.

The latter was covered with a blanket, and he was fascinated by it at the moment.

"So lovely."

"Yeah, it's really pretty." Chen Yunfu turned around and looked at Shao Ning fixedly, making the latter blush.

"Old husband and wife, what are you doing here?"

"What's so disgusting to boast about your daughter-in-law's good looks? Come on, give your husband a kiss."

"Oh, the taste of wine in one mouthful, I don't like it."

After a fight, the final result was that Shao Ning left her own recliner and curled up into Chen Yunfu's arms.

"Ever since you finished chatting with Dad a few days ago, I've always been uneasy these days. Are you doing something important?"

Chen Yunfu lowered his head, looked at Shao Ning who was looking up, and smiled.

"Your man, I am the chief minister of the cabinet. Everything I do is a major event that can affect the whole world. I said today that I like to eat mung bean cakes, and tomorrow the price of mung bean cakes in Jinling City will increase, but that is for me. Just a little thing."

Shao Ning stared at it obsessively, and then smiled sweetly.

"My husband is so handsome."

Holding his wife tightly, Chen Yunfu said something Shao Ning couldn't understand.

"I have changed time and history, what else can I not change? My life is destined to be beyond the praise of pale words."

Fengtian Temple, New Year's Day.

Auspiciously, between Dan Bi, unfolded the bright yellow imperial edict, and recited aloud the new year's edict drafted by the Ministry of Rites.

Salary increase, favor and leave, gift of clothes, the content is the same, except for the sentence at the end that convicts the third class and amnesty the world.

After all the officials bowed down, Qi Song Shengming got up, exited the hall in order of ranks, and went to the East Pavilion to pay New Year's greetings to the crown prince Zhu Yunwen.

After all the processes are completed, the time will enter the New Year holiday that everyone loves to see.

"New year, new weather, you were 59 last year, but you will be 58 this year."

"Haha, where is there?"

The courtiers left the palace in twos and twos, chatted with each other auspiciously, and laughter echoed everywhere on Chang'an Avenue. Only at this moment, the palace returned to silence from the hustle and bustle.

This is true silence.

Even if a team of servants passed by occasionally, no one dared to make the slightest noise.

This is always the case in the imperial palace, a place that has never been anything but lively.

Including the most noisy Wenhua Palace on weekdays.

The majestic Duke Cheng of the Ming Dynasty and Chen Yunfu, the prince's young teacher, are staying here at this moment, holding a volume of books by themselves.

Holidays are holidays, and it doesn't mean that the imperial court is completely empty. Every yamen has officials on duty, and Chen Yunfu, who is in charge of the cabinet, does not intend to be an exception, so he has set a rotation.

Today is the first day of the new year, and he, the chief assistant, took the lead and set an example, so he stayed in the palace on duty.

When he has nothing to do, he just reads for entertainment, but from Chen Yunfu's eyes at the moment, it can be seen that our Shoufu University scholar obviously didn't put his mind on reading, he was staring at the snow scene outside the hall in a daze.

It wasn't until a young official came in to pay his respects that Chen Yunfu was brought out of this state.

"The lower official's Ministry of Rites experienced Si Dushi Yang Yu, see the young master."

The visitor bowed to the end and told his intentions: "The lower official has brought all 68 volumes of etiquette and law, and asked the young master to delete them."

"Ah, good, let someone carry it in."

Chen Yunfu came back to his senses and said casually, but soon froze, and called out to stop the official who turned to leave.

"What did you say your name was?"

"Xiaguan Yang Yu."

Yang Yu hurriedly turned around and made a bow.

This official, Chen Yunfu, has the impression that before the abdication ceremony, when he went to the Ministry of Rites to find Ren Hengtai, then Minister of Rites, he met him and passed by.

Yang Yu?

Chen Yunfu frowned tightly, this name, this name.

"Do you have a sign?"

"The official name is Shiqi."

Faced with Chen Yunfu's questioning, Yang Shiqi naturally did not dare to hide anything, and answered truthfully.

It really is this one.

The head of the Three Yangs, the elder of the Four Dynasties Pavilion of the Ming Dynasty, Yang Shiqi.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yunfu's mouth, but right now, this Yang Shiqi is not as old as himself.

"From Jiangxi?"

"Yes, the young master knows the servant?"

"That's not true, but Honsuke once heard your name mentioned by a friend."

Yang Shiqi blinked in bewilderment, the friend of the young master of the prince would know him?
"Go and bring things in first."

"Yes."

Even though he was deeply puzzled, Yang Shiqi didn't dare to ask Chen Yunfu face to face. He immediately walked out of the Wenhua Palace after receiving his order, called a few servants to help him, and brought in a few cases. It is full of books about the etiquette of the Ming Dynasty from the Ministry of Rites.

68 books!
"The law of the Ming Dynasty is not more than one-third of this etiquette, and the common people will soon have to be disciplined even when they defecate and urinate."

Chen Yunfu thought of a joke from later generations.

Young people in the new era don't like the wine table rules of the older generation, and they often joke about it.

'Before I drink with others, I can't wait to give someone three knocks. '

This is of course impossible, but this shows that the new generation dislikes the wine table culture and social etiquette with too much red tape.

Meaningless greetings and hypocritical business flattery are regarded as the standard, and even regarded as the essence of wine table culture. It seems that if you don’t understand these, you can’t be called a mature person, not a person who can do things and do good things.

Practical work is not worth boasting about, and those who know these tricks are called old Jianghu.

This ideology is typical bureaucratic thinking still exists.

We still don’t have enough time to acquire knowledge and hone professional skills, so we have to squeeze out a lot of time for life, rest, board and lodging to make up for it, and then learn these?
The so-called wine table culture and social etiquette are nothing compared to the 68 etiquette books in front of Chen Yunfu.

This is the greatest horror in the world!
If you can't learn the wine table culture, you will be called immature, but if you can't learn these etiquettes, you will be tolerated by the world, and you will be labeled as big enough to ruin your reputation.

"Let's show the directory to Bensuke first."

There were so many books that Chen Yunfu didn't know where to start reading them, so he could only reach out and ask Yang Shiqi for the catalogue.

"We have a long time today, take your time."

(End of this chapter)