No restrictions on the level of official positions, all memorials are presented by the Tongjinsi Department, and there is no delay after the presentation. If you want to submit them to the emperor immediately, basically, except for the prime minister, there are only censors. ▲∴ The prime minister has many opportunities to comment face to the emperor, and there are not many memorials, so the most common ones here in Tongjinsi are censors.

Xu Ping never came back every year, and he impeached the censor when he came, which also surprised Shi Zhongli. He has always been a censor who impeached others, and it is rare to be impeached by others. Xu Ping is really unique.

Seeing Shi Zhongli's expression exaggerated, Xu Ping couldn't help but smile and said, "The regular guest here is the villain in my family."

The interpersonal relationships here in Tongjinsi were extremely complicated, and there were many court officials' eyes. Xu Ping was not good at staying in such a place too much. After handing in the memorial, he said goodbye to Shi Zhongli and left the Chuigong Hall and returned to the Sansi Yamen.

At this time, it is nearly the end of the year. The officials in the department are busy with some work that will end at the end of the year. Most of the newly transferred officials will take office after the New Year. There is still only one judge in the Yan and Iron Department. Guo Zi will have to wait until after the New Year to take office.

After the morning court this morning, Han Zong's father Han Yi was transferred to the position of the Chief Censor of Quan. The Chief Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censor of the Censorate. Their Han family is a big family, no smaller family like Xu Ping, and the banquet is held all night long and must be prepared.

Guo Quanze of the Yantigouyuan was transferred to the Censorate as the Censorate, and Zheng Jian was newly transferred to the court to the Gensorate, and he would take office after the New Year.

The subordinates were not in good hands, and Xu Ping had no mentality. He handled some daily affairs in the yamen and went home.

Twenty-six is ​​the last day of court, and he is basically indifferent. After going to court, Xu Ping was about to return to the Sansi Yamen when he was stopped by a small yellow gate: "The county marquis, the official's order, today Houyuan will host the ministers, and the county marquis are also among them, so let's follow me."

Xu Ping couldn't figure it out and had to follow the little yellow gate to the deep inner area.

The so-called ministers have special references in this era, generally referring to the prime minister and officials, and in a broad sense, they must be subject to the above. Xu Ping was not qualified at this time, and he must have been appointed by Emperor Zhao Zhen to participate.

This is not the first time Xu Ping has entered the palace. He has followed the little yellow gate and walked to the back garden of Da Nei.

Spring is the beginning of spring on the ninth day of the first lunar month next year. It is already the end of winter. The cold wind does not stop, whistling past the bare branches in the back garden, and slapping the iron-hardened pine needles and cypress leaves.

Not long after walking, I saw a warm pavilion in front of me. At this time, the ministers in the court were already full of the surrounding eunuchs, and the small yellow gates were busy preparing wine and food.

When we got closer, we first saw more than a dozen pots of peonies placed high on the platform, which were blooming brightly with the howling cold wind around us. This was presented by Xu Ping after Sun Qilang built a fire road and warm pavilion for the palace. Everyone in the palace asked for it at home, so we couldn't let it go. Anyway, there were more than a dozen pots at Xu Ping's house, which was enough to be lively during the New Year.

Seeing Xu Ping coming, Kou, who had been sitting in the front early, said, "Xu Ping, come here!"

Xu Ping greeted all the senior officials all the way and came to Kou Yu.

Zhao Zhen, who was sitting in the upper throne, saw it and said, "Marty Yongning, today I borrowed the winter peonies you offered, and held a banquet in the palace to reward the ministers. The so-called "borrow flowers to offer Buddha, come and have a drink!"

Seeing that everyone around him looked at him, Xu Ping hurriedly walked up to him to show his gratitude.

The small yellow door standing next to him was filled with wine and brought it to Xu Ping.

Xu Ping took it and bowed to Zhao Zhen: "Thank you for your grace!"

After saying that, he raised his glass and drank it all.

The wine is lamb wine brewed by Gongli, which is suitable for this severe cold weather. After drinking a cup of Xu Ping, he felt warm all over.

After returning the wine glass, Xu Ping thanked him again and returned to Kou Yu to sit down.

Since Xu Ping returned to Beijing, Sansi has been in the limelight several times, and when he returned to Sansi, Kou Yu only felt comfortable in body and mind. Moreover, Xu Ping's background is there, and it can be said that his future is promising, and Kou Yu also feels confident.

Everyone sat down, and Xiaohuangmen secretly reported the number of people who had not arrived. Those who had not arrived were sick or had something to do and would not come today.

Zhao Zhen raised his wine glass and whispered: "The winter is bitter and cold, and in previous years it was desolate. Not to mention the blooming flowers, even the green leaves are rare to see. This year, there is a skilled craftsman in the Yongning Marquis Mansion who built this warm pavilion for the palace. The place is as big as possible to accommodate all the ministers to have a glass of wine together. The most valuable thing is that this warm pavilion only burns charcoal, and the daily expenses are not much, not a luxury or desire. It is rare, rare!"

Speaking of this, I raised my glass: "Everyone, drink a drink!"

Everyone thanked each other, raised their glasses in their hands and drank them all.

Xu Ping is not a good wine, and he doesn't think the taste of the fine wine in this palace is good. However, some ministers next to him have a drink and look scented.

The banquet in the back garden was a process of having fun with the emperor and his subordinates. There were no censors and the staff of the gate staring at each other and were staring at them at any time. The process was quite casual.

After three rounds of wine, Zhao Zhen stood up, walked to the peonies on the platform beside him, and said to everyone: "This is the peonies presented in the Yongning Marquis' Mansion. Although they are not very expensive, they are particularly valuable in this cold winter. I used to hear that the country's extreme southern prefecture army is blooming all year round, but I don't expect that there are also winter time in the capital to watch flowers."

The ministers stood up together and bowed to congratulate.

This year, it was originally about auspicious flowers and auspicious grass, but after the previous dynasty Emperor Zhenzong gave the heavenly book and conferred the gods and gods in the east and west, it has become a taboo. Everyone consciously avoided this section. Xu Ping himself was also thin-skinned, and it was obviously urged by the greenhouse, so he said that he couldn't hold on to the face, let alone his own family.

Zhao Zhen greeted a group of close ministers to come forward to appreciate the flowers. Everyone thanked him. Prime Minister Lu Yijian and Zhang Shixun took the lead and led the ministers to approach the high platform where the flowers were placed.

Although peonies are good in Luoyang, there are many people growing them in Tokyo, and Yujin Garden is planted in acres of hectares, which is not unusual. However, it is the first time that everyone sees peonies blooming in winter. The cold wind blows outside, and enjoying flowers in the pavilion has a unique mood, and each one is full of interest.

Feng Yuan, a white-haired Hanlin scholar, bowed to Zhao Zhen in front of the flowers and said, "Watching flowers in winter is a peaceful event. How can you not have any poems? Please ask your Majesty to ask the ministers to present their poems."

Xu Ping frowned when he heard this. He didn't like to have a banquet with these literati ministers because they always came to poetry and essays, as if they had nothing else to do. It was nothing to write two poems because of the excitement of the poem, but it would be unnecessary to waste brain cells like this by rushing the ducks on the shelves like this.
Chapter completed!