Palace Full of Delicacies

"As for this appearance, if you don't name a post, you are afraid to smash the board." Zhao's eyes are full of surprises, and the heart is really a man leaning on the horse.

Su Yu's skin is fair, and the five senses actually can't say where the special color is, just put it together just right, more than one point will be too staunch, and one point will be weak. On weekdays, it was covered in coarse cloth and it looked a bit gray. Now that I changed my clothes, I showed a pair of warm eyebrows. If there is a book in hand, I will be recognized as a Jiangnan talent.

"挨板子?" Su Yuyi, how can there be such a saying, but no one has ever told him!

Zhao nodded and his eyes were full of smiles. "The old lady was a famous beauty, and you really looked like her." Yan Niang refers to the birth mother of Su Yu, who passed away in the early years, this is still Su Yutou once heard about her from her mother's mouth. She used to know that she was a Jiangnan woman and she was born into a good family.

"Is it..." But Su Yu is not in the mood to listen to this now. The main point of his concern is that he has no name for the post!

Throughout the ages, the requirements of the dynasties for the drafts are different, and the mood of the emperor is completely seen. The Da’an Dynasty’s folk customs are relatively open. Su Yu always thought that this place is similar to the Song and Tang Dynasties. It’s not too concerned. It’s hard that this emperor is a Tang Xuanzong. Is there a beauty in the family who refuses to contribute?

Su Yu found that every time he came to see his aunt, he could discover the New World, not a surprise or a shock.

Going back and turning over the law, there is a clear record of the fact that the son of the honour must be elected, but he did not say that there is any punishment for not participating in the election. Su Yu is distressed. If he is fined and not allowed to marry, it is okay. If he wants to play the board and whip, as a modern person who has not suffered, he can’t stand it.

The full house is open all day, not for snacks and tea at the time of the meal. Snacks are seafood barbecues. The tea is mainly sour plum soup and **** candy. The varieties are simple and all are ready-made. The shopkeeper and Su Yu are relatively leisurely at this time.

The shopkeeper is actually Mr. Yuan, because Su Yu’s business philosophy is too advanced. Mr. Yuan is afraid that those old treasurers can’t accept it. He simply wants to top it first. In addition, Zhao Wang has no new tasks assigned to him recently. He appears on time and on time. Behind the counter.

Throwing a counselor who is almost qualified for the prime minister into the restaurant as a treasurer, Su Yu always has a feeling of violent temperament. He looks at Mr. Yuan’s smile and puts the change of the guest’s reward into his sleeve, and he has a toothache. Mr. Yuan actually had such a strange slap in the treasurer.

Taking advantage of the empty space, Su Yu asked Mr. Yuan to stop in the backyard and taste his new dishes.

"What should I be," Mr. Yuan listened to Su's distress, and laughed. "Su Shaoye asked me if I asked."

Regarding the draft, Su Yu can only ask Mr. Yuan if he wants to go. The other people he knows are either not honorable or younger than him. Little is known about the rules of the royal election.

"The rules of this election are too | the ancestors set it down, the famous post is to give the list of the review of Zong Zhengshi. In the early years, there were not so many children, and there was no need for famous posts. Zong Zhengsi directly reported the roster. Nowadays There are many children of Xungui, and their appearances are different. Zong Zhengsi does not have so many people. This allows the families to take the initiative to submit the famous posts..." Mr. Yuan seems to understand everything, and the head is the way, the process of the royal election is nothing. I explained it over and over again, and even implicitly analyzed the political factors hidden in it.

According to Mr. Yuan, because of the rules of the Da’an royal family, most of the children of Xungui are willing to participate in the general election. After all, once they are elected to the palace, the title of the family is his right, the man can’t give birth to the child, and finally If you are fortunate enough to be sealed in the palace, you will be promoted to the title. Not participating in the general election is to give up the opportunity to show up in front of the royal family, that is, to give up the title in disguise.

Generally speaking, every honourable woman of the appropriate age will stand for election, while a man is the heir to the family. Usually one or two people can be, not everyone goes.

Therefore, most of Zong Zhengsi's list is based on the review of famous posts. For those who do not submit a famous post, they will be ignored when there is no shortage of candidates.

After filtering out those politically related things that Mr. Yuan said more, Su Yu was relieved. It seems that Zhao is only making a joke.

"But..." Mr. Yuan seems to suddenly think of something, and the words turn around. "If Zong Zhengsi suddenly becomes more real, the post is not handed, it is a responsibility."

Su Yu: "..."

Going around, things are back to the original point.

Back home, Su Yu rummaged through the box and found a half-hearted, did not find his lost name, and was distressed. I knew that I had handed in the post, but I couldn’t choose it anyway, it’s better than being checked out.

Da'an Palace, the Golden Temple, the red column, the dragon, the carved beam painting.

On the throne of the Kowloon throne, the young emperor of the Da'an Dynasty, dressed in a bright yellow robes, with one hand, was absent-mindedly listening to the ministers underneath.

"The emperor of the emperor, the name of the honoured child, Zong Zhengshi has been reviewed, and the family department has also presented the roster of the bureaucratic children. The first round of the general election is scheduled for the third day of September." The officials of the Ministry of Education held two rosters.

The seemingly unruly beauty opened slightly, and for a moment, the complex and indiscreet: "Show it up."

The roster of the children of the officials is obviously much thicker than the one of the honoured children. An Hong Che slightly frowned, opened the honour of the one, and glanced at it, then looked at the other, and looked at the two fingers. Point on it, don't look at it.

There was no sound in the hall.

"The emperor, the palace has not been elected for three years, and the court thought that this time should be filled with the harem, and he would be the arbitrarily arbitrarily, and the children of the official officials of the three foreign ministers will be listed." The person standing in the first place of the civil servant was listed.

This person is a pilgrimage, Prince Tai Fu Lu Maogong, but also the cousin of the Queen Mother.

Officials from outside Beijing are in a hurry, and the children of these officials must be allowed to stand for election. Everyone knows this truth, but no one in the church has retorted.

An Hongche took the book and glanced at the people in the hall.

The civil servants all bowed their heads and did not dare to speak. Several military commanders appeared to be a little angry but no one spoke.

"Stinging -" a crisp sound, it was extremely harsh in the awning hall where the needle was audible, and the thick book was unknown, and it was instantly torn and shattered.

"So many words, why can you see it!" An Hongche said coldly, "Why wait for September, the election will be held on the third day of next month, and the new roster will be presented tomorrow." After that, it is not waiting for everyone to react. go with.

Silence, long silence.

Ministers of civil and military are all on the spot, and the prime minister is more rigid.

"You are planning to eat lunch here?" Standing in the middle of the squat, that is, the people under the squad yawned, it is the prince of Zhao Wang who has not yet woken up.

The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs reacted to this and rushed to the empty throne.

"The emperor's arbitrariness is not a day or two, and he has to bear more." An Hongyu took a look at Lu Maogong and said happily.

Lu Maogong smiled and looked at the chubby Zhao Wang with a smile. "The king's grandfather is heavy, and the dissatisfaction of the saint is naturally not done by the court."

On the third day of next month, the general election of children outside Beijing is too late to enter Beijing. The rites had to make a new roster overnight, and Zong Zhengsi also hurriedly increased the number of candidates, so that the number of people in the election was too small.

The turbulent winds in the hall have spread to the calm life of Su Yu. In a few days, the list of Zong Zhengsi has come down.

Su Yu is in the backyard to invite Zhao Wang to taste new dishes. The only family member of Su’s family ran in and stumbled. “Two young masters, the family will let you go back quickly. Zong Zhengsi sent people to the family to declare the list, and you will be asked to go back and declare!”

"Dangdang!" The dish plate in the hands of Su Yu fell to the ground and turned to look at An Hongyu stiffly. "Wang Ye, can you find a way to help me make up the famous post?"

"Ah?" Zhao Wang, who was having a good time, looked up. 2k novel reading network