Chapter 515: The Imperial Master Sets a Trap for the Jiang Family to Fill The
morning court was dull and boring.
The cold wind outside the palace was blowing like a knife.
After the court officials reported the usual business, they were all eager to go home, hoping to step on the wind and fire wheels and rush back to the carriage as soon as possible.
Soon, Ali yawned and was about to leave the court.
Who knew that at this time, Wu Qing, the chief wine of the Imperial College, stepped forward, "I have something to report!"
The officials had to stop as soon as they moved, and looked back complainingly.
Mu Yihan had also stood up and planned to leave the palace to see the concubine.
He had to sit back, "So it's Wu Qing? What do you want to report?"
Wu Qing had been holding it in for a long time and finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Please, Imperial Master, restore the Imperial College's winter schedule!" His voice was as loud as a bell.
Winter afternoons were originally the time he looked forward to the most in the year, a good leisure time to play with birds and read books.
Now the time has suddenly been changed. Isn't this a forced breakup of his happiness?
In addition, Mrs. Wu is already eight months pregnant and needs company. Wu Qing, a stubborn scholar, can't stand it.
Mu Yihan, however, was too lazy to even raise his eyelids and rejected it as soon as he heard it.
"No."
"How can I change my order every day?"
He also had to be on guard, because Feng Jing was too idle and was trying to snatch his concubine from him.
Wu Qing didn't know the inside story and wanted to go forward and ask again.
But the officials were anxious to go home and spoke up to stop him.
"Your Excellency the Imperial Preceptor is wise. The Imperial College is a place to cultivate talents. How can it only focus on rest?"
"The work and rest schedule for cold weather should not have been established in the first place. Our Ministry of War has never had it. Why should your Imperial College be treated specially?"
"This is a morning court! Your trivial matters are not worth bringing up. If you have to hold it in, go home and let it out!"
Wu Qing was furious. When he looked up again, he saw Mu Yihan was about to leave in anger.
As soon as he got angry, he said bluntly, "Well, since I can't resume my winter routine, I will take a few days off. I hope the Imperial Master will forgive me!"
"Take a leave?" Mu Yihan glanced at him lazily, "Why?"
Wu Qing said angrily, "Why? Humph, because I am about to have a baby boy. I made a wish in front of the Bodhisattva. Now I have to set up a long table banquet to fulfill my wish. I have to take a half-month leave to entertain the neighbors. Does this count as a reason?"
"By the way, this is for the great cause of continuing the family line. The Imperial Master will not disapprove. You want to cut off the incense of my Wu family!" He got angry.
Everyone fell silent when they heard it.
They knew he was deliberately talking nonsense and were worried that the Imperial Master would be unhappy and punish him.
Unexpectedly, Mu Yihan raised his eyebrows, not only was he not angry, but he showed a hint of calculation.
Oh? The Wu family is going to have a banquet?
In half a month?
This is a good opportunity.
Mu Yihan suddenly became happy and smiled, "Okay, then I will approve the leave. Since Wu Qing is going to have a banquet, just go back and concentrate on preparing!"
After saying that, he left the hall.
Wu Qing was left confused.
There were also court officials who kept talking.
"Why did the national teacher change his temper and become so easy to talk to?"
"Who knows, Wu Qing is lucky. A civil servant who claims to be a clean official all day long, the national teacher probably doesn't bother to deal with him."
Wu Qing went back and wondered for a long time.
At the same time, he also felt a little regretful. He regretted that he shouldn't have been impulsive. Now he had to take this leave.
However, what made him regret even more was yet to come.
In the afternoon, thirty or forty colleagues who rarely interacted with him came to his house to deliver gifts and asked about the date of the long table banquet.
Wu Qing was surprised. After asking carefully, he found out that it was the imperial master who spoke.
Mu Yihan actually sent people to notify each residence one by one, asking all civil and military officials in the court to go to the banquet at Wu Mansion. Hundreds of people have been notified!
Although everyone was puzzled, they thought that the imperial master respected the upright civil officials, so they all did as he was told.
Wu Qing was dumbfounded.
Oh, my God, he was just talking nonsense on impulse, how come he really invited all the officials to the banquet...
You know, he usually has a low salary and rarely accepts expensive gifts. If he really entertains all the officials for half a month, wouldn’t it be a few years of work in vain.
Wu Qing was furious.
He could only collect the gifts sent by the crowd and try to secretly sell them for money.
Unexpectedly, Mu Yihan was even more ruthless. He had already informed all the officials in advance not to send any expensive gifts to avoid adding worries to the Wu Mansion.
After Wu Qing opened the boxes one by one, he found that they were full of ancient books and handwritten letters that could not be sold at a high price!
The poor scholar slapped his forehead.
This is really a rip-off...
At the same time, the Jiang Mansion also welcomed the imperial teacher who personally delivered the news.
It was almost noon, and the little fat girl wrapped in a rabbit fur jacket and stepped into the kitchen on short legs to see what lunch was.
Noticing a little head poking out of the door, Li Qiqiao turned around and smiled, and raised the meat scraper.
Little Nuobao jumped three feet high, "Ah! Lamb hotpot, lamb hotpot for lunch, second sister-in-law, I want to eat spicy hotpot, spicy and numb, so spicy that I can't count!"
"Come on, have you forgotten the last time you ate spicy fish hotpot, and your mouth was numb and swollen, and your butt hurt when you went to the toilet?"
Feng was indeed a real mother, and she was not ambiguous when exposing the little girl's shortcomings.
Little Nuobao's ears turned red, and she pretended not to hear and was about to run away.
At this time, Mu Yihan entered the Jiang Mansion, and she quickly snuggled into her father's arms.
"Daddy, have you come back from court? You've come just in time. Let's have a mutton hotpot for lunch. You'll be in for a treat!"
Mu Yihan picked up the girl and tapped her nose.
"Daddy didn't come here for nothing. I got a good business for your little Jiuchongtian today." He smiled.
Little Nuobao was surprised, "Business? Who is coming?"
Mu Yihan told her what happened in court.
"Since Wu Qing wants to take a leave, why not use his long table banquet to invite all the officials and let Little Nine-Chongtian show himself."
In the capital, not many people can compare with these court officials in terms of wealth.
Now, they can all be gathered at the villa. Why worry about no one knowing Little Nine-Chongtian in the future?
Wu Qing must be short of money at the moment and is worried about setting up a banquet.
The Jiang family only needs to take the initiative to propose to waive the fee for him. Not only can they take advantage of this opportunity,
but they can also earn a favor from the Wu family. "Although this first business may not seem to make money, the publicity value is far more than the cost of setting up a banquet." Mu Yihan said.
After hearing this, the Jiang family was impressed by the scheming of the national teacher.
It was obviously he who set a trap for Lord Wu.
Then he let the Jiang family step in to help him out.
He earned a favor for nothing and got the best opportunity to launch Little Nine Heavens. This was too smart!
The Feng family applauded.
"This is it. We don't have to worry about not having a grand debut for our manor." Jiang Fengnian rubbed his hands happily.
Jiang Fenghu also smiled innocently, "The national teacher's trick is really great, but it's a pity for Lord Wu, who has been treated as a tool by us!"
Mu Yihan shook his head.
Wu Qingchao lost his temper, and he didn't punish him, which was already a balance between the two.
Little Nuobao clapped his hands and smiled happily, "Okay, then do as Daddy said. Our Little Nine Heavens will be officially opened!"
Everyone smiled, only Feng Jing touched his head in grievance.
Although but... can his winter routine really not come back? !
Everyone laughed a few more times, and then Li Qiqiao took off her skirt, walked out of the kitchen and shouted, "Mom, the mutton pot will be served soon, quickly take Nuobao and the national master into the house to sit down."
Little Nuobao hugged his father's neck, turned left and right, and did not go to the side hall to eat as usual.
Instead, he went to the warm room on the north side of the small kitchen.
Although it was smaller, it was cleanly decorated, and the other end was connected to the kang hole in the kitchen.
"In cold weather, you have to take off your shoes and eat on the kang to eat mutton hotpot!" Feng said to everyone, "Fortunately, there is a kang in this warm room. Let's eat on the kang in the warm room this winter, just like we did in the village."
Madam Zheng lifted two elm tables and put them together on the kang.
Li Qiqiao brought two cooks and brought in two copper pots with soup and meat slices.
"We women like to eat spicy food, but we are afraid that you men can't eat it, so we made a spicy hotpot and a mushroom hotpot. Whoever likes which pot can take it." Li Qiqiao smiled after handing out chopsticks.
As the steam in the pot was boiling, everyone took off their coats and ate with arms wide open.
After the meal, Feng did not forget her business and immediately sent Jiang Fengnian to the Wu residence to discuss hosting the banquet.
At this time, Wu Qing was worried about a headache, and the "painkillers" were delivered to his door.
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