"Calling him 'Sir' won't do, you have to call him 'Lord.' Sitting in a 400-year-old Harry Potter-style house, exuding aristocratic spirit, he's both barbaric and civilized. I think some people are just too full!"
Following the officials in their worship and sacrifices mechanically, Zhu Xiong Ying dared not be careless about these matters, especially not at such a momentous occasion.
After the ceremony at the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Old Zhu said in a low voice, "Ying'er, just bear with it a little longer, we're about to have a grand banquet."
“Grandpa, it’s not proper to eat at a grand banquet in the imperial court,” Zhu Xiong Ying said softly. “I am the Crown Prince, and every move I make must have the bearing of royalty. It’s much more comfortable to dine with you, Grandpa, without having to stand on ceremony.”
Zhu Biao coughed and said, "Drink less alcohol. Let your imperial grandfather serve you some dishes first, and then I'll serve you two more. Have something to eat first; there are indeed many rules for such a grand banquet."
That's absolutely right. Whether it's drinking or eating, the order is always: the emperor starts, the crown prince follows, and only then can Zhu Xiong Ying begin eating. After these three have started, the civil and military officials can then begin eating, maintaining a strict hierarchy!
Even the dishes themselves are different.
Zhu Biao thought for a moment and asked, "Ru Chang is now the Right Vice Censor-in-Chief. Remember to bestow dishes upon him?"
Old Zhu chimed in, "We remember that Naha's second son was also under your command, so don't forget to offer him some food."
For these civil and military officials, delicacies from land and sea were not necessarily anything new. However, the act of being presented with food was more of a symbol of their status.
As members of the Crown Prince's faction, Ru Chang and Fo Jianu are now qualified to attend the grand banquet, and Zhu Xiong Ying should give them some respect.
The New Year is not an easy time. For feudal monarchs, every move they make has a deeper meaning.
Zhu Xiong Ying was naturally aware of these matters. In fact, not only the monarchs, princes, and grandsons of the emperor, but even the court ladies couldn't remain idle at this time. Although there was no empress, Consort Guo Ning was managing the affairs of the inner palace. Even the Crown Prince's concubine, Lady Lü, was required to attend court and offer congratulations by the court ladies.
After the grand banquet ended, Zhu Xiong Ying immediately followed Zhu Biao to the East Palace, where civil and military officials followed closely behind to offer their congratulations.
It's normal to be a little tired during the Chinese New Year.
Zhu Xi pushed open the door to Zhu Xiong Ying's bedchamber and said, "Your Majesty, the Lü family has overstepped their bounds today!"
Zhu Xiong Ying, who had sat up, said irritably, "How old are you? You don't even have someone announce your arrival at the Emperor's palace!"
Zhu Xi pouted and said, "Now you're talking about formalities? Do you want to listen or not?"
"Tell me about it," Zhu Xiong Ying said, collapsing onto the couch in annoyance. "Today has been exhausting; my legs are cramping!"
Zhu Xi immediately said, "Your Majesty, Lady Lü is now in the rightful seat!"
Zhu Xiong Ying narrowed her eyes slightly, then asked, "Did anyone talk to her much? Do you remember who it was?"
Zhu Xi immediately said, "Yue'er is watching! There are a few people she doesn't recognize, and two maids are intentionally or unintentionally blocking our way."
Zhu Xiong Ying immediately spoke up, saying, "Let Wang Cheng En take those disobedient servants away."
Zhu Xiong Ying really didn't take Lu's maidservants seriously!
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