"Are you Xinkehui Yuan Xu Jin?" The clerk looked Xu Jin up and down, with obvious envy in his eyes.

Xu Jin nodded: "I am Xu Jin."

The young official smiled and said: "You are indeed a talented person. Please come with me. Don't lose your sense of propriety and etiquette when you meet the Master later."

Xu Jin's heart moved, and he realized that Mao Cheng, the Minister of Rites, wanted to see him. This was a very important figure in the court, and he quickly said: "Thank you for reminding me."

Xu Jin followed the minor officials to a hall, and saw many officials in plain clothes who were busy. The emperor died and had to deal with funeral arrangements, and then he had to welcome a new emperor, so the officials of the Ministry of Rites were very busy.

The clerk led Xu Jin through the hall and came to an independent room. This was probably the office of the head of the Ministry of Rites.

"Master Shangshu, Xu Ziqian brings you here!" The clerk lowered his head and saluted respectfully behind the case.

At this time, sitting behind the case was the head of the six ministries, the Minister of Rites, Mao Cheng, who was a second-rank official and had half a foot in the cabinet. Because the Minister of Rites was the springboard for entering the cabinet, under normal circumstances, the Minister of Rites was the last

They will all join the cabinet to assist in government affairs, unless something unexpected happens. For example, they commit crimes and are kicked out of office, or they are unlucky enough to get sick.

"Xu Jin pays homage to Lord Shangshu!" Xu Jin bowed his hands in salute and looked up at Shangshu Mao behind the case.

Mao Cheng, whose pseudonym is Xianqing, is about sixty years old. His hair and beard are already gray. He is wearing plain clothes and his hair is tied up with white silk. At this time, he squinted his eyes and looked at Xu Jin for a few seconds, and then spoke with a slightly hoarse voice.

The voice said: "Xu Jin, please go back and prepare. Tomorrow, you will set off with me to meet the new king in Anluzhou, Huguang."

Xu Jin's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, before coming to the Ministry of Etiquette, Xu Jin had a vague hunch that he was really being asked to accompany the new king. He quickly said: "Xu Jin takes the order!"

Mao Cheng waved his hand and said: "Go ahead and gather at the Ministry of Rites before three quarters tomorrow, don't miss the time!"

Xu Jin bowed his hands and then calmly exited the room.

"It is rumored that this boy is young and mature, but now it seems that he is really capable of advancing and retreating, and is calm and composed. He is indeed a talent!" Mao Cheng nodded secretly while stroking his beard, but his expression was a bit complicated.

Welcoming a new king is an easy feat. Originally, it was not Xu Jin's turn, a new official who did not even have an official position. In fact, the original envoys to welcome the king were Liang Chu, the second assistant, Mao Cheng, the minister of rites, and Dingguo Gong.

Xu Guangzuo, Hou Ninghou Zhang Heling, Prince Consort Cui Yuan, and the eunuch Gu Dayong.

However, Zhu Houcong, the crown prince of Prince Xing, proposed to add another person, Xu Jin, the new emperor. Naturally, the cabinet members would not refuse the new emperor's small request, but with Xu Jin's status, it was obvious that he could not serve as a welcome official.

As the chief and deputy envoy, he was arranged to be an entourage of the Ministry of Rites.

Despite this, all the veterans in the officialdom know that this Xinke Huiyuan will soon rise to prominence and become a hot new man in the court. In terms of his own conditions, Xu Jin is a Xinke Huiyuan, and it is almost a certainty that he will enter the Hanlin Academy.

, Moreover, he once rescued Xinjun, and his wife is Xinjun’s sworn sister. With all these things, it’s hard to imagine that he won’t be able to achieve great success!

…

In the back room of Mingshifang's house, the two juicy cabbages in early spring and early summer were playing with the glass mirror lovingly.

"Foreigners' mirrors are so beautiful. They show every detail. Unfortunately, they are too small. It would be nice if they could be bigger!" Chu Xia looked at herself in the mirror with her picturesque features and stroked her face narcissistically.

In fact, there were glass products before the Ming Dynasty, but due to too many impurities, they were all colored glass and were only used to make some ornamental utensils. Transparent glass did not exist yet, and it was even less possible to have glass mirrors with silver coating on the back.

In fact, the Chinese were still using bronze mirrors until the end of the Qing Dynasty.

Although a bronze mirror can reflect a person's appearance, its clarity cannot be compared with that of a glass mirror. So when they suddenly saw a mirror made of glass, all the girls screamed in surprise, and each one took turns playing with it.

At this moment, in the room, Xie Xiaowan and Yue'er were packing their luggage. The former was unhappy and had a look of reluctance, because the husband was leaving to Huguang tomorrow to pick up the little slave. This trip back and forth would probably cost him one or two.

A month ago. The beautiful maid Yue'er was very happy. She walked around briskly packing things, her little waist swaying and twisting. She was originally a palace maid from Prince Xing's palace, so she accompanied the master this time.

"Little hooves, you are so happy. The weather is about to get hotter. My husband is prone to sweating, so bring more clothes. Be careful not to let mosquitoes sneak in when you sleep at night!"

The ground warned.

"Oh, my maid knows!" Yue'er blushed and stuck out her tongue. Her small waist and tunics no longer dared to swing so briskly. She carefully folded the master's clothes and put them into the wooden box.

At the beginning of Yinshi the next day (three o'clock in the morning), it was still dark, so Xu Jin was woken up by Xiaowan. After washing and dressing up, Erniu drove to the Ministry of Rites to gather.

…

The guards at Prince Xing's Mansion in Anluzhou, Huguang are obviously much tighter than before. Even the garrison troops from several guard posts near Anluzhou have been transferred to garrison outside the four city gates. You must know that the prince in Prince Xing's Mansion is no longer what he used to be.

The dragon is about to fly for nine days, and the local officials dare not be negligent. If at this time, a thief sneaks into the city with evil intentions, hurts or alarms the future emperor, then the trouble will be big. Therefore, the local officials of Anlu Prefecture have been doing this for days.

They were always on tenterhooks, carefully guarding the safety of Prince Xing's palace, and just hoped that the envoy from the imperial court would arrive soon.

At this moment, in Prince Xing's Mansion, there are almost one post every five steps and one sentry every ten steps. A group of palace guards are standing with their heads held high and their chests high. It's no wonder. As the saying goes, when one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will soon be

After inheriting the throne, the status of these royal guards will naturally rise with the tide.

In the hall of Princess Xing's palace, Princess Jiang, accompanied by a group of palace attendants, was talking to Zhang Daoren who came to pay her respects.

Zhang Zhenren was dressed in a Taoist robe and dressed up like an immortal. He was stroking his beard and said with an unpredictable expression: "Princess, when the late king was still alive, the poor Taoist said that Anlu Prefecture is a land of great auspiciousness, and the Feng Shui where the prince's palace is located.

It is also very beautiful, with an imperial atmosphere, and now it has really come true, this place will become a blessed place for His Royal Highness Long Xing!"

This guy is obviously using hindsight to put money on his face. Anyway, Xing Wang Zhu Youyuan has already returned to the west. As the saying goes, there is no proof of death. Who knows if he has said this before.

The most important thing is that the Jiang family of the Xingwang clan obviously liked to hear such auspicious words, and said with a smile: "Zhenzhen Zhang has a profound knowledge of human nature. Can you give me a hexagram for Conner to see if this trip to Beijing will go smoothly!"

Zhang Zhenren stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I watched the sky last night. The star representing His Royal Highness was getting brighter and brighter, and it had moved to the north. This is a good omen for ascending to the throne, so you can know it without starting a hexagram. His Royal Highness’s entry into the capital this time will definitely go smoothly, with auspicious stars shining brightly!”

Zhang Shengun's nonsense sounded so mysterious that Princess Xing, Jiang, was so happy that she couldn't help but order someone to give him a generous reward on the spot, and personally sent Zhang Shengun out of the palace.

"Eunuch An, what are you doing now?" The princess sent Zhang Daoyou away and asked the eunuch An Dahai who was waiting at her side.

An Dahai was an old man who served King Xing Zhu Youyuan. He was the one who accompanied King Xing to Shangrao to pick up his slave. He had the highest status among the eunuchs in the palace. After King Xing's death, he was also highly relied upon by Princess Xing's wife Jiang.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is studying in the study!" An Dahai said in a sharp voice.

Princess Jiang nodded when she heard this. As a mother, she could naturally detect that her son had been obviously uneasy these days. In fact, let alone her son, even she, the mother, was very uneasy. Although inheriting the throne was a great joy, but There is also a huge risk hidden in it. I am orphaned and widowed, and I have no support in the court. If there is a recurrence, the consequences will be disastrous.

Because of this, Ms. Jiang called Taoist Zhang here today to ask about good or bad luck, just to seek psychological comfort. Ms. Jiang is not a smart woman, but she is not stupid either. She said things like "The palace has the aura of an emperor", How could Taoist Zhang have told his late husband before? This is a taboo.
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