The holy metaphor for holding a large banquet was known by all officials, and it immediately caused a huge uproar.

Don't get me wrong, this means happiness.

There are clear official banquets in the officialdom.

Our ancient banquets originated from the gatherings and sacrificial activities of our ancestors. As early as the Xia and Shang dynasties, our ancestors paid attention to collective sharing of banquets, and everyone ate together, forming the custom of "Yan Ceremony". Therefore, ancient banquets were also called "Yan Club" or "Feast".

Since the Tang Dynasty, both officials and emperors have liked banquets, just like the current official evening parties. There will be banquets held by the emperor in person on Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Day Day.

For example, Emperor Taizong of Tang liked banquets very much, and personally designed "Breaking the Formation Music" and started the era of sword dancing at banquets. When Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty, he became the peak.

After the Anshi Rebellion, the emperor still liked to hold banquets, but he had no money. What should he do?

Those attending the banquet pay out of their own pockets.

Especially in the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties, officials from all over the country came to the court to meet the emperor. In order to express gratitude and contact with each other, they had to pay for a large banquet in the palace and invite the emperor and high-ranking officials to have a banquet, commonly known as "buying a banquet".

That is to say, the ministers occasionally talked about Shengxiang and accompanied the emperor to have a meal back in the palace, and they had to pay for it themselves!

Even if you don’t dare to write novels like this, what is the majesty of the emperor? But this has existed for a long time in ancient history.

It was not until 952 AD that Guo Wei, the founding emperor of the Later Zhou Dynasty, rejected the "buying money for a banquet" by an official named Hou Zhang, and also said a generous sentence: "The princes come to pay for the emperor, and the emperor should have a banquet for rewards, so how can he wait for the evil ones to buy! Since now, no one will accept such comparisons."

This is really a "reducing the burden" for officials.

Li Jia is naturally rich.

Shaofu Temple operates textile industry, royal villages, various maritime trades every year, plus salt taxes, and earns more than three million guan a year, which is only one million guan less than the court. Moreover, this is just money, not a conversion of grain.

The emperor is rich, so he is naturally very luxurious.

With the emperor's order, the whole palace became busy.

The imperial meals of emperors in the Tang Dynasty were under the responsibility of Shangshi Bureau.

In addition to Fengyu and other management personnel, there are 16 people who have the staple foods alone, and 840 people have the main foods. In addition, the food restrictions on spring liver, summer heart, autumn lungs, and winter kidneys must be strictly followed.

In addition, "Hu food" was arranged at the banquet, which was a tradition of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and then it was popularized into the officialdom. The "Old Book of Tang" said that "the nobles were offering all the food to the emperor."

The Brahmin light face we mentioned earlier is the representative of it.

Less gossip, in short, this banquet will be very big, demonstrating the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

But here, Zhou Ying'er happily met her sister and brother-in-law and returned home.

The father of Zhou and Zhou was Zhou Zong, Situ of the Southern Tang Dynasty (born and died unknown). He retired at the age of nearly 70 and was forced to travel to Changsha. It was bitter.

"Ying'er is back?" Zhou Zong's hair was gray and his face was wrinkled, but he was majestic. With a gentle word, Zhou Ying'er was fixed.

"Yes, Daddy, I'm visiting my sister and brother-in-law back!" Zhou Ying said obediently. She was very presumptuous in front of her sister and brother-in-law, but she didn't dare to do anything in front of her father because Daddy really could beat people.

"Don't go to your sister's place in the future!" Zhou Zong coughed and said helplessly.

"Why? Is it because my brother-in-law lost the throne?" Zhou Ying'er said crisply.

"It's good that you know!" Zhou Zong nodded and said, "You are not young anymore. You just make trouble every day and know how to play. You should find a marriage with you."

"Hmph, Dad knows how to lie." Zhou Ying'er wrinkled her nose, hugged her arms, and said angrily: "Don't think that I can lie when I am young. You just want to marry the nobles and senior officials of the Tang Kingdom to protect our Zhou family's wealth."

"What nonsense!" Zhou Zong was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him: "I only have two daughters, you and your sister, who have never had a son, and they are even more wealthy. Even if you have wealth, you have no life to enjoy it."

"Your sister was the queen before. After I left, she could also keep you rich and safe, but now she has come to Changsha and cannot protect herself. How can you, a little girl, survive and not be eaten by others?"

Looking at her daughter's pretty face that is not inferior to Zhou Ehuang, she will definitely be a stunning woman in the future, but in this chaotic world, such a woman can only be pitiful.

Zhou Zong was full of love and a little anxious.

He is old and has a woman in old age, so why can he bear such a scene? But now that the Southern Tang Dynasty has fallen, his stunning beauty is a burden, especially his embarrassing identity, and being bullied is inevitable.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to make an engagement early so that she can have a home and feel at ease after she goes there.

"Your father is old, and I can't protect you when will you?" Zhou Zong sighed, his eyebrows and eyes full of sorrow.

"Dad!!" Looking at his father's earnest persuasion and his aging face, Zhou Ying'er's pretty face was covered with tears.

"Ying'er listens to Daddy."

"That's good, I'll make arrangements for you!" Seeing that his daughter was so good that she was a rare time to be good, Zhou Zong said with a smile.

"What? The daughter of Zhou?" Li Xia's tender face was full of disbelief. He looked at his father and asked in confusion: "It's the wife and sister of the Duke of Wen'an County?"

"That's right!" Li Huai nodded and said, "His father is Situ, and his family is of great honor. He is just right for you. He looks pretty and has a good reputation. Moreover, his dowry can cost tens of thousands of yuan!"

"But I am not a regular person either. You have been smart since childhood. I am the prefect of Changsha and have no shortage of fame, so let's hear what you mean."

"I don't agree!" Li Xia frowned and said directly.

"Why?" Li Huai became interested and directly explored.

He had already made arrangements in his mind, and now he just wanted to take a look at his son, so studying hard is not good.

"The Zhou family was originally a royal relative in Jiangnan. Now, although the Duke of Wen'an County is a royal family, his status as a king who lost his country is extremely awkward. If I marry him, I would probably involve my father's career."

"After all, you are the prefect of Changsha!!!" The last sentence was meaningful.

"Hahaha!" Li Huai touched his beard and smiled.

"You're just saying this right!"

"It is not important to me that Zhou and the Li family are involved. Your Majesty also knows me. This little thing is not a big deal."

"But if you marry him and become Li Yu's brother-in-law, then your future will be ruined."

Li Huai said deeply: "Don't think that if I inherited my baron position, I don't need to take the imperial examination for the Jinshi. The baron is not high and can only be passed on for two or three generations. Only by becoming an official can I pass on the family."
Chapter completed!