I became the son of Renzong

"The master said that there will be a banquet at Zi Shan Tang, and all scholars under the age of [-] can participate. My child wants to go and see it."

Children's banquet?Empress Cao was shocked when she heard this.

Indeed, there are often banquets in Zishantang, and even officials hold banquets in Zishantang, but I have never heard that there are banquets specially organized for young children.

Ke Xier... Forget it.Since recovering from her illness, Xi'er has always been at peace of mind, and has never made any extra demands. There is no need for children to intervene in other trivial matters.

The queen agreed, Tao Niang looked enviously...

The official family did not arrive at Ciming Palace that day, so the empress had to send someone to inform the official family.Although Zishantang is still in the palace, since it is a banquet, it is inevitable that there will be crowds, and the safety of Xi'er should be arranged by the officials.

Zhao Xi didn't know many things behind the scenes, since he entered school early in the morning, he had fantasized about the occasion of this scholar's banquet.

Finally waited until school was over.

"My lord, I need to explain the matter of the banquet. You may not be able to participate in it with your real name. After all, this is a big matter. Even with the permission of my empress, I dare not do it rashly."

Sun Fu just mentioned yesterday that this is not Taishan College, he can bring any number of children to participate.

But Jia Xianggong knew about himself, and Sun Fu always felt that he intended to let the prince to participate.

Sun Fu didn't understand the tricks of the Zhengshitang. He thought that no one would intentionally harm the prince, which was a big taboo.Although the officials are benevolent, they may involve the succession of the Datong, and no one knows what will happen to it.

"Students know that I can be called Zhao Rixi."

It's okay to split one word into two halves.

Zhao Xi was just too lazy to bother thinking about a temporary name, and just used it once or twice.

Move to the middle hall.But I saw that the entire central hall was decorated with pots of flowers, and all of them were peonies.

From single petals to double petals, from lotus to hydrangea.

Zhao Xi always thought that the varieties of peonies were cultivated by later generations, but now he realizes that the peonies of the Song Dynasty originally had such a complete variety.

Zhao Xi's behavior these days is really like a bumpkin, looking around, feeling like everything is new.

It's kind of childish.At this time, Sun Fu felt that the prince was still a child.

He didn't know that Zhao Xi was comparing the peonies in his memory with the ones placed in the middle hall at this time.

Between the many peonies, there is the so-called small table for neighbors who needs to kneel down.

There is a lottery on each table, which is actually the same as that of later generations.The practice of ranking seniority seems to be the same since ancient times.

Zhao Xi originally thought that he would be dispatched with Sun Fu's title, so he might have almost reached the door.As a result, Sun Fu led him all the way in, and when he was almost in the center, he saw Sun Fu's table sign.

Zhao Xi was a little disappointed, and suddenly remembered that in a certain TV series, a few peasants were playing Huashan Lunjian.

Really blind so many peonies!

"Rixi, I can only sit down here today with Mingfu. All the ministers, senior scholars, and many professors from the Imperial College are here."

Zhao Xi was very strange. He probably knew the grade of Sun Fu, the secretary's school secretary.And looking at the current location, this place is only one or two tables away from everyone...

Looking at some seat signs around him whose names he had never heard of, Zhao Xi understood.This kind of unofficial banquet is not based on seniority based on official position, but rather determined by status among scholars.

Whatever it is, I'm here to make soy sauce.Zhao Xi really came to see it, and had no other ideas.

"Students understand."

It doesn't matter where you sit, it's good to see this scholar reciting poems and doing right.

Han Qi and Fu Bi came hand in hand after they were released from Yamen.Banquets are often attended, but today's banquet specially set up for young children is the first time.

It was still so grand that almost the entire court was invited.

Anyway, they weren't the main characters, so the two of them were relaxed, talking and laughing as they walked in.

"Ming Fu... this..."

Fu Bi originally wanted to say hello to Sun Fu, but found that beside Sun Fu was Zhao Xi.

"Master, this is Ming Fu's disciple Rixi."

All are smart people.

Zhao Xi really looked like a student, standing up and saluting.

At this time, Fan Zhongyan and Ouyang Xiu also arrived, and they also came over...

"Ming Fu, you are... so confused!"

"Hui Xianggong, Mingfu was invited, Jia Xianggong seems to have something to say. Rixi was also granted..."

Fu Bi looked around and saw the busy handymen in the middle hall...Fucking handymen!It's all the officials of the Imperial City Secretary.

"Fan Xiang, please be safe and take a seat."

The princes left, not to mention Sun Fu, even Zhao Xi gave a sigh of relief.

They don't care if you are a prince or not, they don't save face if they reprimand you.It's like a doll with a big fart, and I can't talk about face.

"Who organizes the banquet today?"

As soon as he sat down, Han Qi asked.The husbands all sat together.

"According to what Jia Xianggong said, it seems that Prince Pu's son Zongyi..."

King Pu made a name for King E by this?Who will believe it?What is this game for?

For a while, all of you are not calm.

Chapter 23 Tong Ying Banquet ([-])

Jia Changchao arrived with Zhao Zongyi, and when they entered the central hall, even Yan Shu was already seated.

One after another, they all came to say hello to Sun Fu. It seemed that Sun Fu was quite famous among scholars.

It's just that Zhao Xi has to stand up and salute every time someone comes over, which is a bit like a toast for later generations.

Finally, he was able to sit down with peace of mind. Only then did Zhao Xi realize that, except for the butchers, the other small tables were all like Sun Fu, with a child with him.

It seems that there is really no baby over ten years old, but it seems that I am too young.Even though he has grown up rapidly in the past few months, he is still considered young in the current writing field.

For the special event for children, snacks are naturally indispensable on the small table.

Zhao Xi's food has always followed the Queen's order, and he has never eaten food in the market.