The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Emperor Hongzhi thought about it carefully and realized that it was normal for the prince to be ignorant of world affairs in the palace.

Looking at the ghost masks on the side, many ordinary parents will buy one for their children.

Emperor Hongzhi showed his fatherly love and said to Zhu Houzhao: "Come here and pick one, and dad will buy it for you."

Zhu Hou looked at Emperor Hongzhi like a fool. When he saw Emperor Hongzhi showing anger, he obediently went over and picked out a pig head mask.

Emperor Hongzhi asked with a smile: "Master, how much is this?"

The vendor responded enthusiastically: "Sir, this is the latest mask from Bi Zhongxianli. It costs ten cents."

Emperor Hongzhi felt heartbroken. When he saw other people's parents buying it, he happily took out half a tael of silver.

After paying the money, the dad felt greatly satisfied.

Tonight, Li Dongyang planned to go to the teahouse to listen to books, but he met Emperor Hongzhi and greeted him proactively: "Why are Your Majesty and Your Highness out of the palace?"

Emperor Hongzhi was filled with joy: "I heard that the Hungry Ghost Festival was lively, so I came out to have a look. Isn't it just like this in the prosperous times?"

Li Dongyang nodded and said: "I heard that the people in the Tang Dynasty were prosperous, and there were traders and pedestrians on Chang'an Street for ten miles, just like the scene now."

After hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi smiled even more heavily on his face.

Arriving at the street outside Chunming Pavilion, Yan Chengjin discovered Emperor Hongzhi and Li Dongyang.

But who is this big pig head next to it?

"Lao Gao, you come out and put out ghost lanterns too. Do you want a pig's head? I'll give you one as a gift."

It turned out to be Zhu Houzhao...

Yan Chengjin said excitedly: "I have met Master Zhu and Master Zhu, I have met Master Li and Master Mou."

Bow at ninety degrees, showing the utmost etiquette.

Wang Yue, Cheng Minzheng and others also saluted.

Emperor Hongzhi had a complex expression on his face. He took a deep look at Cheng Minzheng and said with a smile, "Master Cheng has also entered the capital?"

"Your Majesty... Mr. Zhu calls Cao Min Master, Cao Min does not dare to be a master." Cheng Minzheng's voice was trembling.

"Nothing, let's travel around the capital together."

Emperor Hongzhi was kind and generous, not too reserved, and said in a bold and authentic mood: "This year's Ghost Festival is several times more lively than in previous years. How do you think it compares with the prosperous days of the Han and Tang Dynasties?"

Yan Chengjin secretly cursed, this is obviously because His Majesty wants the little red flower reward.

A song couldn't help but sound in my heart.

It's all bubbles, even if there are fireworks for a moment...

The prosperous scene in the capital is all an illusion that the books of Yingke Song, Qingshan Jun, and Mr. Chuanshi created a trend in the capital.

Countless gentry in the capital had money hidden away, and there was no reason to spend it on ordinary days.

Nowadays, a new trend is coming, and teahouses, restaurants and theaters are bustling with activity, which stimulates the desire of these gentry to spend money, resulting in such a prosperous scene.

It seems like everyone is rich.

In fact...it's all bubbles.

The scope of Emperor Hongzhi's micro-visits was limited to the capital. It is normal to have such thoughts, and you cannot accuse him of being a foolish emperor who is obsessed with great achievements.

Yan Chengjin thought about it for a while: "Your Majesty's sage is the reason why we have such a prosperous time."

It is true that culture is flourishing and flourishing. Storytelling, singing and opera have undergone new changes, and scholars are working hard to write books.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Mou Bin whispered to Yan Chengjin: "My nephew's dishes are indeed extraordinary."

Yan Chengjin said: "It would be great if I could help you. You should go see the doctor when you have time. This private illness is not something shameful. Don't cover it up and hide it. A minor illness will turn into a serious illness."

Zhu Houzhao's pig head came over and said: "Lao Gao, what dish did you give Commander Mou? Is it delicious? I want to eat it too."

Yan Chengjin coughed dryly: "That's medicinal food, I don't think it tastes good at all."

Zhu Houzhao rolled his eyes, obviously not believing it.

As the night progressed, Li Dongyang persuaded Emperor Hongzhi to return to the palace and let Yan Chengjin and others disperse.

"Mr. Cheng, will you stay at Wansheng's house tonight?"

Wang Yue's heart moved. Could it be that this boy had some enlightenment again and could give it to Lord Qingshan?

"Ahem...I will also stay at Yan's Mansion tonight. Please help my nephew to make some arrangements." Wang Yue said.

Yan Chengjin was overjoyed. With this, there were two directions, "That's perfect."

As for Wang Shouren, Yan Chengjin would never dare to keep him. If this guy got into his family's treasury, it would be exposing his wealth.

Go back to your house and close the door.

Yan Chengjin spoke frankly: "I stayed with you two for the Sutra Banquet. I gave the Jingyan Banquet for the first time since I was born late, and my father is not in the capital, so I really have no experience."

Cheng Minzheng had already guessed that he wanted something, so he agreed without saying a word.

Wang Yue sneered: "What's the problem? My dear nephew, wait a moment, I will write it right away."

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Today is the day of the Sutra Banquet. Yan Chengjin prepared for a long time before he arrived at the Wenhua Hall and stood in the position of the lecturer at the Sutra Banquet.

Zhu Houzhao was not interested in the scripture feast. When he saw Yan Chengjin, he immediately became energetic: "Old Gao, why are you standing there? That's where the masters stand. If you are going to be beaten by your father, come down quickly."

If I don't stand here, where would I stand?

Yan Chengjin said seriously: "I am the lecturer of today's feast."

Zhu Houzhao was stunned at first, and then opened his mouth wide. He felt that his IQ was being rubbed back and forth. He stood up angrily and said, "Your knowledge is about the same as mine! After all, we are at the same level. People with the same knowledge, why?" Can you teach another person with equal knowledge? I am not convinced!”

Your Highness, where is your face?

Yan Chengjin said respectfully: "It is His Majesty's will that I be added to the list of lecturers at the Sutra Banquet. Your Highness, please sit down quickly, I am about to start the class."

Emperor Hongzhi attached great importance to the Imperial Lecture, and Li Dongyang was nearby. If he made trouble at the Imperial Lecture, the consequences would be twice as much as if he made trouble at the Zhanshi Mansion.

As expected, Zhu Houzhao was scared when he heard it.

Zhu Houzhao decided in his heart that he would endure the peace for a while and then beat him to death after taking a step back.

Yan Chengjin had long discovered that even if he did not speak well at the Imperial Lecture, the lecturers in the audience would not make a fuss.

Because there will always be a time when it is your turn. If you pick on others, they will also pick on you. It is better to turn a blind eye and everyone will live in peace.

Yan Chengjin said loudly: "Do you know what the knowledge of Confucius can be summarized as?"

Zhu Houzhao sneered: "I know!"

Yan Chengjin said: "Your Highness, this is just a suggestion to attract attention. In order to lead to the next statement, there is no need to answer. Please sit down, Your Highness."

Zhu Houzhao was speechless and choked, and sat down angrily.

Yan Chengjin continued, "Today, I want to talk about the doctrine of the mean. The so-called doctrine of the mean is nothing more than these eight words, 'holding both ends and using the middle, excess is as bad as deficiency'. Holding both ends and using the middle means that we should do things in accordance with the middle way, hold both ends and use the middle for the people."

Li Dongyang's eyes lit up, and his expectations were much higher. He didn't expect that Yan Chengjin, at such a young age, had such a profound understanding of the saints' principles.

What he didn't know was that these were written by Cheng Minzheng.

Yan Chengjin was just a repeater.

According to Cheng Minzheng, the lecturers liked to listen to the saint Confucius' principles, and Emperor Hongzhi also highly respected him.

As for what Zhu Houzhao wanted to hear, it didn't matter.

Zhu Houzhao raised his hand: "Lao Gao, I have a question to ask!"

Just as he was talking enthusiastically, Li Dongyang and others cast a new look at him, and Yan Chengjin wanted to beat him to death.

Yan Chengjin's face was calm: "Your Highness, if you have any questions, please discuss them with me later. Otherwise, today's lecture will not be finished."

Zhu Houzhao: "I feel uncomfortable..."

Li Dongyang and others cast angry eyes at Zhu Houzhao.

Yan Chengjin continued: "Loyalty, forgiveness and filial piety are equally important. A gentleman should focus on the basics, and the way will be born from the basics. Practicing filial piety and loving brothers are the foundation of being a human being. Therefore, fathers should be kind and sons should be filial, and brothers should be friendly and respectful to their younger brothers."

Zhu Houzhao raised his hand again and said unhappily: "I can't do it."

Li Dongyang was angry, and suppressed his anger and said: "Everyone can do it, why can't Your Highness do it!"

Zhu Houzhao said righteously: "I don't have a younger brother, how can I be friendly and respectful to my younger brother?"

Yan Chengjin was confused.

It seems... reasonable?

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