"Umemura is out!"

Someone was sharp-eyed and saw Wu Weiye and shouted his alias.

Wu Weiye could not retreat, and he did not dare to ask the prince for instructions on this matter. He gritted his teeth and walked to the hall and bowed to several colleagues: "I just summoned the prince, and I was ordered to formulate a worship ceremony system under my command, and there is nothing else."

"How can I say nothing else?" Someone said unhappily: "I waited for a long time to wait for a long time in the sun. Could it be that the prince wouldn't explain a few words!"

"We are already in public service and we are welcome to see you. There is nothing wrong with the prince not taking care of rituals and music." Wu Meicun said.

"The prince was urgently leaving the palace, and there was no notice in advance. We were urgently following the power. It is not rude to enter the public with the courtesy!" Someone was still angry: "Meicun, you are the prince's teacher. In order to protect the prince, you don't even care about the saint's etiquette system?"

"Did you persuade the prince to return to the palace?"

"Does the prince regret it?"

"Does the prince see us? There is still a lot of things in my department!"

"Meicun, are you the only one who presides over the worship?"

"Meicun's poems are excellent, but Xiao Zongbo is the Fang family when presiding over the court ceremony."

"The court ceremony is complicated, how can one do it with one's strength?"

"Don't avoid the important things, you shouldn't have any courtesy at all! The prince clearly left the palace without authorization this time, and the emperor found the order later, which is ironclad evidence!"

"I heard that the queen ordered the prince to return to the palace, but the prince refused to go back."

"Unfilial, unfilial! Unfilial! Is it unbearable!"

...

Wu Weiye was surrounded by a group of colleagues, and only heard the words of various accents rushing into his ears, and he had no way to tell. His lips were opened and his throat was dry and dull. Just as he was about to wake up from deafness and suppress the turbulent flow, his eyes suddenly turned black and his body fell uncontrollably.

"Ah! Umemura fainted!"

"Call someone to help!"

"Release under the shade of the tree!"

Everyone was even more in chaos. Several young and strong men grabbed Wu Weiye's hands and feet and carried it into the hall. Seeing that an official fainted, the eunuch who was guarding the door hurried up to help and sent someone to find a doctor.

A few people couldn't help, so they stepped aside, just looking at the mess. Suddenly they heard someone knocking outside and turned around to look.

The door went over and opened the small door, and after stepping out the threshold, it covered it. In just a few words, the door hurried in, and while welcoming the officials outside, he sent people to inform us.

"What's wrong?" A fourth-grade official wearing Yunyan's uniform came in outside and was shocked when he saw the situation in front of him.

After all, it was also at the door of the prince’s house. How could it be like this mess?

From the perspective of the rank of the Eastern Palace officials, there were only two young officials who were on par with this official and did not dare to be arrogant. They said at the tribute: "It's Wu Shuzi, and suddenly fainted."

"Let me take a look." The official stepped forward and separated everyone: "Everyone spread a little and let him take a breath." After that, he pulled Wu Weiye's public uniform, the mid laner, revealing his white and tender breasts, and called a doorman to come and fan him. He flipped over Wu Shuzi's eyelids and said calmly, "I was infected with heat and poisoned, and I fainted for a moment. It's okay."

The official pinched Wu Weiye's top with his thumb. Everyone heard Wu Shuzi turn his breath with a "ah" sound, and his chest immediately fluctuated greatly. After two breaths, he slowly opened his eyes.

The fourth-rank official took two steps back and said with a smile: "Go back and pick up some branches and leaves of Agustifolia, boil water and drink two bowls."

Officials in the Ming Dynasty had a much more hobby of miscellaneous studies than their previous generations. Traditional Chinese medicine, geomancy, feng shui, facial expression, physics, astronomy, collection, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting... Almost every Jinshi had one or two hobbies. Nowadays, some people who like to read medical books came forward to take Wu Weiye's pulse and prescribe prescriptions, which saved the doctor's medical expenses.

"The prince summoned: Chen Tingyang, the Imperial College Supervisor, met with him." A eunuch ran out of it, and a knight announced.

Chen Tingyang raised his public uniform and bowed to salute. His left hand naturally covered Yun Yan's replenishment clothes and walked vigorously inside.

"So he is Chen Tingyang!"

"Hey, why do the prince want to meet the people from the Imperial College?"

"What Imperial College? I'm afraid it's for the sake of Qiufeng?"

When Chen Tingyang heard the comments behind his back, he was both angry and funny, for fear that he would hear even more unpleasant criticism, so he accelerated his pace.

Song Hongye followed Chen Tingyang closely, turned around and looked at the unrestrained Eastern Palace officials, and shook his head slightly: These people have no one to speak, they are really not people who do things.

The two followed the eunuch who was passing the message and became a straight line. Chen Tingyang suddenly coughed dryly and slowed down. The eunuch in front also slowed down and looked back.

Chen Tingyang caught up and bowed, "The father-in-law is tired in the hot weather, so I haven't asked for the name of Gao." After that, before handing the hand, a small ingot of five ounces of ingot had been stuffed over.

When Song Hongye knew this method, he was no different from a minor official meeting his superior. He had to first find out his boss's mood so that he would not be in a hurry, nor would he be secretly injured by his boss's smile.

The eunuch quietly pushed the silver back: "Our family Tian Cunshan is by the prince's side of the seal."

"Eunuch Tian!" Chen Tingyang didn't mind either, so he put away the silver and bowed. But this round trip, he knew that Tian Cunshan was not looking down on him but was deliberately making friends with him. This lead Yinquan was to express his feelings. Otherwise, there was no need for the eunuch to report his official position, and it was obvious that he was afraid that Chen Siye would be looked down upon.

"The prince is urgently summoned, let's go faster. If you have something to say, I will talk about it when I have time." Tian Cunshan was afraid that Chen Tingyang would not pay attention to it, so he spoke more and more explicitly. After all, he was a man who could get into the divine seal in his thirties. How could he not know that the prince was willing to cultivate his wings? These days, as long as the prince is willing to say a few words in person, whether it is an official or an official, as long as he knows how to be a good person in his future, he will be able to make friends with him in the future. How can he not be able to make friends with him?

Chen Tingyang smiled slightly, said "Yes", and followed Tian Cunshan in. However, when he left, there was still a hidden worry in his heart, and he was very afraid that the prince would borrow money from him.

Zhu Cixuan had already returned to the bedroom from Anleyuan. The house he cleaned out was for rest, one for storing books, and the other for meeting the ministers. As soon as he sat down to spread the paper, he saw Tian Cunshan come in to repay him. Chen Tingyang had arrived and was waiting to be summoned.

Zhu Cilang has long heard of Chen Tingyang.

After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, Chen Tingyang dispersed all his family and organized the navy to resist the Qing Dynasty. After being captured, Hong Chengchou missed to let him go in his old love, but he was unwavering and eventually died in Suzhou.

In his previous life, Zhu Cilang knew about the loyalty and brave deeds of this Chongming man.

He also knew that the Shen family was the largest Shachuan Gang in Chongming, mainly engaged in Liaodong and North Korean business. If it was said that wealth could be as good as the country, it might be a bit too much, but compared with the royal treasury, it was a real big family. In addition, Chen Tingyang and Fushe were close to each other, if the court really wanted to move the capital to Nanjing, this person would be the excellent spokesperson.
Chapter completed!