The Empress traveled through time and space, and she fought for supremacy in the troubled times

The second day of the year-end banquet is also the first day of the annual leave for these officials.

The holiday lasts for eighteen days, from the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month to the 15th day of the first lunar month.

Of course, if something happens in the middle, you still have to continue to be on duty and handle official duties.

Thinking that they would have a holiday the next day, the officials simply drank to their heart's content. The year-end banquet lasted until the moon was at its zenith.

The result was that a lot of embarrassing things happened, but it also gave people a lot of topics to talk about after dinner.

Yang Dianshi in the torture room rubbed his still groggy head and got up from the bed.

He can be considered an old man following Yun Zhi, and moved here from Yunjiazhai.

Because he is on duty in the prison and is in charge of matters such as judicial trials, if he keeps a smiling face all day, it is inevitable that people will think he is easy to talk to.

So outside, Lord Yang always had a stern face, which looked a bit scary.

After waking up, he looked at his wife sitting in the room and asked, "What time is it now?"

"It's almost noon."

"Have you slept for so long?"

As he said this, he sat up from the bed, put on his shoes and sat down next to his wife.

As soon as I sat down, I saw rice cakes of various shapes on the table.

“How did you do so much?”

As he said that, he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

“It tastes pretty good.”

“There may be more to come.”

At this moment, Lord Yang noticed something was wrong with his wife's words, "Why is there more?"

"Do you remember what you said last night when you were drunk?"

He waved his hand, a puzzled look on his face, "What did you say? My lady knows that I don't remember anything when I'm drunk."

"I know your character, but you drank so much last night."

Lord Yang, who was about to stuff another bite into his mouth, paused with the rice cake in his hand, "I... I didn't say anything out of line, did I?"

"That's not there."

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief,

"You just kept crying on the table, saying you wanted to eat the rice cakes from your hometown. I couldn't stop you."

At that time, Mrs. Yang wished she were not with him. It was so embarrassing.

She pointed at the rice cakes on top and said, "What you did last night has already spread throughout the county. These are made for you by the people after they found out. Try them and see if they taste like home."

This also applies to today. In the past, ordinary people would not dare to talk about local officials on the street, even if it was just a good-natured joke.

I was afraid that the officials' lackeys would hear it and beat me up.

They would never do such a thing as giving food to officials. Not only might the officials dislike it, but they themselves cannot afford it.

Early this morning, some colleagues who did not drink or get drunk got up early as usual.

Then I told my family about what happened yesterday, and it gradually spread.

I think in two or three days, everyone in the county will know about it.

After all, in an era of material scarcity, these things spread quickly, but no one knew what they had become by the time they were finally spread.

Lord Yang looked at the rice cake in his hand, not knowing whether to eat it or not.

"My lady, please stop talking."

Seeing his embarrassed look, she smiled and stopped teasing him.

"However, it's also because you're doing a good job as an official. Otherwise, why would those people send you rice cakes just because of what you said?"

"That is."

Although Lord Yang always had a stern face when he was outside, there was never any injustice in the cases he handled, so the people loved him very much.

"Look at how proud you are."

Mrs. Yang said words of disgust, but the smile on her face never faded.

"hey-hey."

Lord Yang looked at her and asked tentatively, "But... I'm probably not the only one who has caused such an embarrassing incident."

After all, he remembered that they drank quite recklessly at that time.

"You're definitely not the only one."

There are always a few people who have a bad drinking habit.

Upon hearing this, Lord Yang became interested. He now hoped that something more embarrassing would happen, so that fewer people would talk about him.

He stood up, walked behind her and squeezed her shoulders, "Please tell me something, my lady."

"Then I'll tell you."

"You know Captain Wang."

"Of course I know. Fighting ten people alone is no problem. He's very brave on the battlefield. What happened to him? He didn't get drunk and started a fight, did he?"

"That's not the case. Last night, a civil servant, under the influence of alcohol, composed a poem on the spot and presented it to the lord, which drew everyone's applause."

"When Captain Wang heard this, he immediately stood up and said, 'I, too, have a poem to offer to you, my lord,' and began to compose his poem."

That was the scene at that time.

After the civil servant finished writing the poem, his colleagues all said that the poem was excellent and a masterpiece.

Then, Wang Hu stood up, staggering with his wine glass in hand. "I also have a poem to dedicate to you, my lord. It's called 'Hello, my lord'."

"I come to call my lord, with a heart full of lofty ambitions. I charge into battle, to slay the enemy and gain merit. I follow you on your journey, drinking heartily and laughing loudly. I am not afraid of any hardship, and I pray that you are well."

There is no technique at all in the whole piece, it's all emotion.

Generally, poems written by literati are extremely beautiful. This was the first time I heard such an easy-to-understand poem, which caused people present to laugh in a good-natured way.

"I didn't expect Captain Wang to have such literary talent."

"Captain Wang is truly capable of fighting with weapons and composing poetry with a pen."

After hearing this, Wang Hu was thinking of writing another song, but fortunately his friend quickly stopped him.

Thinking of what happened at that time, Madam Yang's eyes were full of smiles, "Now this poem has spread all over the market."

"And Mr. Zhou from that household, when he got drunk, he said that we have all the fine wines, delicious food, and music, but we're just missing someone to dance. Then he went up and performed a little dance for everyone. Well, it was this dance, but it's hard to say."

In fact, just think about it and you will know what kind of dance a man in his thirties or forties who has never learned to dance can perform.

It was basically like, sometimes he walked like a duck, sometimes he jumped like a monkey, which made everyone laugh.

Fortunately, the lord had already left to sober up.

Lord Yang, who was listening on the side, felt ashamed for him. He just wondered if Lord Zhou would have any memories of what happened before after getting drunk.

Well, it looks like he can visit Mr. Zhou in the afternoon and ask about his health.

"Is there anything else?"

"And then there's our County Magistrate. He was drunk yesterday and couldn't recognize people. He hugged his colleague next to him, thinking she was his wife. He couldn't separate them no matter what he did. Lord Du, who was being hugged, was so anxious that he looked desperate."

Next, Mrs. Yang talked about several embarrassing incidents that officials had caused.

After hearing what his colleagues had done, Lord Yang suddenly realized that his own actions were not so shameful after all.

Really, when things were compared, he even put aside what he had done and joined the ranks of those who laughed at them.

I was still wondering whether I should visit them one by one.

Looking at Lord Yang who seemed to be listening with great interest, she nudged him and said, "Okay, hurry up and wash up and get ready for lunch."

Next, the people in the city discovered that several adults had not left the house during this period.