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September 15th, the triplets’ full moon banquet.

The Emperor, Empress, and all the civil and military officials came to confer the title of "Heroic Mother" on Jing Qiurong. Because they did not know the news in advance, Prince Jing's Mansion was caught off guard.

Fortunately, Xu Zize, who was ordered by the emperor to keep silent, still asked Zuixianlou to send more than a dozen tables of food, so the situation was maintained in an orderly manner.

That day, Prince Jing and the Crown Prince (Xu Dingchun) stole the show. After the divorce, the notorious Jing Qiurong regained her foothold in the circle of noble ladies.

The plaque "Heroic Mother" written by the emperor himself was hung in the ancestral hall. This honor will be difficult to surpass for generations.

Describe the content in the above passage in detail. Focus on the lively atmosphere at Prince Jing's mansion, and the respect and honor he received. Also capture the emperor's surprise and unpreparedness at the arrival of his civil and military officials. Ideally, include humorous remarks and scenes.

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The next morning, the red carpet at the entrance to Prince Jing's mansion was only halfway rolled out when the Imperial Guards lined up on both sides. Prince Jing, wearing court robes, his belt so tight it made it hard to breathe, trotted to greet the emperor: "Your Majesty...your Majesty...is late!"

The emperor smiled and got off the sedan chair: "Not too late, not too late, it was just a sudden decision."

The Queen added: "I mainly want to have a taste of the full moon wine."

Civil and military officials filed in, filling the already small front hall to the brim with the atmosphere of a Lantern Festival. Prince Jing's wife, impulsively, moved all the Taihu rocks and crabapple trees from the garden, creating space for ten more tables.

"Mom," Xu Dingchun came over, holding her eldest son, "for the first time in my life, I've experienced what 'every inch of land is worth'."

"Stop joking!" Princess Jing poked her finger at him, "Hurry up and ask your wife to come out. The Emperor will announce his decree soon."

Jing Qiurong was breastfeeding in the backyard when she heard the words, "The Emperor is coming!" Chunxi was quick-witted and quickly changed her into a crimson jacket embroidered with gold. When they helped her out, the triplets, like three little pink balls, appeared together, bursting into a chorus of "wow!" The officials applauded, "What a great voice! They'll be pillars of our dynasty in the future!"

Drums and music sounded, and the ceremonial officials announced the decree—

"By the providence of Heaven, the Emperor proclaims: Princess Jing Qiurong of the Jing clan, who has raised three sons and rendered great service to the nation, is hereby granted the title of 'Heroic Mother', a hundred taels of gold, and a plaque personally inscribed by the Emperor. This is my decree!"

Prince Jing led the chants, his voice resembling the rhythm of an erhu. The Emperor personally handed him a large, gilded plaque inscribed with "Heroic Mother." "Old Jing, is the ancestral hall in your mansion tall enough? If not, I'll have the Ministry of Works add another floor."

"Enough, enough, enough!" Prince Jing laughed so hard that his teeth were visible. "I've been piling up the ancestral tablets overnight!"

After issuing the decree, the emperor added, "I heard that these three brothers were cut from the same mold. Which one is the eldest?"

Jing Qiurong was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Your Majesty, even if we lie side by side, it will take me half a day."

All the officials burst into laughter. The Minister of Rites stroked his beard and said, "It doesn't matter. They're all heroes anyway, so it doesn't matter if we can't tell them apart!"

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Prince Jing, holding his glass, toasted everyone, his steps unsteady: "My Lords, today I finally understand what it means to 'bring glory to this humble home'—this humble home is almost collapsing under the pressure!"

The Imperial Censor joked, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. People from the Ministry of Works are already queuing outside, waiting to expand your house."

Princess Jing laughed so hard her body shook with laughter: "What are you exaggerating about? I'll deduct all of the prince's salary and send him straight to work as a waiter at Zuixianlou!"

The crown prince Xu Dingchun carried the second and third sons around the room, showing off to everyone he met: "Look, I'm surrounded by girls, I'm a winner in life!"

Xu Zize followed behind with a wine glass in hand, and whispered a warning: "Brother-in-law, you almost threw my future wife's brother out."

Chunxi chased after him, holding up her skirt and shouting, "Brother! The child is not a candied haws, don't swing it around!"

The busiest scene was at the entrance to the ancestral hall, where the golden plaque bestowed by the emperor shone brightly in the sunlight, blinding everyone. Prince Jing led his entire family in a three-kneeling, nine-kowtow ritual. Only then did they discover: the triplets, wrapped like dumplings, lay side by side on the altar, fast asleep, their little mouths bubbling, having pushed the ancestral tablet to the side.

The old prince was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Don't blame me, my ancestor. Little heroes, please take a seat first!"

As the sun set, the officials took their leave. Before leaving, the emperor offered two jars of Lihuabai from Zuixianlou: "Today I realize that the chefs at Prince Jing's mansion are better than those in the imperial kitchen."

Prince Jing bowed and said, "If your Majesty likes it, I will send you a cart tomorrow—and will I also bring the Ministry of Works bill along?"

The emperor laughed loudly: "Old Jing, your calculations are louder than my treasury!"

The crowd dispersed, but the lights in the palace remained on. Prince Jing gazed at the mess in the courtyard, touched the golden plaque bestowed upon him by the emperor, and suddenly sighed, "This is probably the most glorious day of my life."

Princess Jing rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't be so moved. Pay the money you owe to Zuixianlou first."

In the night wind, the four big words "Heroic Mother" on the golden plaque shone brightly, reflecting the burps of the triplets one after another, like a lively triumphal music.