When the Shiyilang Xiaojie came out, Zheng Yunming hugged him and was about to return to the side hall. Suddenly, there was chaos in the back garden. Zheng Yunming's heart moved, and the direction of the noise was the place where the eunuchs were placed.

When the dignitaries were drinking happily, the waiters and guards who were serving below could not neglect the reception. The husbands had a demeanor and would not care about being dissatisfied with the food of a chopstick fish sashimi. But the little kids below were not sure.

The specifications for entertaining these guards and envoys in the inner court are that every fifty people cooked sheep, fifty steamed buns, fifty bottles of clean wine, and various snacks and strong tea fruits. The servants of the Zheng Mansion were served, and the banquet was set up in the vast back garden, and they were drinking happily. This was the time to have a tour of wine and pick up chopsticks and move their cups. How could such panic shouts be heard?

Zheng Yunming stuffed Shiyilang into the arms of the servant who was following and ordered: "Send Xiao Yanei back, and then go to the court to inform the master."

After saying that, he strode towards the back garden with his sleeves. If something happens at this time, it may be a major event that affects the political situation of the entire Song Dynasty!

When he was about to step into the backyard, Zheng Yunming almost collided with a servant holding a bucket. The man saw clearly that the person who bumped into it was Young Master Yunming, and he bent down and bowed, claiming to be guilty.

"Is something wrong in the backyard?" Zheng Yunming patted his shoulder and signaled not to blame him, and asked.

"Yes, it was the banquet where all the eunuchs in the palace and the military men in the front office of the palace caught fire, burning several rooms in the backyard, and everyone was busy putting out the fire."

"How could you be so careless?" Zheng Yunming frowned and complained: "Don't you know who the master is having dinner with in the hall now! Long live the alarm, how can you bear the punishment?"

The servant whispered: "Only the young master dares to tell me about this: the fire just now was all because a military man was drunk and wanted to show off his ability to perform a double hammer fire meteor in front of everyone. As a result, a fire meteor that didn't play well hit the oil jar. It immediately started to burn, and there was firewood for barbecue nearby, all of which were made up by skill..."

"No matter what the reason is, such a thing is a big deal!" Zheng Yunming ordered: "Go and fetch water quickly, don't alarm the water officers and soldiers, as that would be a big trouble!" As he said that, he quickly walked into the backyard.

The backyard is now in chaos. Whether it is the inner court envoy wearing brocade clothes and embroidered satin, the guards of the Dragon Horse Quest, or the personal guards of the horse and infantry in front of the hall, everyone is mixed together, some are running for their lives, some are shouting loudly, some are helping the servants of the Zheng Mansion to put out the fire, and some are standing aside with wine bottles watching the fun, and they are quite stunning to "watch the fire and smoke when you have nothing to do".

The one who was really anxious was the servants of the Zheng Mansion. The deputy general manager Zheng Yijia was already sweating profusely. While arranging the servants who came to support the houses to put out the fire, he also tried to dissuade the envoys and military officers who were loudly commanding. After all, any of them had a higher status than the servants of the Zheng Mansion. Some people could even compete with the class directly with the newly promoted little master.

But it has become a habit for these people to show off their power outside the palace. How could a mere butler of the Prime Minister's House stop dissuading? Seeing the command of the Shangguan, the servants ran around at a loss. The fire did not care about their arguments here. The flames had spread to three houses near the courtyard. The courtyard was filled with various exquisite ingredients. What's more, the amount of dry and dry firewood was piled up there. It was originally purchased by the Prime Minister's family from the city's to prepare an imperial banquet. If they were eaten by the fire, the entire fire would be really uncontrollable. Even if the water soldiers fell from the sky at this time, it would be useless.

Deputy General Manager Zheng Yijia stomped his feet and was about to turn around and report the old husband who was still in the hall to socialize in the church. When he turned around, he found that the third son had already stood behind him at some point.

"Uncle Yi should not panic, I will be there for everything," Zheng Yunming took the responsibility without hesitation, and then his voice rose by an eighth: "Don't panic for everyone! I am Zheng Yunming, the third son of Mr. Zheng, I will follow my arrangements!"

"This place is too dangerous. Please ask the nobles in the palace and all the soldiers in the front office of the Palace to retreat quickly, so as not to be burned and hurt their lives! Uncle Yi, send two servants to watch the door and don't let irrelevant people come in!"

Zheng Yunming spoke as the prime minister, and the effect was naturally very different. No matter how lawless the Qiu Ba and the eunuchs were, they would not have taken the first-rank yamen seriously, so they walked out one by one.

But the fire showed no sign of relief. A few rays of fire rushed onto the beams and rushed to the cross-yard with a large amount of high-quality dry firewood.

"Young Master, what should I do?" Zheng Yike was as anxious as an ants in a hot pan running around the field. Suddenly, Zheng Yunming pressed his shoulder: "Uncle Yi, it's too late to use water to extinguish it. Let's use it to extinguish the fire."

Zheng Yunming pointed to the neatly arranged large jars in the yard. Several jars had been beaten to break the yellow mud seals and the fragrance of the wine was wafting out. This was the best wine brewed by the Zheng family. In the Southern Song Dynasty, all wealthy families must have their own good wine to entertain distinguished guests. These wines generally do not flow into the market, so they do not violate the wine monopoly system of the Southern Song Dynasty. The Zheng family's good wine also has its own name, called Yingxinquan. Today, in order to entertain the emperor and colleagues in the court, Zheng Qingzhi specially ordered to prepare two hundred jars of Yingxinquan, all of which were piled up in the backyard and picked up as you use.

"But, if you use it to put out the fire, what kind of entertainment should be used in the hall..." Zheng Yike was obsessed with the old husband's repeated instructions. He must not neglect the banquet in the hall. Don't talk about the emperor, even civil and military officials with the lowest rank cannot be offended easily.

"I'm confused. If the burning starts to alarm the Holy Car, how many jars of wine can save my father?" Zheng Yunming shouted loudly: "Use it to put out the fire immediately. If there is any problem, I'll take care of it!"

Even if the servants of the Zheng family came to the hall to report in a hurry, the civil and military officials who were drinking happily could infer from the smell of the burnt wood and fine wine floating in the back hall that something must have happened? But was it a fire or a jar filled with wine broken? Zheng Qingzhi, who was in the master's seat, did not speak, and no one dared to ask easily.

After a while, an eunuch quickly walked to the emperor and whispered a few words.

Zheng Qingzhi continued to drink without expression. Of course, the person who could approach the emperor at will would not be the small role that was usually driven by others. He must be the envoy of the Imperial City Office who was responsible for supervision by the emperor. However, since the loss of the fire was within an acceptable range, this small omission could be forgiven for himself, as the prime minister.

After hearing the secret report from the envoy of the Imperial City Command, the emperor asked with interest: "I just heard that it was Zheng Qing's son who commanded a fire with wine in the backyard. I wonder which son of Zheng Qing was? I can bring him to see me."

The oral order was issued, and Zheng Qingzhi immediately knelt down and received the order, and immediately sent someone to the court to call Zheng Yunming to the court.

The second time he met the Saint was naturally not as restrained as before, Zheng Yunming could secretly look at the bell on the seat from the corner of his eyes.

Emperor Duanping, before ascending the throne, called Zhao Yun, the ninth-generation grandson of Emperor Taizu. Because the former crown prince had a feud with Shi Miyuan, the then powerful prime minister, was eliminated by Shi Miyuan. He supported such a relative of the Zhao family who could only be beaten by Emperor Ningzong who was born in eight poles. The emperor endured for so many years and waited until Prime Minister Shi went to the underworld to meet Prime Minister Qin. Naturally, there was a little bit of energy between his eyebrows, looking forward to doing a good job in the Song Dynasty, where no one was restrained, and becoming a wise monarch who revitalized the country.

Anyone who wants to do a career is to promote talents, especially those wise and brave men who have no fame, wealth and talent. The serious young man in front of him may be a good pillar to assist him in revitalizing the country in the future. The emperor thought this way and asked, "Zheng Yunming, why did he think of using wine to put out a fire?"

"I am foolish," Zheng Yunming, who is now in fame, can also be generous in his ranks: "It is a method taught by a military officer from a senior dynasty."

"Oh?" the emperor asked enthusiastically: "Which minister in the court taught you the art of extinguishing fire?"

"It's not everyone in the hall, but a general in Shaoxing," Zheng Yunming said slowly: "I have read historical records of the state. When the general Wu Jie and Jin Wushu fought at Xianren Pass, the Jin soldiers set fire to the Xianren Pass, and it was too late to get water to extinguish the fire. Wu Jie put all the wine he drank on the city and saved him. While drinking, he put out the fire. Finally, he set fire to set off Jin Wushu and repelled Jin Wushu. It was a good story at that time. I just picked up the wisdom of my predecessors, which is really not worth mentioning by Your Majesty."

This humble attitude made the emperor very satisfied. He thought about it and decided to test the young man's view of the current situation a little bit, so he said: "Today is a family dinner, so it is not necessary to have the rules in the court. Please give someone a seat to Zheng Qing's family."

A eunuch next to him took a round stool and placed it in the lower head, asking Zheng Yunming to get up and sit down.

A brief silence was obviously because the emperor had not thought about what to say to the youngest minister present.

After a while, the emperor asked: "There are many disadvantages in fighting with the northern Tatars recently. According to the envoy's report, the Tatars relied on horsepower and the military strength should not be underestimated. How does the Qing family think of their success?"
Chapter completed!