In fact, the six ministries did not have much subordination to the cabinet, and Shangshu of the previous dynasty even dared to openly disobey the orders of the cabinet. It's just that in this dynasty, the cabinet is above the six ministries, and even can manage the six ministries well.

In addition to Jiajing's trust in the cabinet, there is also the fact that Jiajing does not go to court, which makes it rare for hundreds of officials to see the saint. Two separated couples will become increasingly estranged, and so will the monarchs and ministers across the palace gate.

It was in this way that a barrier lay in front of the six Shangshu. The six Shangshu seem to have become rootless, and they can only choose to rely on the favored ministers, so as to get "shelter".

If it was in the previous dynasty, with Wu Shan's background and qualifications, he would have been elected to the cabinet by hundreds of officials in the early dynasty. But in the Jiajing Dynasty, Wushan was also separated by the palace gate, but there was no cabinet minister to recommend him.

Seeing that Wu Shan actually followed the Holy Lord to drive the Jiaming Hall today, it was no wonder that Xu Jie was so worried, Wu Shan clearly wanted to rely on his own strength to block the conflict into the pavilion.

Jiaming Palace, the size of this palace is slightly smaller.

Entering the gate, the long table in the middle is covered with a bright yellow tablecloth, on which there are already all kinds of exquisite tableware, including exquisite Jingdezhen ceramics, as well as gold and silver products.

The royal family is naturally different from the common people's homes, whether it is tableware or delicacies, they all pursue the limit.

It was the first time for Wu Shan to accompany the saint to dine, but he also seemed very calm, and even had the time to observe the surroundings. Notice the veil in the southwest corner of the temple, where a court band is hidden.

A gong sounded, and the chief eunuch of Shangshan shouted: "Pass the meal."

But I saw the court musicians in the southwest corner playing, and more than a dozen palace maids brought the meal.

Because Jiajing cultivates Xuan, he prefers vegetarian food, so there is no meat in the dishes.

In fact, there is a hidden mystery here, these dishes may seem vegetarian, but in fact they are very expensive. They are all accompanied by the juices of the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, which makes the taste of these vegetarian dishes extremely attractive.

These eunuchs are all shrewd people, and the main ingredients of this vegetarian dish cannot be changed, so they all start with seasonings. Even if Jiajing doesn't eat meat all year round, he doesn't have a desire for meat.

There was only one dragon chair in front of the long table, and Jiajing waved his hand generously: "Give me a seat!" ”

"Your Majesty, according to the rules of the palace, the ministers should stand!" Wu Shan hesitated for a moment, and then reminded with a straight face.

"In this palace, I have the final say!" Jiajing glanced up at him and said undoubtedly.

Huang Jin looked at Wu Shan and shook his head secretly.

Wu Shan hesitated for a moment, thinking that this was not about the national body, so he honestly sat on the pestle sent by the little eunuch. Although he did not accompany the saint to dinner, as an old Hanlin and a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, he knew many rules very well.

The dish is very delicious.

Although Wu Shan is an upright official, he does not pursue any coldness in his personal life. On the contrary, he not only lives in a good house, but also loves to enjoy good food.

Eat silently, sleep silently.

This is Wu Shan's code of conduct, and he does the same. He ate slowly, chewing slowly, as if he was back at home, and his face slowly tensed.

Since he hadn't eaten for more than half a year, Jiajing's appetite was very good, and the amount of food was larger than usual. Just eating, his gaze fell on Wu Shan, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He is not too unfamiliar with this ritual book, but he is not familiar with it, and it gives him the feeling of being decent.

It is said that he has the most contact with the Ministry of Rites, but he is the most disgusted with etiquette, and he will not take the initiative to ask the Ministry of Rites if he will comply with many things. What's more, Yan Song and Xu Jie are both from the Ministry of Rites, so it is more convenient to ask them about something.

At this time, watching Wu Shan eat, he found that this ritual book was not as casual as Yan Song, nor as cautious as Xu Jie, as if he was a standard model for eating.

Jiajing watched his chopsticks reach out to the plate of tofu, the chopsticks fell, a piece of tofu with thick juice slowly rose, a drop of soup dripped back into the plate, the chopsticks did not shake the tofu back, and not a drop of soup fell on the table.

The whole piece of tofu was too big, but I saw him sandwich it in half, slowly put half of it into his mouth, chew it slowly, unhurried, every chew was the same frequency, and his beard only moved slightly with his chin.

Hey? Interesting!

Jiajing didn't have any disgust, but felt that this person was a little interesting. I was even thinking in my heart that this was worthy of being a "professional" Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, which was indeed stronger than the "crooked and evil ways" of Yan Song and Xu Jie.

A person who eats with such rules must behave like this, and the etiquette of the Ming Dynasty is also thick in the bone marrow.

Huang Jin, who was serving Jiajing on the side, saw Wu Shan's strange appearance, and he was also surprised.

"Fresh!"

Jiajing tasted a vegetarian soup and suddenly sighed loudly.

Wu Shan had already sunk into his own small world, and when he heard this abrupt voice, his brows immediately furrowed. It was only when he turned his head to look at the saint that he suddenly realized that he was dining with the emperor in the palace.

The frowning brows were also hurriedly relaxed, only to find that the saint glanced at him, and was slightly stunned. For the emperor's sudden emotion, he didn't know how to answer, and he had no habit of talking when eating.

Jiajing seemed to deliberately want to destroy the benchmark for eating, and said lightly: "The mystery left behind is a good idea, but ...... The difficulty is a little lower! ”

Wu Shan naturally didn't dare to stick to his principle of "eating without speaking", and when he heard the words, he suddenly realized, but he put down his chopsticks in a proper manner, and then carefully considered: "The two of them sit side by side, sit until the second watch and the third drum, one is afraid of cats and one is afraid of tigers!" This myth actually has a trap! ”

"Fear of cats and fish, fear of tigers and sheep, the two of them sit side by side, isn't it just a fresh word?" Huang Jin is a smart person, even if he interjects at an inopportune time, he still says to Wu Shan.

Jiajing turned his head to look at Huang Jin, and nodded slightly, which was also the intention of deliberately saying the word "fresh" when drinking soup just now.

Wu Shan couldn't help but admire that disciple in his heart, he was indeed a geek, so he shook his head slightly, and explained seriously to Jiajing: "The mystery here is in the second sentence, sit until the second watch and the third drum!" ”

"What's the explanation?" Jiajing was also curious, so he asked.

"The second is the time, and the third drum is the time. In the zodiac, Hai is a pig and a tiger; The son is a rat, and the cat is also afraid. Wu Shan talked eloquently, and then looked at Huang Jin with a smile.

Huang Jin immediately suddenly realized: "This 'Haizi' sits side by side, it is the word 'child'. ”

"Not bad!" Wu Shan nodded slightly, but it was not the answer that Lin Haoran told him, but he guessed it himself.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! It's wonderful! Jiajing's eyes also lit up, and he praised again and again.

As if they had opened the conversation box, they became a common topic among the monarchs and ministers, and they talked about other contents of the book and magazine, and even talked about Zhang Juzheng's current affairs policy.

When Wu Shan left the Jiaming Hall in the afterglow of the setting sun, beside the big red pillars of the Wuyi Palace, Xu Jie's eyes seemed to burst out of two sharp swords, wanting to penetrate Wu Shan's heart from behind.