In the quiet room, Jiajing, who was wearing a plain white robe, sat on the gossip futon, his face was slightly solemn, looking at the delicate golden coffin on the ground, his eyes revealing a trace of sorrow.

In this delicate golden coffin, there lay a red rabbit, which had lost its life, and its dark and crystal eyes were tightly closed.

Jiajing likes auspiciousness, so the officials below have done what they like, looking for all kinds of auspicious gifts from all over the world to the palace, and he also built a spirit animal garden in Xiyuan.

Lin Feng Five Spirits, the King's Jia Rui also. Xiangrui fifth class, red rabbit Shangrui. This red rabbit is very docile, so Jiajing often lets people come to the dormitory, and he also has some feelings.

But the world is unpredictable, but today came the bad news, the red rabbit he liked died.

Jiajing, who was cultivating Xuan, was also stunned for a long time, first feeling sad about the death of the rabbit, and then his heart of cultivation was slightly shaken. This favorite auspicious rui has returned to the west, is it a hint from heaven?

Huang Jin had been waiting for Jiajing in the quiet room, and he was also very worried when he looked at him, so he crawled over and said softly: "Master, the slave begs you, let's go to lunch first?" ”

As if he hadn't heard anything, Jiajing was silent for a moment, and then he faintly spit out three words: "I'm not hungry!" ”

His voice was low, a little hoarse, and a little sluggish, reflecting his lonely state of mind at the moment.

"Master, you have only eaten a few mouthfuls of food in the morning, and you have not eaten a drop of water until now. If you don't think about the dragon body, you also have to think about the country/the people of the world, you can go to lunch! Huang Jin's eyes were choking with tears, as if Jiajing might die soon if he continued like this.

Jiajing's eyes closed slightly, and he spit out three words without doubt: "I'm not hungry!" ”

The voice is still low/hoarse, and the words are more pronounced, but there is no trace of emotional fluctuations.

Ay!

When Huang Jin heard the words Jiajing, he knew that he could no longer continue to persuade.

The saint is sometimes like a stubborn child, and he will be angry at every turn, he needs to follow his wishes at all times, and he must be able to understand his true willingness, and he is the most difficult emperor in the world to serve.

Sandalwood curls up, and the whole quiet room is filled with a fresh fragrance.

Huang Jin stayed for a while, then slowly left the quiet room, came to the outer hall, looked up at the sky outside and saw that it was almost dusk, and his face showed a little melancholy.

Gritting his teeth, he ordered Feng Bao to go to the imperial dining room to get some food. Feng Bao immediately received the order and hurriedly walked to the door, if Jiajing is Huang Jin's master, then Huang Jin is his master.

was about to go back and continue to wait for the saint, but a little eunuch hurriedly came in to report, saying that Wu Shangshu asked to see him.

Huang Jin's brows frowned slightly, if Feng Baoran would not have made such a low-level mistake. The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Officials of this court are all surnamed Wu, so there are two Wu Shangshu, so I don't know which Shangshu is referring to.

After learning that it was Wu Shan of the Ministry of Rites who asked to see him, he personally greeted him, and said with a sad face to Wu Shan: "Long live Lord has not entered the water since the morning, if Lord Wu has nothing urgent, our family suggests not to bother Long Live Lord." ”

But it was not to hinder Wu Shan, but Huang Jin's kindness, which could be regarded as a kind reminder.

"But it's not a big deal, the second issue of "Talking about the Past and the Present" has already released a sample, and the lower officials want to ask the Holy Lord to review it!" As soon as Wu Shan came from the Hanlin Academy, he handed over the box and said.

It wasn't that he insisted on coming, but the disciple said it was reasonable, so he decided to go this way. Now that he knows about the situation of the saint, he naturally doesn't want to wade into this troubled water.

"Oh? Lord Wu, please wait a moment! Huang Jin's eyes were slightly bright, and he took the box and turned around and entered the Wanshou Palace.

Wu Shan watched Huang Jin hurriedly walk in, looking at the disappearing back with some confusion.

He still didn't understand in his heart, this was just an ordinary book, and he had read the contents. Except for Zhang Juzheng's article, there is nothing outstanding anywhere else.

But looking at Huang Jin's reaction, it seems that this book is still very important, which makes him very puzzled. After retracting his gaze, he also stayed honestly, and at the same time wondered why the Holy One suddenly didn't think about tea and dinner.

Although he is a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, because the Holy Lord does not go to court, he has very little contact with the Holy Shang, so he naturally does not know the recent situation of the Holy Shang, which is also a major disadvantage of their six Shangshu.

However, it was said that Huang Jin hurriedly walked into the quiet room, presented the treasured version of "Talking about the Past and the Present" to Jiajing and said: "Wu Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites asks to see him!" He sent the latest issue of "On the Past and the Present" and wanted to ask the Holy Lord to review it! ”

Jiajing heard that it was the minister who asked to see him, so he slowly opened his eyes, originally wanting to summon Wu Shan directly, but his eyes fell on the cover of "Talking about the Past and the Present", and he stopped for a moment.

"But I don't know if there are any disrespectful words here, I see that Lord Wu's face is very solemn!" Huang Jin watched his gaze fall on the cover, so he deliberately arranged Wu Shan Dao.

Jiajing was really aroused by a trace of curiosity, and took the hardcover version of "Talking about the Past and the Present", but he glanced at Huang Jindao with disdain: "Wu Shan is from the old Hanlin and is a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, how can he make a mistake in this." ”

"Yes, but he has that strained face, master, you didn't see it, it really looks like something big has happened!" Huang Jin naturally knew this, but seeing that he had successfully diverted the attention of the saint, he continued to arrange the Tao with Xiaoxiao.

Jiajing naturally had insight into Huang Jin's careful thinking, and deliberately arranged Wu Shan to divert his attention, but he didn't mean to puncture it. But the book slowly opened, and his eyes seemed to sink inside.

"The thin stone and the cold plum are neighbors, and the pavilion does not change the four o'clock spring...... Good poetry, good poetry! ”

When Jiajing opened the page, he was surprised by a poem that caught his eye, and he liked this sentence very much, "Tingting does not change the four seasons of spring", and had a small urge to put it up.

The next content did not disappoint him, so after turning a few pages, he simply crossed his legs and carefully flipped through it.

When Huang Jin saw this situation, he also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this book is simply timely rain.

Time passed little by little, Jiajing's face slowly soothed, and the second issue of "Talking about the Past and the Present" brought him a surprise. But when he turned to "The Two Monks of Shu", his face changed suddenly.

"Let Wu Shan in!"

Jiajing stood up from the futon, his face looked very solemn, and gave an order.

Huang Jin looked up at Jiajing's back, and couldn't help but chuckle, thinking: "Could it be that I just said that this book is really a mistake?" ”。 Thinking so, he hurriedly walked out and summoned Wu Shan in.

But I didn't think about what happened to my mouth, the good spirit is not the spirit but the bad spirit.