"Dad, my daughter went to Beijing with my second uncle, I want to ......"

It is inevitable that families with many children will not not be loved so much, and the young woman in the blue dress was about to explain the reason for coming to the capital, but Xu Fan had already waved her hand vigorously.

He walked towards the four-room concubine room in the west wing, and at the same time put down the words and said: "You watch her closely, don't let her run around in the capital, and I'll discuss countermeasures with my father when I go back!" ”

This is his daughter, but Yan Shifan has been beheaded, the Yan family has been raided, and her daughter is inevitably implicated to a certain extent.

After all, he is just a powerless Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, and in the face of such a thorny problem, he can only turn to his powerful father.

"Yes!" Ji Tiansun is a woman who is dutiful, so she responded to Xu Fan, who was leaving.

The young woman in the blue dress looked at her father's distant back with complicated eyes, and her mouth seemed to have a thousand words, but finally turned into a sigh from the bottom of her heart.

Ji Tiansun turned his head to look at his daughter, and felt helpless in his heart, so he led his daughter back to his residence.

The daughter stayed honestly in Songjiang's hometown, but followed the second uncle from her hometown to Beijing, this matter undoubtedly became more complicated, and she was faintly aware that her daughter had a very serious concern.

The night of June seems to be very long, and the story of this emperor is staged in the sultry heat.

West Garden, Wanshou Palace, the lights are bright.

Earlier, a procession of long lanterns had traveled from the Wanshou Palace to an altar in the north, but now that they had returned the same way, the little eunuchs and maids who stayed here were also busy.

Jiajing, who was wearing a blue robe, had just finished a round of fasting and returned to the hall with a pair of black and white shoes. It's just that his face was slightly pale, and his whole person seemed to be in a very bad state, and occasionally there were a few coughs.

The loyal Huang Jin has always been by Jiajing's side, his face showed just the right amount of worry, although he was a little reluctant in his heart, but he still sent the pill to Jiajing as soon as possible.

This elixir is also a little magical, as this elixir is swallowed into his stomach, Jiajing's face is more ruddy, and the whole person obviously has some more energy.

"Is there anything important today?"

Jiajing chose to lean on the soft collapse, but said lightly.

Huang Jin looked at Chen Hong and Feng Bao behind him, the two of them were in charge of the classification of songs, and Chen Hong immediately responded: "Back to the master, there are three more important notes here!" ”

Although Jiajing's condition did not deteriorate further, it did not improve, so his energy was not as good as before, but he leaned on the soft collapse and lightly spit out a word: "Read!" ”

"Yes!" Chen Hong replied respectfully, but turned his head to look at Feng Bao who was standing next to him.

Although Chen Hong's qualifications are deeper than Feng Bao's, his cultural level is not as good as Feng Bao's. If it's just to look at it, it's okay, but some rare words can't be pronounced at all, like this sparse "try to pamper" I don't know how to pronounce it at all.

Feng Bao kept his position straight, first nodded lightly at Chen Hong, and then opened the recital to read aloud. His voice was sharp, but the pause was appropriate, and he was already working on the reading.

Huang Jin glanced at this godson approvingly, but he did not live up to the fact that he had cultivated him so much, and his own talent was secondary, mainly because Feng Bao had always been diligent and studious.

The sandalwood incense in the hall rises, and the ice cubes in the corners melt slowly and in an orderly manner, making it cool and fragrant, and it can also make people sleep.

This is a note about Wang Chonggu, the governor of Ningxia, the right of the Imperial Palace. The governor of Ningxia led his soldiers to take the initiative to go out of the pass, harassing the enemy's lair, beheading up to 14 people and capturing six horses.

But it has to be said that the biggest enemy of the Ming Dynasty is still Mongolia in the north, and as long as the west side guards the Hexi Corridor with economic value, it is of little significance to kill more than a dozen rogues outside the pass.

Feng Bao finished reciting this recital, and then looked up at Jiajing.

Jiajing leaned on the head of the bed, his eyes had already closed, as if he had fallen asleep, but the whole person did not say anything.

Huang Jin noticed this situation, but asked Feng Bao and Chen Hong not to make a sound, and tiptoed forward, ready to cover Jiajing with a summer quilt.

But at this moment, a voice came from the bedside: "Read! ”

Well, people are not asleep.

Huang Jin hurriedly retreated, and at the same time gave Feng Bao a look.

Feng Bao also picked up the second recital, and read it seriously, but after he finished reading the content of the recital, Jiajing still lay on the soft collapse without saying a word.

This time, he exchanged glances with Huang Jin, but chose to read the third note.

After the three recitations were completed in turn, it seemed quiet here, and none of the three people here dared to make any sound, waiting for the instructions of the emperor, who did not know whether he was asleep or not.

Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, the three of them can stand out, and they already have a stoic heart. Even if Jiajing has been silent, they will insist on a stick of incense before leaving.

After half a ring, Jiajing gave a leisurely instruction: "According to the content of Xu Ge's old ticket, let's approve the red!" ”

With this statement, the three of them immediately respectfully bowed their hands and said yes.

They set up a total of 12 eunuchs, and the reason why the status of the celebrant is the most noble is because the celebrant is in charge of the most important red right on behalf of the emperor.

Jiajing's illness made him no longer have much energy to deal with cumbersome government affairs, and he still had to rely on Xu Jie many times, but he suddenly asked: "What about Sun Long, the internal official and supervisor?" ”

As these words came out, an old eunuch quickly hurried to the palace, and immediately knelt down respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, Sun Long is here, please give orders!" ”

The 12 supervisors perform their own duties, and the internal officials and supervisors are mainly in charge of wood, stone, tile, earth, tower materials, eastward and westbound, paint, weddings, gunpowder, as well as rice and salt warehouses, operation warehouses, and imperial altar warehouses.

After another while, Jiajing's voice came leisurely: "There are still more than ten days left in the Christmas auspicious dojo of the Fire God and Wang Lingguan Patriarch, how are you arranged?" ”

"The minions have already started to prepare, but it's just ......!" Sun Long immediately replied, and finally seemed to stop talking.

Jiajing didn't like this kind of spitting and spitting minions the most, but he said impatiently: "What's the matter? ”

"Your Majesty, there are not many silver taels left in the inner treasury, I'm afraid it won't be enough to handle this dojo Jiao!" Sun Long reported hard.