In the hazy night, Huang Jin returned from the Zhishan Palace and walked into the palace of Emperor Jiajing's cultivation of immortals and alchemy. When Emperor Jiajing opened the valley, he spent most of his time in this alchemy palace, by taking the newly refined pills to open the valley.

As soon as you enter the palace, it is like entering a furnace.

Although the temperature outside the hall has gradually cooled down with the sun setting and the evening breeze gradually rising, the temperature inside the hall has remained high.

The burning incense, the lit candles, the seven-colored flames in the alchemy hearth...... All of them are releasing heat.

Huang Jin has long been accustomed to this temperature.

In front of the alchemy furnace of the two dragons playing with pearls in the middle of the main hall, there is a purple trembling wood bookcase, and behind the bookcase stands a middle-aged handsome man in a blue sermon robe, the robe is very low-key, sewn with black thread instead of gold thread, uninhibited open chest, hair is only tied with a small half of a dragon's head hairpin, and most of it is scattered.

The whole person is very uninhibited and handsome.

This person is the master of the Ming Dynasty - Emperor Jiajing.

When Huang Jin came in, Emperor Jiajing was standing in front of the bookcase and splashing ink, the pen was like a dragon and a snake, and the words were as uninhibited as his person.

"Holy."

Huang Jin bowed down respectfully and whispered to Emperor Jiajing.

Emperor Jiajing's body remained motionless, his left hand waved slightly, signaling Huang Jinmo to disturb him, and continued to splash ink with his right hand, waiting until the last stroke was written, admiring the written words, and then raising his head to look at Huang Jin.

"Holy."

Huang Jin bowed respectfully again to say hello.

"Well, it's back. Come here, and see how my words are? Emperor Jiajing nodded and beckoned.

Huang Jin bowed his waist and stepped forward and looked at the bookcase.

I saw that on the bookcase, Emperor Jiajing wrote a painting with a total of eight words: "Thunder, rain and dew are all Jun's grace."

"According to the old slave's view, the words on the saint are more and more immortal wind bones, one stroke down, the view is like a fairy soaring clouds and fog as indulgence, come and go without a trace, unrestrained, seemingly invisible, but also inclusive, from nothingness, and return to the emptiness, a little bit of horizontal and skimming, all contain the aura of heaven and earth......"

Huang Jin bowed his waist, and while looking at the words written by Emperor Jiajing seriously, he said very seriously.

Great wisdom is foolish, great ingenuity is clumsy, great sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible, this is Lao Tzu's description of the supreme realm of "Tao".

Huang Jin commented on Emperor Jiajing's words, starting from the point of "elephants are invisible", from the words to reflect the Tao, it seems to be words, but in essence, it is to say that Emperor Jiajing's Taoist practice is becoming more and more unfathomable, and it is getting closer and closer to becoming an immortal.

Huang Jin has been by Emperor Jiajing's side for decades, and Huang Jin naturally knows what Emperor Jiajing likes to hear.

"Huang You, you have been taken by Weizhong, and the older you get, the more dishonest you become......" Emperor Jiajing shook his head and scolded with a smile.

The "Weizhong" in Emperor Jiajing's mouth refers to Yan Song, and Yan Song's word "Weizhong".

"Slaves are stupid and will only tell the truth......" Huang Jin was scolded, but it was as if he had been praised.

Emperor Jiajing shook his head with a slight smile, didn't say anything, put the brush in his hand into the clear water and shook it gently, washed the ink and lifted the pen out of the water, and after absorbing the residual water with absorbent paper, he hung the brush on the pen stand.

After doing this, Emperor Jiajing looked at Huang Jin and asked, "What's the situation in front?" ”

"Back to the Holy One. The old slave followed the instructions and asked the people in the imperial dining room to press down their chopsticks and not put them on the table when serving food to the three adults. When Huang Jin replied, he couldn't help but smile when he thought of the scene when the food was served in front.

When setting up meals, Zhu Ping'an did not give them chopsticks, which was explained by Emperor Jiajing to Huang Jin.

If it is an ordinary person, invite someone to eat, and the result is that the dish is very rich, and it is a big fish and a big meat, but you don't give people chopsticks, is it not unkind, as if you are looking for trouble, this friendship boat is not said to be overturned.

It's not the third brother of India, if you don't give me chopsticks, how can I eat.

But

Emperor Jiajing is obviously not an ordinary person, the person with the highest status and power in the Ming Dynasty, he has a lot of opportunities, and naturally he will not be idle and have nothing to do.

It seems that a pair of chopsticks were forgotten at the banquet, but in fact this is a test of Emperor Jiajing on Yang Guoliang, Zhang Juzheng and Zhu Ping'an.

A test for their future.

In the past few days, Emperor Jiajing has successively asked Yang Guoliang, Zhu Ping'an, and Zhang Juzheng to give lectures to King Yu and King Jing, and there are indeed some observations and comparisons, and he is ready to invite another lecturer for the two princes to strengthen learning and education.

However, the candidate has not yet been determined, it does not mean that it must be among Yang Guoliang, Zhu Ping'an, and Zhang Juzheng, and it is a very serious and important matter to choose a teacher for the prince. In Emperor Jiajing's plan, these days, some officials and Confucians will be ordered to give lectures to the two princes.

Observe and test for a period of time, and then select the best teachers from them.

However, in the past two days, Concubine Lu Jing and Concubine Du Kang have been running to Emperor Jiajing, and there have been bursts of pillow wind, which has affected Emperor Jiajing's cultivation.

In addition, Yang Guoliang's scriptures are still very good, Zhang Juzheng has been observed by Emperor Jiajing for several years, and Zhu Ping'an has also observed for a period of time.

Therefore, Emperor Jiajing is also preparing to choose a prince lecturer from among the three of them today.

And what decided the fate of the three of them was today's imperial meal.

The exam question is this pair of chopsticks that I have forgotten.

"Well, then what." Emperor Jiajing flicked his sleeves, sat on the dragon chair, and asked with squinted eyes.

After the imperial dining room was all in the imperial dining room, Lord Yang Guoliang Yang found that there were no chopsticks, hesitated, but did not speak, and then sat upright, did not move a dish, just poured himself a cup of tea, and poured himself a cup of tea after drinking, when the old slave came, Lord Yang had already drunk almost a pot of tea..... Hehe......" Huang Jin couldn't help but laugh when he described Yang Guoliang's reaction.

"Hehe, there is more than enough to keep it, not enough to be enterprising, and not enough to be a prince." Emperor Jiajing smiled slightly and shook his head.

"Zhang Juzheng Zhang, after finding that there were no chopsticks, called the waiter and asked him to add a pair of chopsticks." Huang Jin continued.

After hearing that Zhang Juzheng took the initiative to ask for a pair of chopsticks, the smile on Emperor Jiajing's face gradually faded, and his eyes fell on the pair of words that had just been written on the table.

Thunder, rain and dew are all Jun's grace.

It seems that Zhang Juzheng still doesn't understand this sentence. It seems that it will take a few years to grind the temperament before it can be reused.

What I give you is yours, and if I don't give it to you, you can't ask for it.

I give you the Imperial Meal

You still want to.

What if the young ones give them food?

"Gao'er and Zhen'er are young, and Zhang Qing is not a good teacher." Emperor Jiajing said lightly, and then asked, "What about Xiao Zhu?" ”

"Hehe, Lord Xiao Zhu just finished serving, he couldn't wait to reach out and grab a lamb rib meat, not to mention how fragrant it was, in the blink of an eye, Lord Xiao Zhu gnawed two lamb ribs, the old slave looked behind the screen, this saliva was going to flow down......" Huang Jin replied with a smile.

"Hehe, good."

When Emperor Jiajing heard this, Long Yan was happy, and said a good word with a smile.