After the end of the New Year Communist, Emperor Jiajing returned to Xiyuan, his face was gloomy and about to drip, the grace and luxury of the ceremony were gone, and he almost viciously said to Chen Hong, who was kneeling: "Say, what's going on!" ”

Chen Hong had already been frightened of the six gods, and stammered: "After the slave came back, he went to look for that thing, I remember that it was let by the eunuch of Suitang at that time, so he asked him to take me to the inner library to get it, and I saw that the burden was thrown in the corner, and it had fallen a thick layer of dust, obviously no one had touched it...... "Don't look at his words, he can't say a piece, but his words are full of prevarication for himself."

Jiajing, as a big boss with a black belly, how could he not see through his careful thinking, and snorted coldly: "Hugh said that those useless ones, I only want the result!" ”

"Yes, yes......" Chen Hong hurriedly responded: "The slave and maid went over and opened the baggage, and then walked out with the crystal box, and when they came out of the courtyard, the eunuch in the hall shouted: 'Ruyi is broken, the slave and maid looked down, and sure enough, they saw that Ruyi was broken into three ......."

"It's so good, how can it be broken?" Jiajing asked sharply, "Who broke it?" When it was in good condition, he didn't cherish it, but when it was broken, his heart was overgrown with weeds, and he felt that it was a bad sign.

Chen Hong kowtowed heavily and said: "Master Mingwei, when the slave and maid took it over, it was still fine, and then it was handed over to the eunuch of Suitang to be kept in the inner library...... Then the slave and maid were locked up by the master, and they were just released, so I really don't know. As soon as these words came out, okay, Shen Just's suspicion was directly cleared.

Of course, Chen Hong didn't want to excuse Shen, but he clearly remembered that when Shen held the crystal box high, the Ruyi inside was still intact; In addition, he was absent-minded at that time, just thinking about rushing into the Gujin Body Retreat, so he didn't check again according to the rules, common sense, and reason...... Of course, Shen was already ready at that time, as soon as he opened the baggage, he threw the thing to the ground, shouting, 'Chen Hong has grabbed something, ready...... Because of the carelessness of the moment, he was not planted on the spot, but this bomb was only delayed, and the consequence was that he went from losing both sides to enjoying it alone. Now it is himself who is checking, and he is also the one who takes over, if Shen is suspicious, then his responsibility will not be the first to run.

Chen Hong can/, choose the tragic figure of the year. There was once an opportunity not to cause trouble in front of him, but he missed it in a daze. It wasn't until he was in trouble that he regretted it and wanted to say: If God gives me another chance, I will definitely examine it carefully several times. If I had to add a limit on the number of times, I would have liked it to be, 100,000 times, 100,000 times.

But there is no regret medicine in the world, and Chen Hong can't go back to that day last year, he can only swallow this bitter fruit silently, which is equivalent to helping Shen pass the test.

"That's Curry's problem?" Jiajing was really turned to a fork in the road by him, and waved his hand in distraction: "Investigate this matter thoroughly for me, who broke Ruyi, if you can't find out, you will be guilty together!" "Yes......" Chen Hong was helpless, and there was a hint of luck, but he didn't let Huang Jin investigate, otherwise his team would have to be rectified.

Everyone thought that Chen Hong was going to be unlucky, but he was only scolded and passed safely, which made many people not understand, could it be that Chen Hong, who was just disabled by the emperor a few years ago, had to be a saint again? In fact, the reason is very simple, Jiajing has a clear mind about the people below, so naturally he can't let his rival investigate Chen Hong, otherwise how can he balance the power of the inner court? It's not that he doesn't want to kill, it's just that he doesn't fit his own arrangement.

Despite this, Jiajing still held his breath, Huang Jin obediently brought a basin of warm water, soaked the towel, and whispered: "The master has a warm face, relieve fatigue." ”

Jiajing bowed slightly, Huang Jin wrung out the towel, flattened it, and carefully applied it to the emperor's face, the warm and moist feeling made Emperor Jiajing, who had not slept all night and had not closed his eyes so far, finally felt relaxed and muttered: "What's added to this?" "I didn't dare to add it indiscriminately, so I added some jujube juice." Huang Jin whispered: "This is what the slave maid learned from the people of Suzhou, and they like to relieve their fatigue in this way." "Well, that's good...... Jiajing slowly lost his mind and didn't speak for a long time.

Huang Jin thought he was sleeping, so he wanted to tiptoe back, but who knew that his hand hadn't touched the towel yet, but he heard Jiajing say quietly: "Do you believe in fate?" Huang Jin was stunned and said, "Life? ”

"Right) fate" Jiajing seemed to understand him and seemed to say to himself = "Confucianism is a belief in fate, Confucius said: If you don't know your fate, you can't be a gentleman; Buddhists even believe in fate, and they persuade people to cultivate the next life, precisely because they believe that this life is the fruit of the previous life, and it is already destined at the moment of birth. After a pause, Jiajing took off the white towel under him and handed it to Huang Jindao: "Change it." ”

Huang Jin soaked another piece and said softly: "Doesn't the master often say that Taoism cultivates longevity, and changes his life against the sky?" In this way, Taoism does not believe in fate. ”

Jiajing slowly shook his head and said, "Idiot, if you don't believe in your fate first, why bother to change your life against the sky?" "So, the master also believes in his fate?" Huang Jin whispered. Jiajing paused for a moment, then returned to the original question: "Do you believe it?" "Of course the slave believes." Huang Jin said with a smile: "It's like a slave maid, born in a small mountain village, my father and mother ate a meal and bewitched Deng Bi'er, so the slave and maid are destined to not be able to study and become an official and a world!" "There is another way out; And because there are many children in the family, they will be sold. Said bitterly and wanted to shed tears: "But the slave is destined to serve the emperor, so he was caught by Gonggong Li, bought back to the Anlu Palace, met a good master like the master, and only then did he live in the days of brocade clothes and jade food, and people and dogs, do you say that slaves and maids can not believe in fate?" "Destined to be ten" Jiajing sighed and said = "There are times in life when there must be) Don't force it all the time in life, is that what it means? "Yes, the slave thinks so." Huang Jin said softly. "There are times in life that you must have, and there are times in life when you don't force ......" Jiajing muttered this sentence slowly, and finally fell asleep, and after a while, he began to snore.

Huang Jin pondered this sentence carefully, and felt that it seemed to be talking about King Jing, but it could also be King Yu, and he couldn't get the point after thinking about it, so he had to quietly retreat with a basin.

Jiajing slept for a day, didn't wake up until dark, ate a few chestnut and noodles snacks, drank a bowl of millet osmanthus porridge, felt refreshed, and said to Huang Jin: "Bring those congratulatory watches." He just likes to look at the greeting watch, knowing that it is empty words and clichés, but he never gets tired of it, and even feels that it is a great enjoyment of life.

Huang Jin brought a box full of congratulatory watches, and Jiajing asked, "Have all the officials in Beijing been on it?" "Back to the master, they are all on board, and even the old father and son of Yan Ge are not lacking." Huang Jin said with a smile: "The courtiers' wishes for the emperor's happiness and good health cannot be stopped by anything. "Xiaozui can really speak...... Jiajing slept for a while, and also put those things behind him, and pointed to the box: "Open it, and come to me."

"Order." Huang Jin withdrew the stack of congratulatory watches and put them next to Emperor Jiajing's bed.

The emperor looked at the congratulatory watch, although it was said that he was not tired of it, but it was not hungry and unscrupulous, for those whose calligraphy was not worked, the rhetoric was not gorgeous, and the praise was not new, he just swept it slightly, scolded the J dog fart "and threw it aside." Only if he has all three, he will appreciate it carefully, read it repeatedly, and even sketch it...... Of course, this situation is very rare, once whose article can be favored, then congratulations, the addition of officials to the knighthood is close at hand.

Therefore, knowing that it is a horse article full of nonsense, but the officials who dream of winning the emperor's favor "still write it with exhaustive stomach and racking their brains, and the degree of care is even greater than when they were admitted to the Jinshi." You have to have talent, not just heart.

For example, Shen and Zhang Juzheng, it can be said that they are careless, in Jiajing's view, although the article is well written, it is always less spiritual, so it can only be regarded as good; However, Xu Wei's article always made Jiajing choke his wrists and commented: "If you take out half of the strength to write the 'Bailu Double Table', he can be included in the list of top masters."

has always remained in the ranks of the top masters, there are Xu Jie, Yuan Wei, Yan Ne, Li Chunfang four people, their green words are well written, and the sycophants are wonderful, so Jiajing's congratulatory watches immediately came to the spirit, and said: "Miaowen is here, Miaowen is here." Sure enough, this time the four of them did not lose their standards, and they all praised the emperor all over, especially Yuan Wei's article, which made Jiajing Longyan happy, and even picked up his pen and copied down one of the excerpts, ready for him to write a couplet.

I saw that the upper link was 'Luoshui Xuangui Chu Xianrui, Yin and Bu Fan, Yang number nine, nine hundred and eighty-one numbers, the number of Tonghu Dao, the Tao is the beginning of the Tianzun, a sincere feeling,; The next link is: Qishan Danfeng two Chengxiang "male song six, female song six, six six thirty-six sounds, sound in the sky, born Jiajing Emperor, longevity without borders."

"What a good article!" Jiajing couldn't help nodding, smiled and said: "This Yuan Wei is indeed a talent, but unfortunately I can't promote him to an official, so I will give him a unicorn suit, a reward of 100 gold, and a son of Yin as a brocade cloth to guard a thousand households." "The unicorn suit is the costume of the prince, and Yuan Wei is dressed with the second grade, which can be described as a great honor, and it is only because of a horse article.

But in any case, seeing that the emperor was so happy, Huang Jin was also happy, and said in his heart: It should be easy to deal with ...... tonight, as the emperor's service staff, he is also under a lot of pressure, and he can't rest during the New Year, and he has to tighten his heartstrings all the time, so he looks forward to being able to relax.

Happy time always flies by, and before I knew it, the drum sounded in the third watch, and Huang Jin whispered: "Master, let's see this tonight, let's wait for Ming'er to see it." ”

"Hmm......" Jiajing also felt that his eyes were sour, but he still didn't finish: "Look at the last three again." As he spoke, he searched through a large number of unfinished pieces, and saw a blue cover, and he couldn't help frowning: "With such a plain face, this person doesn't understand the rules." Then he picked it up, looked at the name first, it turned out to be an excerpt from the Criminal Department to Wu Shilai in the matter, and couldn't help laughing: "I said, it turned out to be a speech official who ignored the dogs." ”

He originally only planned to throw it aside, but after only one glance, he was stunned.

I saw the powerful silver hook and iron slash, and he was not accustomed to seeing servile faces and slander, only a thunderous accusation, accusing the minister of power Yan Songpeng of treacherous and reckless stealing the authority of the master, "accusing his son Yan Shifan of 'pointing to the minister, and subservient to the general" accusing his henchmen of 'stripping the people of ointment for personal gain, and false officials with real power" and shouting that today's affairs are sluggish because of military difficulties, military difficulties are due to official evil, and official evil is due to the good goods of the government. If you don't get rid of Yan Song's father and son, although Your Majesty is worried all night, you can't do anything about it! "I strongly implore the Emperor to get rid of the evil.

Huang Jin saw that the emperor's face was getting more and more embarrassed, and the hand holding the book was also bruised, and finally slapped it heavily on the table, and two words burst out from between his teeth: "Bastard!" ”

The palace people in the house quickly knelt down when they heard the words, and Huang Jin comforted him with a smile: "The emperor is angry, angry, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, but he can't be angry." "Someone is trying to make me unhappy!" Jiajing raised his voice and said, "Let me calm my anger!" As he spoke, he threw Wu Shilai's notebook at Huang Jin's face. Huang Jin hurriedly opened a glance, and couldn't help but sigh, and said, "What a bold person." "Find it for me", Jiajing kicked over the notebooks that he hadn't seen yet: "Let's see if there are any such things in it, and find out all those dog things!" ”

Huang Jin had no choice but to lead people to kneel and rummage through it, while Jiajing was so angry that he leaned on the pillow, looking straight at a palace lamp, and his eyes radiated a resentful light. In this way, on the fifth watch, Huang Jin, who was sweating profusely, whispered: "Master, the search is over." "Is there one?" Jiajing didn't dare to him, and asked coldly. "Yes...... But not much. Huang Jin whispered: "Just two."

"How many more would you like to have?" Jiajing glared at him fiercely, took the two books and swept them around, and saw that the content was similar, so he threw it back irritably and said, "Is there still me in my eyes, is there no one who listens to my words?" Huang Jin shrunk his neck and didn't dare to answer.

After a long time, Jiajing finished his anger and said to Huang Jin: "You send these three books to Yan Song's mansion and ask him ......" Speaking of this, Jiajing remembered that the old man had just died of his wife, and sighed: "You go to see him, bring a load of assorted snacks from the imperial dining room, don't say anything, let him watch it himself." "Yes." Huang Jin responded in a whisper, seeing that the sky was almost dawn, he hurriedly went to the back kitchen, ordered someone to prepare the snacks, and as soon as the palace door opened, he led the two little eunuchs who carried the burden to Yan Song's mansion on West Chang'an Street.

The Yan family is newly mourned, the couplet on the door is blue, the lantern is also white, and the plaque that reads 'Yan Mansion, is also covered by a large flower made of white silk, and the door to welcome guests is also a heavy filial piety, seeing that the father-in-law wearing a big red python is coming, he does not dare to slack off, and hurriedly steps forward to greet him.

After a while, Yan Song's grandson and Yan Shifan's son Yan Hong came out, only to see him dressed in linen and filial piety, haggard physically and mentally, and saluted to Huang Gonggong: "Grandmother's new funeral, the Han family's rude eldest prince mourns." Huang Jin returned the salute and said: "Let's give the old lady Gongzhu incense first." Yan Hong led Huang Jin into the main hall, and the huge main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion has become the mourning hall of the old lady.

Huang Jin respectfully put on the incense, and the virtuous grandson kowtowed and returned the salute, only then did he find Yan Hong come out, and asked softly: "The emperor asked our family to come and see the old pavilion, I don't know if he can be an old man?" ”

Yan Hong whispered: "Grandpa is overly sad, he hasn't thought about tea and dinner for the past few days, and he has been crooked there, and I don't know if I can see guests." "Obviously, Yan Song has orders, and all the visitors are gone.

"It's something important." Huang Jin didn't need to be oppressed, he just took out the three pieces from his sleeve and handed them to Yan Hongdao: "Show your grandfather, I'll wait here, so I can reply to the palace." ”

Yan Hong realized that the problem was serious, nodded and said, "Father-in-law, please use tea in the side hall, and I'll show it to grandpa." "Go ahead." Huang Jin smiled kindly, and Yan Hong took the three notebooks and walked quickly to the backyard.

In order to avoid seeing things and thinking about people, the grandchildren blamed Yan Song for inviting him from the master bedroom to the west conservatory, some distance away from the weeping flower door, Yan Hong walked and walked, and suddenly heard a voice say: "Why are you walking so fast?" He quickly stopped. Saluted and said, "Daddy......" Yuan Lei called out to him. It was Yan Shifan.

Yan Shifan couldn't get used to Yan Hong's woodenness, and Yan Hong couldn't get used to Yan Shifan's indulgence, so the relationship between the father and son was not harmonious, and even a little indifferent. Yan Shifan looked his son up and down and said, "What are you holding in your hand?" "A few books." Yan Hong whispered: "Father-in-law Huang in the palace brought it, and said to show it to grandpa." "It's getting more and more unpleasant!" Yan Shifan scolded: "Didn't you say that you have to ask me for everything?" Have you ever taken me, a young man, into account? Yan Hong muttered: "I wanted to show my grandfather first, and then tell my father." "Humph!" Yan Shibo said unhappily: "Your grandfather is old and in a bad mood, so don't trouble him." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it!" Yan Hong had no choice but to hand the three pieces to Yan Shifan.

Yan Shifan opened a copy with him, and he was shocked and sweated like rain when he read it; But when I saw the second book, my face returned to normal; When I saw the third book, I said with a smile on my face: "It's really an endless road, I really love these three treasures." ”