After writing this edict, the water that was dripping on the ground was also roasted by the heat because of the burning of the earth dragon, and the house was filled with white steam.

Wu Jie hurriedly handed a look at the eunuchs, and the attendants hurriedly got up from the ground, carrying a cotton towel and wiping it vigorously.

I didn't sleep for a day and a night, Wu Jie was also tired enough, and he was about to say goodbye to Emperor Jiajing, but when he saw the water vapor in the house, his heart was suddenly shocked. You must know that Jiajing has been poisoned by taking pills all year round. On a hot day, he wore a thick cotton robe, but from one to three or nine days, he only wore a light Taoist dress, and the doors and windows were wide open.

But when I returned to Beijing this time, I found that although the emperor was wearing little clothes, there was a fire in the house, and it was obvious that I couldn't withstand the cold of Beijing in winter.

It's a strange situation, isn't it......

In an instant, the six big words "the emperor's body collapsed" flashed in his heart.

At this time, about to let go of a big burden in his heart, Jiajing took out another pill and put it in his mouth.

The last time he took the pill was only ten minutes ago, and now he has to use it again, this frequency, this addiction......

Wu Jie was shocked and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, taking the pill can certainly consolidate the realm, but if you eat it too often, I am afraid that it will be too much." ”

Jiajing smiled, picked up the teacup and swallowed the medicine: "Aiqing, don't worry, Hu Shenxian's pill is very well refined, and I have been very useful after taking it, and I have used it diligently." I was also a little worried at the beginning, and I also asked later, but Hu Shenxian said that it was okay. ”

Wu Jie frowned, it turned out that this elixir was refined by Hu Dashun and Hu Yuanyu's father and son. These two are traitorous villains, and they finally got the opportunity to get close to the emperor, so they naturally had to show eighteen means to consolidate their favor. What kind of drugs can work quickly and make people become drug dependent, you can be energetic.

According to Wu Jie's knowledge of the elixir from Li Shizhen, most of the so-called elixirs contain ingredients of great yang and great heat. Able to stimulate the nerve center in the shortest possible time. It has become something similar to aphrodisiacs and drugs.

If Jiajing eats like this, can his body not be wasted?

But Wu Jie couldn't persuade him, and the matter of cultivating the Tao was Jiajing's rebellion. No one can touch it. He was not a fool and knew that he could not anger the Emperor on it.

He only said: "Didn't Your Majesty feel that something was wrong with your body before, so it is better to Zhao Li Shizhen to enter the palace and open a prescription to recuperate." ”

That's not all there is to say yet. Jiajing's face was a little ugly: "No need, I am a half-immortal body, and I can have the elixir of Hu Shenxian." ”

Probably feeling that his tone of speech was a little heavy, Jiajing's tone softened and said, "Wu Aiqing, you are also tired for a day, so you should go back early to rest." Hai Rui's case had to be decided before the end of the year, and my Ming Dynasty was in an eventful time, so I couldn't afford to toss. ”

Since the emperor said so, Wu Jie naturally won't talk nonsense anymore: "Yes." Your Majesty, the minister retired. ”

So he went out of the West Garden and went home.

It has only been two or three days since I returned to Beijing. But so much has happened. Wu Jie only felt that his whole body was as soft as cotton.

When I got home, I didn't bother to eat. Straight back to the room and straight down on the bed.

Mozi saw that Wu Jie's face was a little pale, and he was taken aback: "Master, what's the matter with you, it's time to invite a doctor into the house...... No, no, no, go and ask Dr. Li Shizhen and Mrs. Li. ”

Wu Jie hurriedly waved his hand: "What kind of doctor, please make it so troublesome, I'm not sick." ”

Mozi reached out and touched Wu Jie's forehead, and asked worriedly, "Master, are you really okay?" ”

Wu Jie drove his subordinates out and groaned: "I'm not sick, I'm sleepy, I haven't slept for a day and a night, and my face is like dirt for anyone." ”

"Haven't slept for a day or a night?" Mozi's eyes widened in surprise: "Master, when you were on duty at the Xiyuan Long Live Lord in previous years, didn't you say that you could also sleep?" ”…,

Wu Jie smiled bitterly: "Didn't I just come back to Beijing this year, I have accumulated too many official duties, and I haven't finished it yet." Moth, please, stop talking, let me get a good night's sleep. ”

The sky outside has been completely dark, it has reached eight o'clock Beijing time in the future, the snow is still falling, quietly falling on the flowers and trees in the garden, for a long time, only to snort, there is snow on the ground, it seems very quiet.

Wu Jie fell directly on the bed and snored after only a moment.

Seeing that Wu Jie was too tired, Mozi was a little distressed, and hurriedly reached out to take off his clothes.

But as soon as the cold hand touched Wu Jie's neck, he woke him up, and Wu Jie asked in a daze: "What time is it, what time is it?" ”

"What time is it?" Moth was a little confused, but he didn't know what this point was.

It turned out that Wu Jie forgot that this was the Ming Dynasty in a daze, and everyone used the hour to represent the time.

Hearing Moth say this, he suddenly woke up and sat up on the bed: "How long have I been asleep?" ”

Moth: "I just fell asleep, and I don't even have time for a pot of tea." Sleep, sleep, take off your clothes first. ”

"It's okay, but I forgot something." Wu Jie hurriedly got off the bed, put on his shoes and walked to the desk.

I added some water to the inkstone, pinched the ink ingot, and sharpened it quickly.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing that Wu Jie had to deal with official business with a white face, Mozi was immediately annoyed, snatched the ink from Wu Jie's hand, and shouted: "Master, what does your face look like white and you still have to do things, you don't want to live?" ”

"Moths, don't make trouble, there are really 100,000 urgent things." Wu Jie said solemnly that today he said that he moved King Yu to Xiyuan to persuade a number of officials to retire, and this matter must have caused a lot of waves in the political arena of the capital. I'm afraid that tonight I don't know how many ministers and doctors will have to stay up all night, trying to figure out the great changes that are about to take place in the political situation.

And Yuwangfu didn't know what the chaos was going to be, so he had to tell him everything that happened in Jiajing in detail so that he could be prepared.

Wu Jie has always talked to the moth with a pleasant face and is very respectful. After all, she and Wu Jie have been through ups and downs for so many years, and the relationship between the two is excellent. He was even in awe of the moth, even though he was now in a prominent position.

But it was the first time for Moth to look so serious as today, and Moth immediately noticed something unusual.

The tone softened: "That...... The moth grinds the ink for the master. ”

He rolled up his sleeves, quickly sharpened a pool of ink for Wu Jie, and soaked the brush in the ink to make it full.

Wu Jie took the pen and wrote on the paper: "To the one who inspires ......"

After thinking about it, he shook his head again, crumpled the letterhead and threw it on the ground.

Although Jiajing's meaning today is to let King Yu deeply participate in the affairs of the imperial court, there are signs of helping him on the horse, sending him a ride, and realizing a smooth transfer of power.

However, the system of the Ming Dynasty and the family law of the ancestors are there, and the ministers are not allowed to make friends with the vassal kings, and those who violate them are suspicious. Not to mention that the future prince is befriended.

It doesn't matter if this letter is sent, if it falls into the hands of someone with a heart, Wu Jie's political life will be over.

Therefore, Wu Jie felt that it was better not to write.

But what if you don't write this letter?

It's not good, this emperor's mind is the most difficult to figure out, if the prince guesses wrong, do something that is not in line with Jiajing's heart, and give King Jing a chance.

At that time, when Jiajing said this, only Wu Jie was present, and this subtle meaning had to be accurately conveyed to the past.

After thinking about it, Wu Jie immediately had an idea, spread out a three-foot shengxuan, and waved it.

That's right, Wu Jie is painting.

Before he traveled to the Ming Dynasty, Wu Jie also knew that one day he would be completely trapped in this real dream and never be able to go back. …,

In order to prepare for the upcoming thorough crossing, Wu Jie signed up for many study classes in one go. Guqin, calligraphy, Chinese painting. and made great efforts to memorize Tang poems and Song poems and Bagu literary classics as the basis for his life in this world.

By now, the imperial examination has completely ended, and he has also won the top prize in high school. Bagu Wen and poems also fulfilled his historical mission.

As for calligraphy, Wu Jie learned it since he was a child and wrote it excellently. After so many years of training, he has become a master of calligraphy in the Ming Dynasty.

And the guqin can also be played into tunes, of course, compared to Tang Mi, it is a heaven and an earth.

As for Chinese painting, this is his shortcoming.

Especially in ancient China, the literati paid attention to artistic conception.

Moreover, art has very strict requirements for basic skills, and without that foundation, the things drawn will not look the same.

After attending a study class in modern society for a few months, after traveling to the Ming Dynasty, Wu Jie also collected a lot of famous calligraphy and paintings, which he copied daily. But even so, after two years, the painting is still very poor.

Today, in order to accurately convey the message to the past, it is impossible to say that it is impossible to sacrifice ugliness.

Wu Jie recalled the works of famous artists he had seen in modern society, and naturally copied one unceremoniously.

Seeing what Wu Jie had drawn on the paper, Mozi covered his mouth and laughed: "The master has drawn well, when did you have this kind of leisure and elegance?" ”

Wu Jie lifted the paper off the table, waited until the ink was dry, and shouted outside the house: "Call Lao Lian over." ”

After a while, Lian Laosan walked in: "Master, please command." ”

Wu Jie folded the roll of paper into a foot square, put it in a large envelope, and said with a smile: "Lao Lian, I have to trouble you to go to Yuwang's Mansion." It is said that Wu Jie has heard for a long time that the prince is an elegant person, and his appreciation of calligraphy and painting is first-class in the world. When Wu Jie was in Hangzhou a while ago, he studied calligraphy and painting with Xu Wenchang, and he had a lot of experience. Today, I am interested, I just drew a picture, please judge the prince, and inscribe a few words. ”

Lian Lao San took the envelope, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "The eldest master just said such a call, and the little one doesn't understand it very well, and he can't remember it all." ”

Wu Jie laughed: "You just go and tell the prince that Wu Jie has just painted a sub-painting and wants to ask the prince to write an inscription." ”

Even the third child smiled: "The villain understands." ”

Wu Jie waved his hand: "Don't go quickly." ”

……

At this time, as Wu Jie imagined, Yuwang's Mansion was a mess.

In the afternoon, King Yu made such an earth-shattering event, but his heart was extremely uneasy. The weather was cold and dry, and the fire immediately came up.