It's really a big problem!

Wu Jie's heart tightened, Jiajing had always pretended to be an ordinary Taoist in front of him, and he had never revealed his identity as the Son of Heaven. It is estimated that he just wants Wu Jie to finish writing "The Stone Record" here and then send it out of the palace, and he doesn't want to make the relationship too complicated, which makes Wu Jie feel lucky.

After all, if a person wants to become an official in this year, the only way to go is the imperial examination.

If Wu Jie really won the favor of the emperor and won the jinshi in the future, the emperor would naturally vigorously support him.

Wu Jie knew this well and did not say anything. Only mention the spirit in the emperor's current performance, hoping to leave a good impression on him.

It is not difficult for him to be a Jinshi, and when he arrives at the palace examination, the monarchs and ministers meet each other, and they smile heartily, everything is unspoken, and a good story is completed, and it also confirms the status of the protégé of Wu Jietianzi.

But Yan Song's sudden intrusion made everything worse.

Wu Jie didn't know how to face the emperor in the future, and if he couldn't pass this hurdle today, he was afraid that he Wu would be in big trouble.

At this moment, Wu Jie wanted to scold his mother.

Looking at it from the corner of his eye, it was Jiajing's gloomy expression.

Wu Jie felt a pang in his heart: This emperor is not a good stubble, and his thinking is also peculiar, but he can do everything.

"It turned out to be Yan Ge Lao, come in." Jiajing's voice was not loud, but it was full of anger.

"Yes." An old man in a second-grade court uniform walked in with difficulty, and was about to kneel down, but Jiajing pointed to the Jindun next to him.

Wu Jie was also curious in his heart, so he cleaned up his mood at the moment and looked at this famous historical annihilator. To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of this guy, mainly because this time the Mongols entered the Koukou, he instructed his subordinates to swim without attacking, and let the enemy burn and loot in Gyeonggi. It's hateful.

But this time, I saw a straight face full of kindness.

Yan Song's hair and beard are white, he looks fairy-like, and he must have been a beautiful man when he was young.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yan Song sat lightly on the brocade pier, and before he could speak, Emperor Jiajing said: "I heard that the attic has been sick recently, and even so, it is just at home to recuperate, and it is not used in the West Garden." ”

This is said harshly, which means that you Lao Yan poked such a big leak, and I am already very kind if I don't trouble you. You should be a talent with your tail between your legs, why do you come back to me, isn't it uncomfortable for each other?

Yan Song still looked calm: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your pity, it is the fault of the ministers." However, there was a great drought in Xuzhou, and Hu Zongxian knew best about Jianghuai's affairs, and whether to order him to enter Beijing or not, one was to provide disaster relief, and the other was to ask about the war in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Qi Jiguang has fought more than 40 battles with the Japanese invaders, large and small, and now, the war is at a critical point. If there is chaos in the two droughts, it will affect the luck, but there will be trouble ahead. ”

Jiajing sneered: "The immortals descend to earth, and you have to ask the land lord if he is happy, your protégé is amazing?" ”

He picked up a document with a blue cloth cover from the long case, slowly walked to Wu Jie's side, and handed it over: "The situation of the drought in Xuzhou, it is written, you can read it yourself, think about how to write that green word later?" ”

This is probably a twist, Wu Jie's head is a little wooden, take it and open it to see, it is the eight hundred miles sent by the governor of Fengyang, saying that since last winter, there has been no snow in Lianghuai, and after spring, the rain is even less pitiful. Seeing that winter wheat was about to be sown, but the ground was cracked, I asked the imperial court to quickly allocate relief money to support the disaster area. Otherwise, once the winter wheat harvest is out and the people are short of food, it will inevitably provoke a popular uprising.

Emperor Jiajing's instructions were very simple and straightforward: the household department discussed the relevant relief matters and calculated a quasi-number.

No matter what the chaos in his heart was, Wu Jie knew that the situation in front of him was already dangerous and abnormal. Further heavenly king, take a step back to hell.

If this green word is done well, it will be liked by the emperor, and it will be used immediately if it is won by Jinshi in the future; Otherwise, no matter how well he did in the exam, the emperor would not be happy, and in this life, at least before the death of Emperor Jiajing, he would not be able to stand out.

What can I copy?

I memorized a lot of green words, and I also remembered a few articles for rain.

There are few words in this thing, and one article is only more than 100 words, and Wu Jie still put a lot of effort into it.

But most of the green words I remember are not very well written, and many of them are the works of ordinary Taoist priests.

Naturally, articles of this quality will not be able to impress Jiajing, and if you want to copy it, it is best to copy it.

Now is not the time to hide your clumsiness.

Hearing the emperor's words, Yan Song raised his head sluggishly and glanced at Wu Jie. When he first came in, he really didn't pay attention to Wu Jie, thinking that he was just a little eunuch in the palace. But now when I looked closely, I found that the young man had a faint beard on his lips, and the Adam's apple was also obvious, obviously a foreign minister.

A foreign minister who can serve the emperor closely...... How come I haven't heard of such a figure in officialdom?

Elder Yan Ge immediately paid attention, and his heart sank: The emperor asked him to write green words, thinking that this person is a good hand in this. If he had been one step ahead, wouldn't I have come here in vain?

At the whole time, the young man had finished reading the fold, returned it with both hands, and then replied in a calm and calm voice: "Yu Zhenjun, Wu Jie has already been prepared." ”

There was a flash of brilliance in Emperor Jiajing's eyes: "So fast, very good." ”

Yan Song was also anxious, and immediately stood up from the Jindun with great difficulty: "Your Majesty, there is a great drought in Xuzhou, and the ministers are anxious. I heard that Banzai is about to set up an altar, and those green words have always been written by ministers. The minister came uninvited, and hoped to forgive his sins. ”

"Oh, you want to write green words too, that's good, it's up to you to write it." Jiajing was a little surprised, a while ago he had just set up the military department Shangshu and the general army of Datong, and severely reprimanded Yan Song. I thought that Old Man Yan was here to intercede this time, but he didn't expect to say a word, but took the initiative to ask to write a green word for him to ask for rain for the people.

The emperor's dislike for Yan Song in his heart was much lighter, and his face looked much better.

The emperor is still very satisfied with Yan Song's green words, this guy is very good at writing, and what he writes is always in line with his intentions.

After receiving the excerpt from the governor of Fengyang, the emperor calculated an account and calculated the relief silver that needed to be allocated. I wondered if I should set up an altar and pray for rain for the people.

But his green words were really not very good, and after thinking about it, he remembered that Huang Jin had said that Wu Jie would write this kind of thing, so he asked him to come over and help.

However, since Yan Song automatically asked for help, the green words he wrote have stood the test of time and won my heart. As for Wu Jie, it doesn't matter if you write it or not.

He glanced at Wu Jie coldly: "You stand down." ”

"Things seem to get worse!" Wu Jie frowned, and thought to himself: "If you just leave like this, Wu will be carried home this time, and Yan Song, a competitor who suddenly came out, is really troublesome." ”

(To be continued)