The two eunuchs ran over quickly, wrung cotton towels to clean the emperor's face, and put on his court boots, and then helped Jiajing up and sat on the circle chair.

"Wu Qing, I already know Chen Hongchuan's words?"

Jiajing asked a little weakly.

Wu Jie: "If you go back to long live, you have already received the order." The minister still had doubts in his heart. ”

"Just ask." Jiajing said weakly.

Wu Jie: "The Great Chronicles of Xingdu" was originally compiled by Zhang Gelao, and he saw that it was about to be completed, and he changed horses halfway, and the ministers had to start from scratch. ”

Jiajing did not answer Wu Jie's words, but asked: "Wu Jie, I ask you a word, and you have to answer according to the world." ”

"Yes, the minister doesn't dare to hide it."

Jiajing suddenly sighed: "I ask you, is my face very gray and ugly." ”

Wu Jie's mood was a little heavy, and he replied: "If you go back to long live, Your Majesty is a watch of the sky." ”

"Hehe, Wu Jie, Wu Jie, you also started talking in front of me." Jiajing slowly took off a quick mutton fat and Tian Bai jade from his waist, and said a little desolately: "Jade has a spirit, this jade I have been wearing for nearly twenty years, and it is crystal clear and clear every day. But these few days have suddenly been ignorant and irrelevant, and it seems that I will not be able to do it. ”

Wu Jie's eyes finally had tears in his eyes: "Your Majesty is a half-immortal body, don't worry." ”

"The body of a half-immortal is the body of a half-immortal, the ministers have said a lot on weekdays, and I have heard a lot, and I really believe it. Actually, it's all fake......"

Jiajing muttered: "The three-flower gathering top is illusory, and the clouds under your feet are not real...... Speaking of "Xing Reading Journal". It's not that Zhang Juzheng is not a bad editor, but he is really ...... It's just too slow...... It took a year to write one volume, and I kept tinkering. I can't wait......"

He leaned back in his chair. Suddenly, he laughed coldly: "When I ascended the throne as the emperor, the ministers bullied me when I was young, and they wanted to force me to recognize my uncle as my father. People are raised by their mothers, I am the honor of the Ninety-Five, every New Year's Day, but can not worship my father, where in the world there is such a truth, this is not a beast? I'm not convinced. I'm going to fight them. ”

"In the end, I won, and father and son, mother and son were reunited, but I know that many people are not convinced. They are to uphold what is right in their hearts. They stand by what they believe in. ”

Wu Jie said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, that's because they are confused and don't understand the world. Your Majesty's succession to the throne is the succession, not the heir. Analytical, in a family. The older generation has passed away, and you have enough virtue and prestige, and you want to be elected as the patriarch, is it possible that you will pass on to the original patriarch? I can't recognize my own father and mother. There is a big problem with this man's character. I see that some people in the court have read books in a roundabout way. I read it like crazy, but I didn't even read the basic human nature. ”

Jiajing's eyes suddenly lit up: "Isn't Yang Shen your nominal uncle?" It's disrespectful for you to say that. ”

Wu Jie: "Right is right, wrong is wrong, don't say that he is my elder." In the minister's opinion, in the dispute over the great etiquette, the uncle is purely a dog and a mouse to meddle in things, forcing the father and son to not recognize each other, which is simply not something that people can do. ”

In fact, this is also Wu Jie's true thoughts, when he was reading history books before, Wu Jie was also very dissatisfied with the great etiquette made by Yang Shen and his son. Isn't it just to give Emperor Jiajing's father a title, and the promise is that there is no loss to the country and the people. made such a big move, causing internal friction in the court, and the two factions were constantly attacking.

The new monarch is registered, everything is new, and the country has so many big things not to do, but what is the point of being entangled in such small things. If you have that energy, you might as well put it on sorting out the finances of the imperial court and driving out the Japanese invaders.

The Great Etiquette, in the eyes of modern people, is a farce, a meaningless black burlesque. ..., I didn't mean to please Jiajing, but I really felt that what Yang Shen did was not a matter at all, and Wu Jie never concealed his true thoughts in front of the emperor.

Jiajing's gaze softened, and finally sighed again: "The words are not rough, I can't think of the dignified prince, and there is a vulgar side to the words." However, I really didn't look at the wrong person, and I didn't believe in you in vain for so many years. ”

When Jiajing said this, he pointed to the piles of documents on the case like a hill: "This is the manuscript and information collected by Zhang Juzheng in the past year, you don't need to do anything these days, just stay by my side and finish compiling this book." ”

Wu Jie smiled bitterly: "Long live, it doesn't seem appropriate to take over halfway." ”

Jiajing suddenly became angry, and most of the people in the illness were moody: "Stop, if I tell you to write, you can write, and you don't care what Zhang Juzheng thinks or how unhappy he is." He only came up with one volume a year, and when he finishes writing, I'm afraid it will take half a year, can I wait for it? ”

"Hooray!" Several eunuchs heard Jiajing say such things, and knelt down crying, and kept kowtowing.

Jiajing continued to say angrily: "Wu Jie, don't you write very fast, when you wrote "The Story of Stones", 10,000 words a day, I have never seen anyone write as fast as you. Today, you will give me an accurate word, how long will it take to finish this book? I want to use this book to reason with those who dictate the great etiquette, and see if they are ashamed or not. I don't want to die with this regret! ”

"Isn't it just writing a book, it's very simple, search in the database, and copy it down." Wu Jie thought secretly in his heart: "It seems that Jiajing is really unsuccessful, and it is really difficult to say whether he can live for a few more months." He has always been obsessed with the big etiquette, and he really has a dead posture, this is probably his last wish, I'm afraid that he won't be able to wait for the day when the book is written, and he will die, with Zhang Juzheng's current hand speed, it is indeed a little pitiful! ”

"The reason why I chose Wu Jie is that the speed of the code words I showed when I wrote "Dream of Red Mansions" in the past is too amazing, and secondly, I am from a champion background, and this kind of historical work should be the strength of the best readers of this era. Who else is it really me? ”

However, Jiajing probably didn't know that he could only win six yuan in a row, and it was just plagiarism. Hey, in fact, I have memorized the book "Hindu Chronicles", so it's a big deal to plagiarize it again. This book is only tens of thousands of words, and if you copy it quickly, you can get it done in a few days. No matter how slow it is, it will only take half a month. It's just that I don't know if Zhang Juzheng's current draft is the same as in real history. ”

Thinking of this, Wu Jie said: "Your Majesty, the minister has to take a look at Zhang Gelao's manuscript and the collected historical materials. ”

Jiajing nodded: "You watch it first, watch it now, and then talk back." ”

"Yes." Wu Jie hurriedly walked to the front of the case, picked up Zhang Juzheng's manuscript and read it. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )