Wang Chengming's kung fu copying is perfect, although he pondered and imitated a few back and forth, but within a pillar of incense, he held a letter that seemed to be written by Hua Yu himself to Xiang Ziyu.

Xiang Ziyu held the letter paper in his left hand and folded it in his right hand, compared it carefully, and his frowning brows stretched out, looking very satisfied.

"Yes, he is worthy of being the first copying master of Liang Kingdom." Xiang Ziyu gave a rare compliment.

Wang Chengming was overjoyed, but he didn't forget to be humble, "The emperor has won the award." The grass people are just doing what they can. ”

Xiang Ziyu said "um" and looked at Wang Chengming, "This letter thing..."

Xiang Ziyu didn't finish speaking, Wang Chengming reacted quickly, "What letter?" The grass people were puzzled, and asked the emperor to give advice. ”

Xiang Ziyu Lang laughed a few times, "Not bad! Not bad. After complimenting twice, he asked again: "Are you willing to become an official in the court?"

Hua Yu and Tu Shan's life and death are uncertain, this letter will be written, and one will be written every other month, it is always troublesome to find Wang Chengming, it is better to reward an official, under the nose, it is easier to greet and greet, and you can also look at it.

“？！” Wang Chengming was shocked, it was already a great honor to be able to enter the palace, this official... I can't even think about it! It's like smoke coming out of the ancestral tomb!

Xiang Ziyu waited for a few seconds and was a little displeased when he saw that Wang Chengming was silent, "What, you don't want to?" ”

"Nope! Not! Wang Chengming raised his eyebrows and knelt down, "The grass people... No, the minister is willing, and he will do his best for the emperor. ”

"Hmm..."Xiang Ziyu waved his hand, he was not interested in this set of words at all, didn't this courtier who was also kneeling and bowing and dying? Didn't you just come to the palace with some red tape!

Xiang Ziyu shouted outside the door, "Deshun! ”

As soon as the words fell, Deshun hurriedly entered with a whisk, and when he saw Xiang Ziyu's happy expression, he knew that the matter of the letter had been resolved, "Your Majesty." ”

Xiang Ziyu sealed the letter while keeping: "Spread my will, and seal Wang Chengming as a servant of the Hanlin Academy, and take office one day."

"Huh."

Hanlin Academy... Sounds like a good official, Wang Chengming smiled when he heard this, and hurriedly knelt down to thank him, "Thank you, Emperor!" ”

Xiang Ziyu waved his hand and motioned for them to go down, but he was not interested in listening to these flattering words now.

Wang Chengming understood, thanked him, hurriedly retreated, went out, and thanked Deshun repeatedly.

Deshun smiled, "This is the reward that Lord Wang deserves, and it has nothing to do with the old slave." ”

"Where's my father-in-law?" Wang Chengming smiled cunningly, glanced left and right, took out a jade bracelet from his sleeve, and silently stuffed it into Deshun's hand, "If there is no recommendation from my father-in-law, how can the grass people enter the palace, how can they do things for the emperor?" How can you get such a great reward? All this is thanks to the father-in-law, the father-in-law's great kindness, the grass people are unforgettable, this is a little heart. ”

Deshun lowered his eyebrows and glanced at it, the first-class jade, tsk, really willing to do it, with Wang Chengming's family background, I'm afraid that even his mother's dowry has been taken out!

"Lord Wang, I'm afraid this is not good..."Deshun pretended to push it out, "It's all Lord Wang's luck, the old slave is just a recommended person, it has no effect, the things are too valuable, Lord Wang should take it back!" ”

Deshun's shirk, Wang Chengming suddenly felt a little moved, after all, this thing is really an ancestral treasure, and it is really a little reluctant to take it out and give it away, but when he looked down, although Deshun shirked, but the four fingers pressed the edge of the bracelet, I am afraid that it is just a pretense to shirk one or two, and accept a peace of mind.

Come to think of this. Wang Chengming instantly put on a look of "you have to take it", "No, no, the grass people can rely on their father-in-law to have it, and their minds are not enough to worry about." If the father-in-law dislikes the humble background of the grass people and is unwilling to accept it? ”

"How so?" Deshun.

"Then please ask your father-in-law to accept it, if your father-in-law doesn't accept it, and he doesn't repay his kindness, the grass people will be at peace in their hearts."

Wang Chengming's true feelings, if Deshun didn't accept it, he would be embarrassed, so he accepted it generously, "Thank you Lord Wang." ”

"You're welcome."

Seeing Wang Chengming leave, Deshun took a look at the ministers gathered outside the palace gate, sighed, and returned to the imperial study to resume his life.

"Sent away?" Xiang Ziyu asked without raising his head.

De complied, took a cup of tea and put it in front of Xiang Ziyu, and by the way, he glanced at the book Xiang Ziyu was reading, and caught a glimpse of the picture of Cordyceps on it, and was secretly surprised.

"The emperor is reading a medical book?"

Xiang Ziyu casually said "um", "I always want to find a way." Perhaps he didn't want to hear any painless and itchless comfort, so Xiang Ziyu immediately asked, "How about going to the Nanshan Temple tomorrow to burn incense?"

Deshun took a few steps back and stood in just the right position, "It's all arranged, and the accompanying imperial doctors, guards, and palace maids have all been arranged one by one." ”

"That's good." The burden on Xiang Ziyu's body was relieved a little.

Hua Rong wants to go to the temple to burn incense, he can't stop him, to be precise, no matter what Hua Rong is, he can't seem to refuse, so he can only arrange it properly.

Deshun thought of something and became a little worried, "Although Nanshan is not far away, it is always going to leave the palace, and Concubine Rong's body is ......."

"It's fine." Xiang Ziyu rubbed his temples, soaked in medical books for the past few days, and was dizzy to read, "Let the divine doctor follow, I can feel more at ease." ”

"Yes." Deshun stepped forward to rub Xiang Ziyu's acupoints with strong eyesight, "The emperor wants to rest." ”

Xiang Ziyu wanted to refuse, but as soon as he opened his eyes and read the book, he felt sick to his stomach, and after several struggles, he nodded his head and closed his eyes to recuperate, "How is the minister outside the door?" ”

"It's still making a fuss." Deshun, "And it's getting more and more serious, and there is a posture that the emperor won't leave if he doesn't go out." ”

"Let them be." Xiang Ziyu waved his hand lazily, not worried about what flowers they could toss. He, the emperor, is also justified, most of the government is in his hands, and there are soldiers and horses, and a group of jumping beams and ugly people don't dare to blink

Moreover, they don't take care of this matter themselves, poisoning the prince is a serious crime, and he just punished it a little heavily. is reasonable, even if they are blindly tossing, but they love to toss blindly.

"They, they just have nothing to do, pull them one by one to the battlefield, and see if they are as tough as they are now!"

Deshun smiled and followed Xiang Ziyu's words, "The emperor is, but they are all civilian officials, and if they are pulled to the battlefield, they can only talk on paper." ”

Xiang Ziyu chuckled a few times, "Let them toss, in a few days, the imperial examination will be held, and there will be time for them to toss again." By the way, how about that Wang Chengming? ”

"This ......" Deshun paused, and commented pertinently: "The kung fu of copying is at home, and the person is also smooth, and it is more than enough to be a civil official without real power, but if it is talented, I am afraid it is a little unsatisfactory."

Xiang Ziyu agreed with the "um", "From the official of the fifth grade, there is no need to worry." ”

"The emperor's yes." Deshun.