Gu Yanzhang didn't think there was anything wrong at all, he read the chapter again, raised his head, and was about to speak, but when he saw Ji Qingling looking at himself cautiously, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"It's such a big deal, why are you so scared?"

Ji Qingling was a little apprehensive in his heart, and only said: "I saw that you were busy, so I didn't discuss it with you, and I did it myself, but now that I think about it, I feel that it is still a little reckless......"

Gu Yanzhang sighed in his heart, moved the chair, got closer to Ji Qingling, took her hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it, and said seriously: "Qingling, you have done a good job, you have always been good, there is no such thing as recklessness or recklessness." ”

He didn't say more, and in front of Ji Qingling, he directly copied a copy of the excerpt she had prepared, without changing a word, and put it away along with the wax block and candles.

When this should be done, Gu Yanzhang raised his head, looked at Ji Qingling and said: "This matter, this letter, I will do it, I will write it, and it may not be as good as you to do it." ”

Gu Yanzhang is a man, no matter how careful he is, many details of his actions and writing are not as delicate as Ji Qingling.

And Ji Qingling saw the other party acting like this, but his heart was slightly hot.

She knew that she was doing well, and she believed that she was doing the right thing, and what she felt was wrong was never discussed with the fifth brother in advance.

After all, there are some things, she stands from the perspective of "known", and the fifth brother stands from the perspective of "unknown", and the result will inevitably be very different.

She was only worried that she would do her own thing, which would make the fifth brother feel uneasy.

After all, Ganzhou is the beginning of the other party's official career, and if it is not good, it will affect the development of the next many years.

And the promotion of ash worms, if it is not properly controlled, the fifth brother will spend ten or eight years, and he may not be able to wash away the bad reputation on his body.

Ji Qingling didn't know if Gu Yanzhang believed in herself so much, because she really did a good job and there was no problem, or just because she trusted her family, or both, but when she saw the other party's response like this, she was very embarrassed in her heart.

The next day, the piece of music played in the name of the Ganzhou General Judgment, the ash block and candle produced by the ash worm, were sent to the Yintai Division by Ma Yi, and transferred to the palace through the Zhongshu Gate.

Twenty days later, the recital was placed on the table of the Vertical Arch Temple.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Rui successively approved several pieces of notes about Fuzhou, Jizhou, and Hebei flying locusts all over the wilderness, eating up the ears of grain, grass and trees, and allowed a few places to exempt from taxes, and a few places to ask for silver grain to comfort the passers-by, and only felt that his mind was buzzing.

When it was about to give birth, he held his head, but the "dragon head" had no real use, and it was swelling and painful.

Zheng Lai took two steps forward and asked again: "Your Majesty, isn't it too early, why don't you rest earlier?" ”

Zhao Rui was furious by his question.

If there is one thing in front of him that can be delayed, he will not be unable to sleep every day.

His eyes widened, and he was about to curse, but he forced himself to endure it again.

Why bother not getting along with the Yellow Gate......

Zheng Lai stood at the bottom, in fact, he had already seen that the Son of Heaven had a bad face, but he still had the courage to ask: "Xiaguan twist a handkerchief for Your Majesty." ”

Zhao Rui did not refuse.

Soon, the warm towel was attached to Zhao Rui's face, and after gently wiping it twice, he woke up and continued to pick up the fold.

Zheng Lai's face was silent, but he was a little embarrassed in his heart.

has served in the palace for decades, although he is just a contemptible yellow door, he is also literate and hyphenated, and he also knows history and etiquette, and naturally he also has eyes, and he can see that the emperor in front of him is not a monarch with great talents.

The Son of Heaven can't fight Yang Pingzhang, but he can't fight Fan Yaochen, who is originally a big counselor, but now he is the Xianggong, and even a few old ministers from the county Huang Xianggong, the Privy Council, and the Political Affairs Hall can dismiss him at will.

However, it is undeniable that for the yellow gate and palace maids in the palace, he is indeed a rare good person.

Zheng Lai still remembered that when he was still a small yellow door, he followed the Son of Heaven with an umbrella, and one day, Zhao Rui, who was supposed to go to the Imperial Garden, had not been gone for a long time, so he hurriedly went to find the queen, and as soon as he entered the door, he poured a large glass of water directly.

At that time, the queen asked, why didn't he drink water on the road when he was so thirsty, who would have thought that the Son of Heaven replied directly that he saw that Xiao Huangmen on duty today forgot to bring a kettle and a cup, and didn't want to point it out, so as to save the other party from being punished, so he simply endured it all the way.

With such a celestial son, Zheng Lai has not even been scolded, and when he waits, he naturally does his best and comes from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Rui didn't know that the little yellow door standing behind him actually felt pity for himself as the emperor in his heart, he casually pulled the last fold on the table, sighed, and opened it.

The person who folded it was Ganzhou General Judgment, Gu Yanzhang, the champion of last year.

The cantata shows straight to the point that this is a submission.

Zhao Rui breathed a sigh of relief almost immediately.

Fortunately.

It's not about money, it's not about being tax-free......

The expression on his face was much more relaxed, and he slowly looked at it.

However, after seeing less than half of it, Zhao Rui's face was already solemn again.

He casually pulled out a piece of paper, calculated on it for a long time, and did it twice, and then had no intention of reading it again.

"Zheng Lai!"

"The minister is here." Zheng Lai stepped forward almost immediately.

"Is the fold presented in Ganzhou attached to something, and where is the attached thing?"

Zhao Rui almost couldn't wait to ask.

Zheng Lai hurriedly walked to the side, went to the box containing the music and rummaged through it, and soon turned out a cloth bag slightly larger than a palm.

After dismantling, two white candles and a palm-sized block of ash were placed on the table.

Without Zheng Lai's hands, Zhao Rui took the candle presented by Ganzhou himself, lit it on the yellow wax flame that was burning on the table, dripped two drops of wax, and put the new white wax on the table.

The yellow wax in the palace is specially made, and it is thicker and longer than the white candle in front of Ganzhou.

Zhao Rui compared his fingers and made marks of the same length on the two candles, but found that the yellow wax had burned to the mark, and the white wax was still a small distance away from the mark.

He couldn't help but call out again and said, "Zheng Lai." ”

"Look at which candle is lit." While speaking, Zhao Rui extinguished the yellow wax in front of him.

After a while, he rekindled the yellow wax and extinguished the white wax.

Zheng Lai thought for a moment and replied, "It seems that the candle from before is brighter." ”

Zhao Rui nodded with a smile and said, "I also think it is the same. ”

He pinched a few pieces of white ash and studied it for a long time, and then he remembered that he still had half of the excerpt unfinished, and hurriedly turned back to look at the last half of the piece.

The back is almost all drawbacks, and the writing is sensational and terrible, and the words that state and introduce the ash worm and the ash in the front seem dry in comparison.

Zhao Rui was a little uncomfortable.

It's obviously a matter of benefiting the country and the people, where did it come to this?

He tossed the fold aside, and couldn't help but study the candle in front of him again.

If you can sell it to the Western Regions......

This thing, do you want to try the official camp? It's like tea, like salt and iron?