When night fell, in Yan's study, the charcoal fire was blazing, Yan Shifan only felt a chill from the soles of his feet to the heavenly spirit cover, and the father and son looked at each other without saying a word.

After a long time, I saw Yan Song take the ginseng tea handed by the maid, rinse his mouth, and explained: "The current situation in the southeast is inseparable from Hu Ruzhen, and those people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang still need him to go to the town. ”

"Hu Ruzhen is my student, whether he wants it or not, in the eyes of His Majesty or that group of Qingliu, he has already been branded with my Yan Song, if the Japanese in the southeast are wiped out, those people behind him will have to do it!"

After Yan Song finished explaining, he handed the ginseng tea back to the maid, looked at his unsuccessful son, and said coldly: "You unsuccessful thing, look at the stupid things you have done, those stupid people you use, kneel down for me!" ”

Yan Shifan immediately knelt on the ground, his eyes full of fear.

"You listen carefully to me, I, Yan Song, have been the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty for more than 20 years, not only can govern and dismiss people, but also use people, the treasury needs people I use to save money, and the border passes need people I use to fight! If you don't deal with the emperor and need me to use the people to govern, and using the people well is the first priority to do great things! ”

Yan Song taught his son a lesson in an almost roaring tone, looking at his son who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, his originally sharp eyes gradually eased, and then said softly: "Get up, the new student under your hand is quite good, what's your name?" Send him to Zhejiang in advance to familiarize himself with the situation, and by the way, to lighten the burden on Hu Ruzhen. ”

Yan Shifan got up from the ground, recalled the scene of his father's anger before, and was still a little afraid, and replied tremblingly: "Father, the child's student is named Gao Hanwen, he has a noble temperament and is quite talented, and the child will call him to the house tomorrow." ”

"Well, it's okay, you can go down first."

Yan Song nodded, leaned over, took a book from the shelf, put on reading glasses, and began to read carefully.

After coming out of his father's room, Yan Shifan was shocked to find that his back was covered with cold sweat, and after a few breaths, Yan Shifan called the housekeeper, took out the letter raft, and advised: "Send this letter to Hu Zongxian, the governor's mansion of Zhejiang." ”

"Yes, Little Pavilion Elder!" The steward whispered a word of promise, and then walked away quickly, disappearing into the night.

After asking the housekeeper to send the letter, Yan Shifan returned to his house, and as soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by the wife of the ninth aunt who had been married before, and her name was Xiuniang.

"The husband has worked hard, and the concubine has come to give you wide clothes."

The embroidered girl was wearing a cyan long skirt, and her exposed neck was as snow-white as mutton fat jade, and the whole person had a temperament that I saw pity, which made people can't help but want to take it into their arms, so that they could not help but take care of it.

Yan Shifan only felt that his body was light, and the shawl he was wearing for warmth was removed, and then a fragrant wind penetrated from his nose, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

"Husband is tired after a day's work, let's eat something first, these dishes are made by the concubine herself, I'll go and serve you dinner."

"Okay." Yan Shifan stood in place and was stunned for a moment before responding.

There are not many types of dishes on the table, only a few simple side dishes, and the luxury and taste are far inferior to what Yan Shifan usually eats, but for some reason, looking at the few simple and exquisite meals on the table, Yan Shifan felt very relieved, took the rice bowl from Xiuniang, and ate it in a big gulp.

"Eat slowly, don't choke, there's still something in the pot."

"Ahem."

"Did you choke? Drink water..."

……

The Forbidden City, the Palace of Nourishing the Heart.

At this moment, Jiajing is kneeling on the futon, his eyes are closed, motionless, on the table next to him, there is an incense burner, on which are inserted three burning sandalwood, the room is full of smoke, quite a mood.

"The Tao is good, the Tao is very good, the name is famous, the name is not ......"

Jiajing chanted softly, and at his feet was half of the "Tao Te Ching", and gradually, Jiajing's whole person entered a state of mystery and mystery, only to feel that everything around him slowed down, and time seemed to have completely stopped.

Jiajing only felt that his whole person was getting lighter and lighter, as if he was flying, and at the same time, his perspective continued to extend upwards, from the Heart Cultivation Hall to the entire Forbidden City, in this process, neither flying insects nor hibernating beasts could escape his eyes.

"It's an out-of-body experience!"

According to the novels he had read in his previous life, Jiajing quickly knew his situation.

"No, we have to go back as soon as possible, the soul can't leave the body for too long." Jiajing thought so, and then forced his perspective back.

After the soul returned to the physical body, Jiajing refocused his mind and began to try to perceive things that could echo with the mana in his body, because there was no cultivation method, Jiajing could only choose the least efficient and safest cultivation method, the breathing method.

As the mana in Jiajing's body automatically operated, Jiajing's breathing gradually became regular, and between one breath and one inhale, the essence between heaven and earth resonated with the mana in his body, Jiajing's face became more and more ruddy, and the mana in his body also increased slightly.

"Whew, it really works!" Jiajing woke up from his cultivation state, feeling the growth of mana in his body, and couldn't help but look happy.

"But I seem to have seen something remarkable when I was out of my body." Jiajing picked up the teacup on the table, as if he was reminiscing.

When Jiajing's soul was out of the body before, the perspective accidentally swept from the Ganlu Palace, and he saw his harem's concubines, the imperial concubine Shen, Concubine Kang, Du Ying, and Concubine Su Jiang gathered together in Shen's room to fight, and the surrounding guards had already been retired, and the spring light that was revealed in it could not help but make people reverie, especially Concubine Su, in Jiajing's memory, Concubine Su had a cold personality and didn't like to talk much, but she didn't expect to be so open in private.

"Hmph, as my concubine, I actually did such a thing, wait for me to educate them well!" Jiajing thought righteously, and then drank the tea in the cup in one go, called the guards, and paced towards the Ganlu Palace.

When Jiajing came to the gate of Ganquan Palace with the guards, he was recognized by the leading eunuch at a glance, only to see him quickly kneeling on the ground with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, you are here!" Coincidentally, Concubine Kang and Concubine Su were also there, they were embroidering in the concubine's room, and no one was allowed to disturb them. ”

"Oh, is it? Take me over and have a look. Jiajing was amused in his heart, but his face was full of curiosity.

"Your Majesty, please come with me."

Under the leadership of the leading eunuch, Jiajing came to the outside of the room of the imperial concubine Shen.

"Haha, stop scratching me, I'm itching."

"Well, admit defeat or not?"

"Accept defeat and admit defeat, Sister Shen don't scratch it, my sister knows that she is wrong."

"I'm going to strip you all of your clothes and see what you eat to grow so big."

"Don't."

Listening to the words of the tiger and wolf coming from the house, Jiajing couldn't help but turn dark, and had to cough lightly to show his existence.

"Ahem."

"Who's out there?" A vigilant voice came from inside the room.

"It's me!" Jiajing replied angrily.

"It's over, it's over, what can I do?" Immediately afterwards, there was a rustling sound in the house.

A moment later, the door opened, and Shen, Concubine Kang, and Concubine Su all knelt on the ground in anxiety, their clothes still showing the wrinkles left over from the previous fight.

"Concubine, I've seen Your Majesty!"

"Get up." Jiajing waved his hand and motioned for everyone to get up.

"What, why don't you invite me in and have a look?"

Jiajing's gaze swept over the folds of their dresses, and his face was playful.

Sensing Jiajing's gaze, the third girl seemed to have thought of something, biting her lip tightly, and her face couldn't help but bring a touch of blush, and her face was shy.

"Your Majesty, please come in."

Jiajing laughed loudly: "Since the concubines are so enthusiastic, then I will go in and have a look!"

With that, he strode through the door, and in a short time there was a cry from inside the room.