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- After writing this edict, because the earth dragon was burned, the water dripping on the ground was roasted by the heat and steamed up, filling the whole house with white steam.
Wu Jie hurriedly glanced at the eunuchs, and then the eunuchs hurriedly got up from the ground and wiped them hard with cotton towels.
Wu Jie was very tired after not sleeping all day and night. He was about to say goodbye to Emperor Jiajing and leave when he saw the water vapor filling the room, but he was suddenly shocked. You must know that Jiajing's poisoning became more and more serious because of taking pills all year round. On hot summer days, they wear thick cotton robes, but when it comes to thirty-nine days, they only wear light Taoist attire, with the doors and windows wide open.
But when he returned to Beijing this time, he found that although the emperor was wearing less clothes, there was a fire in the room. Apparently, he could not withstand the severe cold in Beijing in winter.
This situation is a bit weird, could it be
In an instant, the six characters "The Emperor's body collapsed" flashed in his mind.
At this time, Jiajing took out another pill and put it into his mouth, probably having put down a big burden in his heart.
The last time he took the elixir was just ten minutes ago, and now he has to take it again, with this frequency and this addiction
Wu Jie was shocked and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, taking the elixir alone can certainly strengthen your realm, but if you take it too frequently, I'm afraid it will be too much and not enough."
Jiajing smiled, picked up the tea cup and swallowed the medicine: "Don't worry, my dear, Hu Shenxian made this pill very well. I enjoyed it very much after taking it. I used it more frequently. I was a little worried at first, but later I also I asked, and Hu Shenxian said it¡¯s okay.¡±
Wu Jie frowned. It turned out that this elixir was refined by Hu Dashun, Hu Yuanyu and his son. These two people were treacherous and sycophantic people. They finally got the opportunity to get close to the emperor, so they naturally had to use all kinds of tricks to maintain their favor. Any drug that works quickly and can cause people to become drug dependent can be taken seriously.
According to Wu Jie¡¯s knowledge of elixirs from Li Shizhen, most of the so-called elixirs contain ingredients of the Great Yang and Great Heat. Able to stimulate the nerve center in the shortest possible time. It has become something similar to aphrodisiacs and drugs.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If Jiajing continues to eat like this, will his body not be in ruins?
But Wu Jie couldn't persuade him. The matter of cultivating Taoism was against Jiajing. Untouchable by anyone. He was not a fool and knew not to offend the emperor from above.
He just said: "Your Majesty, didn't you feel something was wrong with your body earlier? Why don't you order Li Shizhen to go to the palace and prescribe a prescription for recuperation?"
This is not finished yet. Jiajing's face looked a little ugly: "No need, I am a half-immortal, I just need the elixir from Immortal Hu."
Probably because he felt that the tone of his words was a bit harsh, Jiajing softened his tone and said: "Wu Aiqing, you have been tired for the whole day, so you should go back and rest early. The Hai Rui case must be settled before the year. Our Ming Dynasty is in a troubled period. , but I can¡¯t stand the trouble anymore.¡±
Since the emperor has said so, Wu Jie will naturally stop talking nonsense: "Yes. Your Majesty, I will retire."
He left Xiyuan and went home.
It has only been two or three days since I returned to Beijing. But so much happened. Wu Jie felt that his whole body was as soft as cotton.
As soon as I got home, I was too lazy to eat. He went straight back to the room and fell directly on the bed.
Seeing that Wu Jie's face looked a little pale, Mozi was shocked: "Master, what's going on? Someone is coming soon. Go and invite a doctor into the house No, no, no, go and invite Dr. Li Shizhen."
Wu Jie hurriedly waved his hand: "What kind of doctor should I ask? It's such a troublesome thing, but I'm not sick."
Mozi reached out and touched Wu Jie's forehead, and asked worriedly: "Master, are you really okay?"
Wu Jie drove the servants out and groaned: "I'm not sick, I'm sleepy. I haven't slept all day and night. Anyone else's face would be as pale as earth."
¡°You haven¡¯t slept all day and all night?¡± Mozi¡¯s eyes widened in surprise: ¡°Sir, when you were on duty at Long Live Lord Xiyuan in previous years, didn¡¯t you say you could sleep too?¡±
Wu Jie smiled bitterly: "Didn't I just come back to Beijing this year? I have accumulated so much official work that I haven't finished it yet. Moth, please, stop talking and let me have a good sleep." Bar."
The sky outside has turned completely dark, and it has already reached eight o'clock Beijing time in the future. The snow is still falling, falling quietly on the flowers and trees in the garden. After a long time, there is a puff of snow falling to the ground, making it extremely quiet.
Wu Jie fell directly on the bed and started snoring within a moment.
Seeing that Wu Jie was really tired, Mozi felt a little distressed and hurriedly reached out to take off his clothes.
But Bu Shang's cold hand touched Wu Jie's neck and woke him up. Wu Jie asked confusedly: "What time is it now? What time is it?"
"What time is it?"The wife was a little confused, but she didn't know what this dot was.
It turns out that Wu Jie forgot in his confusion that this was the Ming Dynasty, and everyone used hours to express time.
Hearing what Mozi said, he suddenly woke up and sat up on the bed: "How long have I been asleep?"
Moth: "I just fell asleep, and I didn't even have time for a pot of tea. Go to sleep, go to sleep, take off your clothes first."
"Fortunately, I forgot one thing." Wu Jie hurriedly got off the bed, put on his shoes and walked to the case.
He added some water to the inkstone, held the ink in his hand and started sharpening it quickly.
"What are you going to do again?" Mozi suddenly became angry when he saw Wu Jie's face was pale and he still had to deal with official duties. He snatched the ink from Wu Jie's hand and shouted: "Sir, your face is so white and you still have to do things. , don¡¯t want to live anymore?¡±
"Don't make trouble, there is really an urgent matter." Wu Jie said seriously. Today he persuaded King Yu to go to Xiyuan to persuade a group of officials to retreat. This matter must have caused great waves in the political circles of the capital. I'm afraid that many ministers and officials will stay up all night tonight, wondering about the huge changes that are about to take place in the political situation.
And Prince Yu¡¯s Mansion didn¡¯t know what kind of chaos it was going to be like, so they had to tell him everything that happened in Jiajingli in detail so that he could be prepared.
¡° Wu Jie has always been kind and respectful when talking to Mozi. After all, she and Wu Jie have had a good relationship for so many years. He was even a little in awe of Mozi, even though he was now in a prominent official position.
But it was the first time for Mozi to have such a serious expression today, and Mozi immediately noticed that something was unusual.
The tone softened: "Then the moth will polish the ink for the master."
He rolled up his sleeves, quickly rubbed a pool of ink for Wu Jie, and dipped the brush into the ink until it was full.
Wu Jie took the pen and wrote on the paper: "Your respect"
After thinking about it, he shook his head again, crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it to the ground.
Although it seems that Jiajing¡¯s intention today is to let King Yu deeply participate in the affairs of the court, there are signs of helping him to get on the horse and give him a ride to achieve a smooth transfer of power.
But according to the Ming Dynasty's system and ancestral family laws, ministers are not allowed to make friends with the feudal kings. Anyone who violates this will have ulterior motives. Not to mention making good friends with the future prince.
It doesn¡¯t matter if this letter is sent out. If it falls into the hands of someone with intentions, Wu Jie¡¯s political life will be over.
Therefore, Wu Jie thought it was better not to write.
But what if you don¡¯t write this letter?
It¡¯s not good either. It¡¯s hard to figure out the emperor¡¯s thoughts. If the prince guesses wrong and does something that doesn¡¯t suit Jiajing¡¯s wishes, he will give King Jing another chance.
At that time, when Jiajing said this, only Wu Jie was present, so this subtle meaning must be conveyed accurately.
After thinking about it, Wu Jie immediately came up with an idea, spread out a three-foot sheet of propaganda, and waved it away.
That¡¯s right, Wu Jie is painting.
Before traveling to the Ming Dynasty, Wu Jie also knew that one day he would be completely trapped in this real dream and never be able to go back.
In order to prepare for the upcoming complete time travel, Wu Jie signed up for many classes at once. Guqin, calligraphy, Chinese painting. And he made great efforts to memorize Tang poetry, Song lyrics and Eight-legged essay classics thoroughly, as the basis for settling down in this world.
By now, the imperial examination has completely ended, and he has become the top scholar in high school. Eight-part essays and poems have also fulfilled their historical mission.
As for calligraphy, Wu Jie has learned it since he was a child and is very good at it. After so many years of training, he has become a master of calligraphy in the Ming Dynasty.
And the guqin can also be played to make tunes. Of course, compared to Tang Mi, it is in the sky and on the earth.
As for Chinese painting, this is his shortcoming.
Especially the literati culture in ancient China focused on artistic conception.
¡°Furthermore, art has very strict requirements on basic skills. Without that foundation, the drawn things will not be the same.
After attending classes in modern society for several months and traveling to the Ming Dynasty, Wu Jie also collected many paintings and calligraphy by famous artists and copied them on a daily basis. But even so, after two years, the painting is still very poor.
Today, in order to convey the information accurately, I have no choice but to show my shame.
Wu Jie recalled the works of famous artists he had seen in modern society, and naturally he copied one without hesitation.
Seeing what Wu Jie had scratched on the paper, Mozi covered his mouth and smiled: "Master's painting is pretty good. When did you get such leisurely elegance?"
Wu Jie lifted the paper from the tableCome, wait until the ink dries, and shout outside the house: "Call Lao Lian over."
After a while, Lian Lao San walked in: "Master, please give me your instructions."
Wu Jie folded the roll of paper into a one-foot square, put it into a large envelope, and said with a smile: "Old Lian, I have to trouble you to make a trip to Prince Yu's Mansion. Wu Jie has long heard that the prince is an elegant man and is very interested in calligraphy and painting. Jian Nai is one of the best in the world. When Wu Jie was in Hangzhou a while ago, he and Xu Wenchang discussed calligraphy and painting, and gained a lot of experience. Today, I just painted a painting out of interest. I asked the prince to judge it and write a few words."
Lian Laosan took the envelope and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "The elder just said such a conversation. The younger one can't understand it well and can't remember it all."
Wu Jie laughed: "Go and tell the prince that Wu Jie just painted a painting and would like to ask the prince to inscribe it."
Only then did Lian Laosan smile: "I understand, villain."
Wu Jie waved his hand: "Go quickly."
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At this time, just as Wu Jie imagined, Prince Yu's Mansion was in chaos.
In the afternoon, King Yu did such an earth-shattering thing, but he felt extremely uneasy in his heart. The weather was cold and dry, and I felt angry immediately.
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