Two eunuchs ran over quickly, twisted a cotton towel to cleanse the emperor's face, and put on his court boots, then helped Jiajing up and sat on an armchair.
"Wu Qing, do you already know the metaphor I asked Chen Hongchuan to use?"
Jiajing asked weakly.
Wu Jie: "Hui Long live, I have accepted the order. I still have doubts in my heart."
"Ask." Jiajing said weakly.
Wu Jie: "Xingdu Dazhi" was originally edited by Zhang Ge, and it was about to be completed before he could see it. He changed horses in the middle, and I had to start from scratch. I'm afraid I can't compile it well, so I ask your majesty to help me out."
Jiajing did not answer Wu Jie's words, but asked: "Wu Jie, I ask you a question, and you have to answer it according to the world."
"Yes, I dare not hide it."
Jiajing suddenly sighed: "Let me ask you, am I looking very gray and ugly?"
Wu Jie felt a little heavy and replied: "If you wish me well, Your Majesty, this is just a sign of the sun."
"Hey, Wu Jie, Wu Jie, you are also gossiping in front of me." Jiajing slowly took off a piece of mutton fat and Tianbai jade from his waist, and said somewhat sadly: "Jade has a spirit, this jade I have been wearing it for nearly twenty years, and I rub it every day, and it is crystal clear. But these days, it suddenly seems to be unclear and irrelevant. It seems that I can't make it."
Tears finally came out of Wu Jie's eyes: "Your Majesty is a half-immortal, so there is no need to worry."
"Half-immortal body, half-immortal body, ministers talk about it a lot, and I hear it a lot, and I really believe it. In fact, it's all fake"
Jiajing murmured: "Three flowers gathering at the top is an illusion, and the clouds flying under your feet are not real Speaking of "Xingdu Zhi". It's not that Zhang Juzheng didn't edit it well, it was it was too slow I have only written one volume in two years, and I am still tinkering with it. I can¡¯t wait"
He leaned on the chair. Suddenly he laughed coldly: "When I ascended the throne as emperor, the ministers bullied me at a young age and wanted to force me to recognize my uncle as my father. We are all raised by our mothers and fathers, and I am the most respected person in the world. Every New Year, But you can't worship your biological father. How can there be such a truth in the world? Isn't this a beast? I don't accept it. I want to fight them."
"In the end, I won, and the father, son, mother and son were reunited, but I know that many people are dissatisfied. They must uphold the justice and righteousness in their hearts. They must persist in their beliefs."
Wu Jie whispered: "Your Majesty, that's because they are ignorant and don't understand the ways of the world. Your Majesty inherits the throne as a successor, not as an heir. For example, in a family. When the older generation dies, you because of your virtue and prestige Enough. If you want to be elected as the clan leader, is it possible that you have to adopt the original clan leader? Even your biological parents cannot recognize you. There is a big problem with this person's moral character. I think some people in the court are ignorant of their studies. . I became obsessed with reading it, but I couldn¡¯t even read the basic human nature.¡±
Jiajing's eyes suddenly lit up: "Isn't Yang Shen your uncle in name? It's disrespectful for you to say that."
Wu Jie: "Right is right, wrong is wrong, regardless of the fact that he is my elder. In my opinion, in the dispute over the great etiquette, my uncle is just a dog trying to meddle in other people's business, forcing father and son to be unable to do anything. Recognizing each other is simply not something that humans can do."
In fact, this is also Wu Jie¡¯s true thoughts. When he was reading history books, Wu Jie also disapproved of the great etiquette created by Yang Shen and his son. Isn't it just to give Emperor Jiajing's father a title? The promise is that there will be no loss to the country or the people. Instead, such a big movement caused internal strife in the court, and the two factions continued to attack each other.
"The new king is registered, everything is new. The country has so many big things to do, but it doesn't do it. What's the point of getting entangled in such small things?" If you have that energy, you might as well put it into sorting out the court's finances and driving out Japanese pirates.
Great etiquette, in the eyes of modern people, is a farce, a meaningless black comedy.
It was not that he meant to please Jiajing, but he really felt that what Yang Shen did was not a big deal at all, and Wu Jie never concealed his true thoughts in front of the emperor.
Jiajing's eyes softened, and he finally sighed again: "I don't think he is rough in words. I didn't expect that the dignified scholar can also have a vulgar side in his words. However, I really didn't misjudge the person, and I don't trust you in vain." So many years.¡±
When Jiajing said this, he pointed at the pile of documents on the desk like a hill: "This is the manuscript and information collected by Zhang Juzheng over the past year. You don't need to do anything during this period, just stay by my side." , and finished compiling this book."
Wu Jie smiled bitterly: "Long live, it seems inappropriate to take over midway."
Jiajing suddenly became angry. Most people who are ill are moody: "Shut up, I tell you to write, so you just write. It doesn't matter what Zhang Juzheng is thinking or how unhappy he is. He only makes one thing a year."The volume is here, and I'm afraid it will take half a year to finish. Can I bear to wait? "
"Long live my Lord!" When several eunuchs heard Jiajing say such words, they knelt down and kowtowed incessantly.
Jiajing continued angrily: "Wu Jie, don't you write very fast? When you wrote "The Story of the Stone", you could write ten thousand words a day, but I have never seen anyone write as fast as you. Today you Just give me an accurate answer, how long will it take to compile this book? I want to use this book to speak truth to those who criticize 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. Just search it in the database and copy it down." Wu Jie thought to himself: "It seems that Jiajing is really going to fail. It's hard to say whether he can live a few more months." . He has always been worried about the great etiquette, and he is really stubborn. This is probably his last wish. He is afraid that he will die before the day when the book is completed. With Zhang Juzheng's current hand speed, it is indeed a bit pitiful! "
"The reason why I was chosen, Wu Jie, is that my coding speed when I wrote "Dream of Red Mansions" was really amazing, and I was born in the top 100, so this kind of history writing work should be the best in this era. The strengths of scholars. Who else could I be?"
"However, Jiajing probably doesn't know that the only way he can win six yuan in a row is plagiarism. Hey, in fact, I have also memorized the book "Xingdu Zhi". The worst I can do is plagiarize again. This book only costs tens of thousands. If you copy the characters quickly, you can finish it in a few days. No matter how slow it is, it will only take half a month. I just don¡¯t know whether Zhang Juzheng¡¯s current draft is the same as in real history.¡±
Thinking of this, Wu Jie said: "Your Majesty, I must first take a look at Mr. Zhang Ge's manuscript and the collected historical materials."
Jiajing nodded: "You read it first, read it now, and then reply."
"Yes." Wu Jie hurriedly walked to the case, picked up Zhang Juzheng's manuscript and started reading. (To be continued)rq! ~!
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