Chapter 599： Jiajing's sorrow

Chapter 599 Jiajing's Sorrow

The night fell slowly, and the whole capital was slowly hidden by the ink, as if it was in a splash-ink landscape painting. In the Linhuaihou Mansion in the depths of the black, red lanterns were hung one after another, and the maids and servants methodically served the masters to rest.

"In a few days, the ancestors will be able to eat more meals. The servant girl will thank you for the whole Hou Mansion." Zijuan said goodbye with gratitude, and took little Loli Niuniu and Xiongzi back to the back house to rest.

"Go down and rest too, I don't need anyone to serve me."

After Zijuan and the others left, Zhu Pingan asked Ting Yuxuan's two little girls to go down to rest too. He didn't like to let the maids warm their beds.

Lighting up the oil lamp, he placed the books brought back from the Hanlin Academy on the table one by one, and slowly began to study them. While reading, he also copied some sentences, and listed them by category on a piece of rice paper.

The night was getting darker, and the entire Linhuaihou Mansion was silent in sleep, only Zhu Ping'an's room was still lit, and the occasional sound of turning the pages of a book seemed a little clear in this silent late night.

In the middle of the night, the little girl of Ting Yuxuan found out that the light in her uncle's room was still on when she was with Ye Xiaojie. If she hadn't seen the shadow of her uncle flipping through the book from the window, the little girl would have thought that the uncle had forgotten when he was sleeping. lights out

When Ye Xiaojie came back, my uncle was still reading. The two little girls returned to the side room, lying on the bed and looking at the stars and lights in the opposite master bedroom, dazed.

Why does my uncle sleep so late again? It seems that I haven’t seen my uncle go to bed early. I really don’t understand, my uncle is already the number one scholar, the grand master of the Imperial Academy, or the son-in-law of the Hou Mansion, they are all so good, why are you still like this Desperate?

"If I were uncle." A little girl murmured.

"How about you?" Another little girl came over and asked.

"I just eat what's delicious and what's fun every day, so I don't want to stay up late reading so stupidly." The little girl stuck out her tongue.

"So you are not uncle." Another little girl rolled her eyes.

The two little girls whispered a few words, then fell asleep again, the Yingying light in the master bedroom outside the window was still on

Actually, at this time, Zhu Pingan was not the only one who was awake. Many people in Xiyuan, which was far away from the Hou's Mansion, were still awake.

In the depths of the Xiyuan Palace, Emperor Jiajing, the king of a country, has not slept.

Emperor Jiajing, who usually wears a blue cloth gossip robe, is wearing a plain white gossip robe today.

At this time, the face of Emperor Jiajing in the plain gossip Taoist robe was slightly pale, his eyebrows were deeply locked together, his eyes stared blankly at a small golden coffin not far away in front of the Erlong Xizhu gossip pill furnace, revealing a touch of sadness Feelings.

On the table in front of Emperor Jiajing, there is a table of vegetarian dishes, each dish is carefully cooked by the imperial dining room, even though it is vegetarian dishes, the whole hall is full of fragrance, anyone who smells it will be applauded verb: move.

But at this moment, this table of Vegetarian Food, which is full of color, fragrance and taste, is completely placed on the table. It has been heated three times, and it is obvious that no chopsticks have been touched.

"Long live lord, I beg you, please eat some food. Even if you don't think about the body of the dragon, you also want to think about the country, the country, and the people of the world. Long live lord. You haven't eaten since noon today. One sip, I didn't take another sip, Long Live Lord, even his body is made of iron, he can't hold it." Huang Jin knelt in front of Emperor Jiajing, persuading him with a crying sound, his eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were full of concern Feeling, with a worried expression all over his face.

"Let's withdraw, I have no appetite." Emperor Jiajing sighed and waved his hand.

"Long live, you can eat. If you don't eat or drink like this, General Huwei will not survive." Huang Jin knelt on the ground and pointed to the exquisite golden coffin under the alchemy furnace, persuading him.

The golden coffin was opened, and inside lay a yellow-and-white striped cat, with a bright coat, plump, but unfortunately lifeless and lifeless.

"My General Huwei." Emperor Jiajing's expression became even more serious when he heard this, and his voice was as hoarse as if he had been sleepless for days and nights.

Huang Jin tried his best, but failed to persuade Emperor Jiajing to eat.

Hey, General Huwei went there anyway, Huang Jin sighed deeply. Huang Jin often served by Emperor Jiajing's side, knowing that his master is a cat lover, and this cat named General Huwei is the most favored cat.

This cat is very psychic. When my master goes out, this cat always leads the way. Whether it is going to the concubine or the Zhaijiao, this cat can always lead the way. And the reason why it is most favored is that it is not only loyal but also accompany its master in alchemy. Whenever his master is alchemy, this cat always lies beside the alchemy furnace, guarding the alchemy furnace like a white tiger.

It's strange to say that when the cat is guarding the alchemy furnace, alchemy can be successful.

The tiger is majestic, and the evil is not close!

That's why he was named General Huwei by his master.

General Huwei has a very good relationship with his master and is very favored. It is common for them to eat, live together, and sleep together. The daily routine for General Huwei in the palace is ten chickens, five fish, one For the sheep, the chicken only takes the most delicious chicken liver and heart, the fish only takes the brain and roe, and the sheep only takes the heart.

In the palace, General Huwei is pampered and favored, just like the prince. To put it in a forbidden word, even King Yu and King Jing are not as favored as General Huwei.

Now that General Huwei has gone, how could my master not feel sad.

However, seeing Emperor Jiajing so sad, Huang Jin was very worried, because Emperor Jiajing hadn't eaten for two meals, it was late at night, and he hadn't eaten lunch yet. If this goes on, how can the body hold it?

If His Majesty collapsed, Huang Jin would be in a cold sweat just thinking about it.

How to do?

How to do?

Suddenly, Huang Jin caught a glimpse of a stack of green words on the table, yes, how could he forget these green words. These are all Qingci in memory of General Huwei. If some of these Qingci are well done, comforting His Majesty and untying His Majesty's knots, wouldn't the matter be resolved? !

Thinking of this, Huang Jin's heart felt hot.

Whether His Majesty can eat depends on these green words. I hope you won’t let me down, my lords.

"Long Live Lord, General Hu Wei is sitting down today, and the slaves and Lord Yan are very heartbroken. Lord Yan and the others have also presented Qing Ci. General Hu Wei practiced with Lord Long Live before his death, and he was the most loyal. Tomorrow is going to be buried in the ground, and please Your Majesty choose a piece of Qingci, so that the servants can wait to see General Huwei off." Huang Jinshang presented the Qingci and said mournfully.

"Yes, I almost forgot." Emperor Jiajing took a deep breath and nodded when he heard the words, took the Qing Ci, and cheered up.

(end of this chapter)