The rise of the poor

Chapter 599 Jiajing's Sorrow

The night fell slowly, and the entire capital city seemed to be in a splash-ink landscape painting, which was slowly hidden by the ink.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 food. The servant girl will thank you for the whole Hou Mansion." Zijuan said goodbye with gratitude, and took the 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 Ping'an asked Ting Yuxuan's two little girls to go down to rest as well, and he didn't like letting 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 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
After getting up at night, Xiaojie came back, and 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 Desperately?

"If I were my son-in-law." 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 all night reading so stupidly." The little girl stuck out her tongue.

"That's why you are not uncle." Another little girl rolled her eyes.

The two little girls whispered a few words, and then they both fell asleep again, and the Yingying light in the master bedroom outside the window was still on.
In fact, at this time, Zhu Ping'an was not the only one who hadn't slept. Many people in Xiyuan, which was far away from the Hou's Mansion, were still awake.

In the depths of Xiyuan's bedroom, Emperor Jiajing, the king of a country, is still awake.

Emperor Jiajing, who usually wears a blue 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, the table of Vegetarian Food, which is full of color and fragrance, is completely placed on the table, and it has been heated up three times, and it is obvious that the chopsticks have not been touched yet.

"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.

"Leave it, I have no appetite." Emperor Jiajing sighed and waved his hand.

"Long Live Lord, just 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 bright fur, plump, but unfortunately lifeless and lifeless.

"My General Huwei." Hearing this, Emperor Jiajing's expression became even more serious, and his voice was 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 anyway, Huang Jin heaved a long sigh in his heart.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 going to 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 mighty, 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 was pampered and favored, just like the prince. To put it in a forbidden word, even King Yu and King Jing were not as favored as General Huwei.

Now that General Huwei has gone, how could his master not be 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 were to collapse, 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, that's right, why did 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)