He was not in a hurry. It would be a bit shocking if he directly answered that the emperor could compile this book. After all, the local chronicles of No. 1 require reference to many materials, and need to consider the sentences and tailor the materials. It can be said to be a huge project. At least on the surface, it still has to be carefully studied.

When I saw this, my heart was shocked. Speaking of this book, it was directly related to the great ritual events in the early years of Jiajing. The great rituals were the biggest political events that spread across the Jiajing dynasty. After traveling to the Ming Dynasty, Wu Jie also made some thoughts on studying it...

In fact, he was still a little upset that he had traveled through time in a bad time. If he traveled to the early years of Jiajing, just by being proactive about great etiquette would be enough to make himself achieve great success.

He had already memorized this book thoroughly. When he opened the page, he found that it was exactly the same as the original text.

It seems that history has not changed at all, just copy it down.

In fact, even if the first draft of the volume compiled by Zhang Juzheng was different from the original one, Wu Jie was not afraid. At worst, he could just push it down and rewrite it.

"How?" Jiajing asked gasped, his expression a little nervous.

He also knew that he was not successful, and hoped to see this in his lifetime, to completely define the great etiquette, to correct his successor, and to correct his imperial examination.

Wu Jie did not answer directly, but said, "Your Majesty, I need to look at the information again. But, long live and don't worry, I will wait until I understand and memorize these historical materials, but I will write them quickly."

Seeing Wu Jie's relaxed look, Jiajing let out a long breath and condensed into a slender white line in the air: "I am confident in your speed. I really hope to read this book one day earlier! You will stay by my side for a while and don't have to go anywhere. That's it."

"Yes, I'm following the order of Your Majesty." Wu Jie was also willing to stay by the emperor. In his opinion, Jiajing probably wouldn't have survived the New Year. Once he died, it was the issue of whether it was the water inheritance throne.

Although King Yu is now a popular choice, he is supported by the three auxiliary ministers of the cabinet and the court's clear streamers.

But after all, he did not have the title of crown prince. Not only he, but also King Jing, would be qualified to be an emperor. As long as Jiajing does not have a candidate for the crown prince in one day, it would be a time bomb that could be detonated at any time for the entire Ming Dynasty.

Now, King Jing lives in the palace and stays by Jiajing's side at all times. If he wants to make trouble at that time, others will really have no choice but to do anything to him.

The inheritance of the throne involves the lives of millions of people. If King Jing succeeds to the throne, not only will King Yu be bad, but even Xu Jie, Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng and others will not have a good ending.

As for him, Wu Jie, I am afraid that King Jing would hate him even more. That day, everything Wu Jie needed to be firmly protected in the Ming Dynasty would be gone. This was something he didn't want to see.

Now the plan is to never leave Jiajing's side until the moment Jiajing died and issued the imperial edict.

Therefore, the emperor asked himself to stay here to write, which was naturally the best for Wu Jie.

Speaking of which, there are not many words in "Xingdu Zhi". Just as I want to write, the hand speed that Wu Jie has trained over the years is not difficult. There should be no problem in writing this in a week.

But he didn't plan to do this, and at the moment, he was just hanging like that.

That night, Wu Jie did not rush to write, but read all the information and then handled several urgent government affairs for Jiajing.

He was busy until dawn and thought of copying a chapter of more than a thousand words to deal with Jiajing. At this time, Jiajing's condition suddenly worsened.

It turns out that the monastery in Jiajing in Yuxi Palace has two rooms inside and outside, one outside, one big outside, specializing in Jiajing's daily handling of government affairs and meditation and qi refining; the one inside is small, which is where Jiajing sleeps.

Jiajing's body was extremely weak, so it was naturally impossible for him to stay up late with Wu Jie, so he returned to the room and leaned against the bed. After reading two notes in a depressed manner, he fell asleep.

At about three o'clock in the morning, Jiajing said that his abdomen was suffocating and he had to get up and relieve himself.

Two eunuchs sat on the toilet and untied their hands. As soon as they stood up, their heads became dizzy and they fell softly to the ground.

The two eunuchs were so shocked that they burst into tears.

When Wu Jie heard the crying, he quickly threw the one in his hand to the ground and walked in quickly with a group of eunuchs.

But Jiajing's face was blood-red, his eyes were straight, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he couldn't speak, so he was breathing heavily.

There was a mess in the house, some people were crying, some were pinching Jiajing with their hands, and some even shouted loudly: "Get up and invite King Jing!"

At the beginning, Wu Jie was still shocked. He even suspected that Jiajing had reached his dying moment and could hardly help but walk out quickly, so as to notify King Yu of the news as soon as possible, so that he could prepare early.

This shout immediately woke him up. If King Jing was called at this time, he would see that Jiajing was so powerful. This guy would definitely use the excuse to serve Jiajing with him and stay here and not leave.

If that happens, things will be troublesome.

Also, if this person wants to die, he will have a moment of rejuvenation. Jiajing had been lying in bed and sleeping, but why did he suddenly have an attack? It didn't seem like he was about to die immediately.

He snorted, slapped the eunuch in the face, and said in a deep voice: "What's the chaos? Is the sky still falling? Go and call Huang Jin over immediately. He served Your Majesty for more than 20 years, and is the old man. You wastes stay here to cause trouble."

The eunuchs in this room were all Chen Hong's people. When Wu Jie asked him to invite Huang Jin, he was stunned.

The man who was slapped in the face covered his face with anger.

However, Wu Jie's reputation is now at its peak. After working with Jiajing for several years, he has mastered the central position. His authority is growing increasingly. When he gets angry, he makes everyone dare not speak out.

Wu Jie was about to take this opportunity to call Huang Jin back. Yuxi's palace was full of Chen Hong's people, and he was alone. If something happened, there was not even a person to inform him. Moreover, he had to discuss with Huang Jin if he had any problems.

My heart suddenly moved. Although Jiajing was strong, some things were actually quite weak and even a little nostalgic. Otherwise, even though he knew that King Jing was staying in Beijing was a major unstable factor, he still couldn't bear to let him go to Hubei.

In Jiajing's mind, he probably thought of Huang Jinxiu. After all, the emperor served him for more than 20 years, and no one knew better how to take care of Jiajing than him. Jiajing was so sick that he must have thought of Huang Jin.

Wu Jie immediately did not speak nonsense, directly supported Jiajing, and asked loudly: "Your Majesty. You need to send Huang Jin to serve. Your Majesty, if you can't speak, you can nod."

Jiajing's breathing sounds accumulated even more, and the blush on his face turned a little purple, but he nodded quickly.

Wu Jie immediately shouted to the eunuchs: "Your Majesty has an order, and I will send Huang Jin to the palace to serve. Go quickly. Hundreds of thousands of times."

"Yes." The two eunuchs rolled and crawled out.

Fortunately, the place where Huang Jin worked was not far from here, and he came here in just a moment.

When he saw that the emperor was so sick, he didn't talk nonsense. He immediately untied the emperor's collar, fed Jiajing a sip of hot water, and lifted up his clothes and slapped it for a long time.

After a long time, the purple on Jiajing's face receded, and he let out a long breath and could speak: "Huang Jin, you are here..."

The voice seemed very low: "Huang Jin. I sent you to Chaotianguan to do things a while ago. Of course... there is something wrong with you... but... I am a little hard on you after all... You are still going back to Silijian, and I can't live without the old people..."

If you don’t say a word, you will breathe heavily.

Huang Jin's tears burst out: "Long live, old slave, old slave, why is it like this?"

"I can't die, help me onto the bed."

After helping the emperor to bed, Wu Jie asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, have you told me that Dr. Li will prescribe some medicine?"

The emperor closed his eyes tiredly, but did not speak.

Wu Jie whispered in his ear again: "Your Majesty, why not let Huang Jin go to Li Shizhen to prescribe several single doses? He can enter and exit the palace freely. It is already dawn at this moment, so no one else should know."

An emperor's physical condition is directly related to the court and the wealth of countless people. If others are allowed to know that Jiajing is so sick, they don't know what chaos will be like outside, but I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to die.

Wu Jie thought for a moment and knew what Jiajing was thinking. He was so sick. He was already desperate about the elixir, and the only thing he thought was to live two more days. But he was worried that the news would cause chaos.

Jiajing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wu Jie, and after a long time he sighed: "Accurate... Wu Jie, have you read all the information from "Xingdu Zhi"?"

Huang Jinbei turned around and wiped her tears, and quickly went out.

Wu Jie: "When you say to Your Majesty, you have read all the historical materials, and you have a draft in the next chapter."

"It turns out that I have selected the top scorer, and it has not disappointed me." Jiajing looked relieved: "Read it."

"Yes." Wu Jie was about to recite, but Jiajing raised his hand and pointed at the people in the room: "Oral metaphor: No one in the room is allowed to leave Yuxi Palace, and he is not allowed to tell the situation today. Violators... Violators... Violators... Violators..."

He took a breath: "Punish the three clans!"

Jiajing: "Wu Jie, I miss it."

Hearing this, the eunuchs in the room all turned pale.

The emperor's words were equivalent to putting everyone under house arrest in disguise. If you want to restore your freedom, Jiajing's health will improve or die.

Most of them were Chen Hong's subordinates. Seeing that the emperor was so ill, he had already made up his mind to spread the news as soon as possible.

Wu Jie cleared his throat and slowly read the chapter in a low tone, lying very slowly.

This chapter describes the bloodline inheritance of Jiajing's father, King Xingxian, and Jiajing also listened carefully.

I heard the details of the writing, and a faint smile appeared on my face. The violence and depression that I had previously had disappeared, and I calmed down.

In a moment, Jiajing's gentle snoring sounded in the room.

Wu Jie made a gesture to everyone and then led everyone to the outer room quietly.

At the moment, everyone is worried and stops talking.

Wu Jie returned to the case and slowly copied the chapters he wanted to write today on paper, while the others stood beside him with breath.

I don’t know how long it took, but Huang Jin came back, took out two large bags of medicine from his sleeve, and ordered the eunuch to boil it.

When no one was around, Wu Jie hurriedly asked, "What did Li Shizhen say?"

Huang Jin burst into tears: "Dr. Li said that according to His Majesty's situation, the medicine stone is ineffective, and he will fall into a coma next time. These two packs of medicine cannot save his life, so he can only keep it for one or two hours a day. Shizhen, do you need to tell His Majesty about this situation?"

"Tell the truth." Wu Jie gritted his teeth and replied.
Chapter completed!