Seeing Huang Jin crying so hard, Wu Jie took a breath of air conditioning. He had never heard of this statement.

After all, he is a man in his twenties, and he is in his prime. When did he see separation from life and death?

He hurriedly walked to Jiajing, put his hand into the quilt and touched Jiajing's body. Only after he touched did he realize that something was wrong. Jiajing's body was covered with sweat, and his clothes had already penetrated.

How could it be that cold weather could it be so much sweat? Moreover, Jiajing's body was extremely weak. He was so cold that he had already worn thick clothes a few days ago and ignited the earth dragon, but today it was so hot.

If you don't do it well, it's really time to die.

Wu Jie pulled out his hand and whispered: "Mr. Huang, should we inform the cabinet masters and King Yu?"

Huang Jin: "Wait, don't be anxious. It's said that long live, you will wake up for the last time. It's not too late to notify you."

His tears fell as he spoke: "What a strong man, I always thought I would survive it, and I would never admit that I was at the last moment. However, if he was an immortal, he did not leave any comments, and the sky of the Ming Dynasty would collapse."

He grabbed Wu Jie's hand and said in tears: "Shizhen, you have been with Your Majesty for the past few years. Long live, no one can listen to others' words in the past few years, but you are the only one who trusts. Thank you for your hard work now, so please leave a will at the last moment."

Wu Ze nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Huang, Wu Jie has something to do with it."

But his heart was heavy. As Huang Jin said, Jiajing was a strong man. How could he say such words? I was afraid that he could not say them.

This busy journey was already at night, and Wu Jie couldn't go to bed, so he was sitting beside Jiajing and was waiting.

I didn't take a serious break for a day and night. I sat for a while and drank tea one cup after another, but I couldn't get excited no matter what.

I don’t know how long it took to sleep, but I felt someone patting my shoulder gently.

Wu Jie was sleeping comfortably, thinking that there was an eunuch calling him, but he was immediately displeased and muttered, "Stop making trouble, I'm so tired, let me sleep for a while."

The man was still patting his shoulder, and Wu Jie was furious. Everyone was angry when he woke up, so he opened his eyes and was about to scold him, but he saw Jiajing standing in front of him with a smile.

He had already gotten off the bed, wearing a thin Taoist robe, with a fair and gentle face, and a smile on his face.

Wu Jie was startled and stood up suddenly: "Your Majesty, are you getting up?" But his heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague premonition: "Long live, do you feel better today?"

Jiajing didn't answer, and let out a long roar: "I practice my body and look like a crane, and there are two sutras under a thousand pine trees. I came to ask Dao Wuyu, saying that the clouds are in the blue sky and water are in the bottle. Today, I have realized what it means to be as clear as a swallow. What is the meaning of transparent things, and what is the meaning of not being stagnant in the heart. Although you don't understand the Tao, this poem writes the wonders of the highest realm in practicing a thing."

The long roar seemed full of energy and was so loud that a large group of eunuchs immediately rolled in and crawled in. They all said with joy: "Long live Mr. Damn, is Long live Mr. Damn?"

Jiajing snorted: "I'm fine, I've never felt that I'm so helpful."

Huang Jin's sadness on his face became even heavier, and he was hoarse and said, "Long live, I'll be fine if I recover, do I need some food?"

Jiajing: "No need. I'm not hungry. I've been delayed for so many days. I guess a lot of political affairs have been put down, and it's all over today."

After saying that, he walked out and said, "Wu Jie, send all the manuscripts of "Xingdu Dazhi" over. I want to read. How much has been written, how many have not been edited?"

Wu Jie: "When you say that, you will still have 20,000 words left. All the drafts have been written, and you have copied 10,000 words. I will submit them to the imperial examination now."

Before he could finish his words, Jiajing had already walked outside.

Wu Jie and Huang Jin both fell to the end in a close relationship.

Wu Jie whispered: "Honor Huang, how about it?"

Huang Jin immediately understood that Wu Jie was asking whether he wanted to pass the message out and whether he should have arranged it in advance.

He didn't bother to cry and nodded solemnly to Wu Jie.

Outside, Jiajing's majestic voice came: "Huang Jin, what are you doing? Go and bring all the backlogs you have accumulated over the past few days. Wu Jie, go and get the manuscript."

The two of them couldn't say anything else, and they both responded at the same time.

Wu Jie hurriedly passed away from Yuxi Palace. The matter was urgent and he couldn't control the Hanlin Bachelor's morality. He spread his legs and ran towards the pay-off room where Li Chengliang was on duty.

He ran every day in recent years and was in great health. He looked about four miles from Yuxi Palace to Li Chengliang's duty room. He actually ran down in one breath without even breathing.

When they saw Li Chengliang, the father and son of the Li family were cooking fires in the house. When they met Wu Jie, they all stood up and bowed: "I have seen Enxiang, but I don't know what instructions did Enxiang give to come here today?"

Wu Jie didn't say nonsense and said straight: "Take a few messages out right away, remember, don't let others see it."

Seeing Wu Jie's face full of sternness, Li Chengliang realized that Enxiang was useful to him. He had long known that Wu Jie would have to do something earth-shaking, but he didn't expect that this day would come so early.

Li Chengliang: "I'm so kind to tell me, where to go, what news should I bring?"

Wu Jiexian pointed at Li Rusong: "Rusong, go to the Wucheng Bingmasi to find Shui Sheng and ask him to closely monitor the actions of the East Factory. If the East Factory has abnormal movement, lead the troops to intercept them for me immediately."

Now, Wu Jie's only military force can be used is only more than 300 soldiers under Shui Sheng.

After saying that, he talked about the address of the water and the incision of the water.

Li Chengliang and his son did not expect that Wu Jie would not move, and they would meet Dongchang's swordsman. They felt cold in their hearts, but they became very excited. It was indeed a big battle. They were named marquis and generals, and they were just today.

"Be careful to obey the order of kindness." Li Rusong kowtowed on the ground, took the guards, and ran out quickly.

Wu Jie pointed at Li Rubai: "You go and find a man named Chedi. I will tell you later. When you see him, you will say that Huang Jin asked you to come. What we had discussed before is the time to launch today. Let him lobby for the Duke of the State."

"Yes, please abide by the order of kindness."

Wu Jie looked at Li Chengliang again: "General Li, you personally take my letter to Prince Yu's mansion and say... Let him come to Yuxi Palace quickly. Your Majesty has a verbal statement and wants to meet him."

This is already a forgery of edicts, and according to the law, he should be executed. Moreover, Jiajing did not have the intention to meet King Yu.

But at such a critical moment, the emperor and the future crown prince would have to meet him the last time no matter what. As for the others, Wu Jie couldn't take care of that much.

Li Chengliang was even more shocked. This matter involved the emperor, crown prince, Jinyiwei, and Dongchang. How earth-shaking, the sun and the moon were gone.

He dared not think, nor did he want to think. As a martial arts, just do it with illumination.

Wu Jie picked up the pen on the table and wrote a note for King Yu, with only four words on it: One hundred thousand and ones urgent.

After taking the note, Li Chengliang knew that the matter was of great importance and did not talk nonsense. He bowed to Wu Jie and went out.

Li Rumei was the only one left in the room. The little guy stared at Wu Jie with his eyes drippingly, and suddenly shouted: "Enjoy the truth is not fair, my father and brothers are both sent. Why did I leave me alone? Do you think the villain is young and useless?"

When Wu Jie heard his shouting, he felt funny. He remembered something and stopped and looked at him seriously: "Rumei, it's okay if you don't say it, I'm just telling you something big to do."

Li Rumei blushed excitedly: "I'm asking for a favor."

Wu Jie: "Go out immediately and bring your father's personal soldiers into our mansion. Work with Lian Lao San to protect my family."

The capital city is about to be covered in blood and blood. In a chaotic situation, I don’t know what big thing will happen.

I have traveled to the Ming Dynasty for so many years. The most concerned thing is my wife and children, so I naturally refuse to let them suffer any harm.

Otherwise, if they have a few shortcomings, what can they do if they are the most powerful minister in the future? What is the point?

As for the palace, Huang Jin must have prepared in advance and just waited for the final activation.

After arranging everything, Wu Jie felt a little relieved.

He didn't dare to delay any more. He took the manuscript and ran back to Jiajing.

Running back to Jiajing, before Wu Jie could take a breath, Jiajing looked at him unhappily: "Wu Jie, has it been delayed so much time to get the manuscript of this book?"

Wu Jie smiled and said, "Report to Your Majesty, the manuscript is too messy. Long live dragon body has just recovered, and I am afraid I will feel dizzy when I see it. Therefore, I sorted it out and dared to send it here."

After saying that, he handed over a stack of manuscripts.

Jiajing: "Put it on the imperial case. I am busy and I have to watch it again."

He was sitting in front of the imperial desk, with mountains of folds in front of him.

While looking at the note, Jiajing lifted the pen and glued it to cinnabar, and wrote one by one on it: "Accurate", "No", "I understand"

...

In this way, Jiajing was criticizing the memorials, while Wu Jie and Huang Jin stood there quietly.

I don’t know how long it took, but Wu Jie’s legs were numb after standing straight.

After careful calculation, it was more than an hour.

After seeing so many official duties, Wu Jie took a breath: It's really time to return to the future, and Emperor Jiajing's energy is so vigorous at this moment.

I couldn't help but look at Huang Jin. Old Huang's eyes were as red as a rabbit, and I didn't know if they were sad or tired.

"It's finally finished the approval." Jiajing breathed a sigh of relief and threw the pen aside: "The backlog of notes has been around for about ten days. I'm not a person who likes to carry the tent."

He picked up the "Xingdu Zhi" presented by Wu Jie and read it. He nodded with satisfaction while reading it: "Yes, it's well written. Wu Jie's talent is indeed the best in the world. The previous volume of this book was written by Zhang Juzheng. If you continue writing it, you can actually follow it. Whether it is the meaning or the aura of the text, it is very close. Those who don't know it think it was done by one person."

Wu Jie curled his lips quietly and said to himself: It was originally done by one person, I just copied down the part that Zhang Juzheng did not write.

At this moment, a eunuch walked over quickly and knelt on the ground: "Long live, Hai Rui has arrived."

Jiajing threw the manuscript: "Tell him in."

Wu Jie was very confused: Jiajing hated Hai Rui to the core, why did he think about seeing him? Especially at this time, this was strange.

Jiajing's return should not be long. Hai Rui came here and was afraid that...

Wu Jie couldn't help but start to get angry.

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